Something wrong with Zhao Lei?
Looking at Zhao Lei, who was standing outside this window talking to him, as a person who had been with his class for three years and had a good time playing with Zhang Wei, Yang Jian felt a strange strangeness.
This kind of strangeness cannot be said, it just feels something is wrong.
Yang Jian looked at Zhao Lei but found nothing unusual.
Wang Shanshan's family is fine, but her situation is not good. Zhang Wei is still like that. He stays at home and plays games and live broadcasts all day long. Are you asking them for trouble?How about getting together?Although Sun Ren and Liu Qi did not come back, and their cousin and Miao Xiaoshan were not there, it was also considered a small class reunion... Yang Jiandao.
Shut up.Zhao Lei, who was relatively calm before, suddenly became irritable and slapped the front of the car suddenly.
The hood in front immediately sank a large area, and various alarm sounds came from the car, and the airbags bounced out.
Why, why did you save their family but not our family? Wang Shanshan, Zhang Wei’s family’s life is life, is my family’s life not life?Zhao Lei growled, like a crazy beast, looking a little excited.
Yang Jian frowned, and the strange feeling was still coiled in his heart. However, in the face of Zhao Lei's accusations, he calmly said: Zhao Lei, I can only express regret and sympathy for some of the things that happened to you. Maybe many of your family members died in this supernatural incident, but I don't think about this result.
This is a large supernatural event, no one can avoid it, not many people I can take care of, and there will always be tragedy.
Zhao Lei said: So I am the only one who died in my family?
You are emotionally unstable now, so calm down for a while before talking about it.Yang Jian said.
I don't need to be calm, I need an explanation.Zhao Lei growled.
Yang Jian frowned: I can't give you an explanation. What you need now is not to find me and ask me specifically, but to calm down and think clearly about the source of the whole thing, so that you can understand that the wrong person is not me.
You are an Interpol in Dachang City. You have this obligation to solve the supernatural incidents here, but you did not do it.Zhao Lei said.
Yang Jian said: No one can do everything best. Any city under the jurisdiction of Interpol will have a tragedy. We are all people who come out of No. 7 Middle School and should learn to accept this cruel reality. And I feel that your state is wrong now. Although your emotions are very intense, they don’t look like a normal person. Instead, they give me the feeling...
Like a ghost, right?Zhao Lei took over his words, and the anger on his face turned into a kind of indifference, with a feelingless smile: Because I have become a ghost controller like you.
It's funny. I was looking for evil spirits in the whole city, but there was no result. When something happened this time, I went to your house to ask for your help, but I saw a person who was exactly the same as you. That person was not you, right? I was sitting there reading the newspaper, motionless...
After hearing what Yang Jian said, his eyes froze.
Is that thing?
He searched for the thing for a while, but he couldn't find it. Unexpectedly, he was still in his old home and was accidentally touched by Zhao Lei.
How did you survive?Yang Jian immediately asked: That thing is very dangerous.
What do you think?There was a hint of weirdness in Zhao Lei's smile.
When Yang Jian saw his appearance, he immediately felt an inexplicable chill. A certain intuition told him that Zhao Lei's condition was very strange and dangerous, and it was different from an ordinary ghost driver.
Have you been affected?Or is it that you are that ghost... The real Zhao Lei is dead.His eyes froze, staring at him tightly, and a ghost eye was already open restlessly.
Although he had only once contacted the ghost at home, he knew through Liu Xiaoyu's reminder that the ghost seemed to be able to tamper with his memory, and he was even more unaware of it.
In addition, the red newspaper in the ghost's hand seemed to be able to print a human face. As for what would happen after the human face was printed, he didn't know.
Because he successfully escaped when he was attacked last time and was not succeeded by that ghost.
I know everything about you. There is still a gap between me and you now. I will come to you to seek justice for my dead family. From today on, we will no longer be classmates.
Zhao Lei slowly retreated with a strange smile, as if he was about to leave.
Since you said that, I will keep you today and I cannot let you ignore it.No matter how special Zhao Lei’s situation is, Yang Jian will change himself.
As long as he contacts the ghost who stays in his home, there must be problems.
So he felt that he should limit the number of people before studying it slowly. If it really doesn't work, take Zhao Lei and mail it to Wang Xiaoming, and let him find the answer.
moment.
The red light on Yang Jian's body erupted and disappeared into the driver's seat.
He suddenly appeared at the location where Zhao Lei was before, trying to catch him directly.
But Zhao Lei disappeared.
A piece of red paper fell on the ground.
Blood penetrated the red paper, and the outline of a human face appeared clearly on the paper.
The face looks like... Zhao Lei.
He had indeed had an accident.Yang Jian's face changed slightly, and he felt a bad premonition in his heart as he looked at the face on the red paper.
This red paper is very strange, and it was once held in the hand by a ghost. With the random tampering with the memory, Zhao Lei may no longer be considered a ghost controller, but instead, he may have been manipulated by the ghost.
I'm afraid I don't even know this kind of manipulation.
No one knows where there is something wrong with his memory.
Without hesitation, a tall headless figure walked out of his body, wanting to put away the paper first.
But before he could do it, a gust of cold wind blew around him.
The red paper was flying around the sky, rolling up a piece of dust.
The entire street became a deserted, abandoned place.
Ghost Domain?Yang Jian frowned.
He saw the red paper flying in the air, each with a human face, including men, women, children, and Zhao Lei's... These human faces have expressions, fear, peace, and despair, just like masks, strange and scary.
And at the end of this street.
There is a bench, like a lounge chair in the park.
There was a man sitting on it, only seeing his feet, not seeing himself, because the man was sitting there with a newspaper and watching.
Still moving.
It was as stiff as a corpse.
Looking at Zhao Lei, who was standing outside this window talking to him, as a person who had been with his class for three years and had a good time playing with Zhang Wei, Yang Jian felt a strange strangeness.
This kind of strangeness cannot be said, it just feels something is wrong.
Yang Jian looked at Zhao Lei but found nothing unusual.
Wang Shanshan's family is fine, but her situation is not good. Zhang Wei is still like that. He stays at home and plays games and live broadcasts all day long. Are you asking them for trouble?How about getting together?Although Sun Ren and Liu Qi did not come back, and their cousin and Miao Xiaoshan were not there, it was also considered a small class reunion... Yang Jiandao.
Shut up.Zhao Lei, who was relatively calm before, suddenly became irritable and slapped the front of the car suddenly.
The hood in front immediately sank a large area, and various alarm sounds came from the car, and the airbags bounced out.
Why, why did you save their family but not our family? Wang Shanshan, Zhang Wei’s family’s life is life, is my family’s life not life?Zhao Lei growled, like a crazy beast, looking a little excited.
Yang Jian frowned, and the strange feeling was still coiled in his heart. However, in the face of Zhao Lei's accusations, he calmly said: Zhao Lei, I can only express regret and sympathy for some of the things that happened to you. Maybe many of your family members died in this supernatural incident, but I don't think about this result.
This is a large supernatural event, no one can avoid it, not many people I can take care of, and there will always be tragedy.
Zhao Lei said: So I am the only one who died in my family?
You are emotionally unstable now, so calm down for a while before talking about it.Yang Jian said.
I don't need to be calm, I need an explanation.Zhao Lei growled.
Yang Jian frowned: I can't give you an explanation. What you need now is not to find me and ask me specifically, but to calm down and think clearly about the source of the whole thing, so that you can understand that the wrong person is not me.
You are an Interpol in Dachang City. You have this obligation to solve the supernatural incidents here, but you did not do it.Zhao Lei said.
Yang Jian said: No one can do everything best. Any city under the jurisdiction of Interpol will have a tragedy. We are all people who come out of No. 7 Middle School and should learn to accept this cruel reality. And I feel that your state is wrong now. Although your emotions are very intense, they don’t look like a normal person. Instead, they give me the feeling...
Like a ghost, right?Zhao Lei took over his words, and the anger on his face turned into a kind of indifference, with a feelingless smile: Because I have become a ghost controller like you.
It's funny. I was looking for evil spirits in the whole city, but there was no result. When something happened this time, I went to your house to ask for your help, but I saw a person who was exactly the same as you. That person was not you, right? I was sitting there reading the newspaper, motionless...
After hearing what Yang Jian said, his eyes froze.
Is that thing?
He searched for the thing for a while, but he couldn't find it. Unexpectedly, he was still in his old home and was accidentally touched by Zhao Lei.
How did you survive?Yang Jian immediately asked: That thing is very dangerous.
What do you think?There was a hint of weirdness in Zhao Lei's smile.
When Yang Jian saw his appearance, he immediately felt an inexplicable chill. A certain intuition told him that Zhao Lei's condition was very strange and dangerous, and it was different from an ordinary ghost driver.
Have you been affected?Or is it that you are that ghost... The real Zhao Lei is dead.His eyes froze, staring at him tightly, and a ghost eye was already open restlessly.
Although he had only once contacted the ghost at home, he knew through Liu Xiaoyu's reminder that the ghost seemed to be able to tamper with his memory, and he was even more unaware of it.
In addition, the red newspaper in the ghost's hand seemed to be able to print a human face. As for what would happen after the human face was printed, he didn't know.
Because he successfully escaped when he was attacked last time and was not succeeded by that ghost.
I know everything about you. There is still a gap between me and you now. I will come to you to seek justice for my dead family. From today on, we will no longer be classmates.
Zhao Lei slowly retreated with a strange smile, as if he was about to leave.
Since you said that, I will keep you today and I cannot let you ignore it.No matter how special Zhao Lei’s situation is, Yang Jian will change himself.
As long as he contacts the ghost who stays in his home, there must be problems.
So he felt that he should limit the number of people before studying it slowly. If it really doesn't work, take Zhao Lei and mail it to Wang Xiaoming, and let him find the answer.
moment.
The red light on Yang Jian's body erupted and disappeared into the driver's seat.
He suddenly appeared at the location where Zhao Lei was before, trying to catch him directly.
But Zhao Lei disappeared.
A piece of red paper fell on the ground.
Blood penetrated the red paper, and the outline of a human face appeared clearly on the paper.
The face looks like... Zhao Lei.
He had indeed had an accident.Yang Jian's face changed slightly, and he felt a bad premonition in his heart as he looked at the face on the red paper.
This red paper is very strange, and it was once held in the hand by a ghost. With the random tampering with the memory, Zhao Lei may no longer be considered a ghost controller, but instead, he may have been manipulated by the ghost.
I'm afraid I don't even know this kind of manipulation.
No one knows where there is something wrong with his memory.
Without hesitation, a tall headless figure walked out of his body, wanting to put away the paper first.
But before he could do it, a gust of cold wind blew around him.
The red paper was flying around the sky, rolling up a piece of dust.
The entire street became a deserted, abandoned place.
Ghost Domain?Yang Jian frowned.
He saw the red paper flying in the air, each with a human face, including men, women, children, and Zhao Lei's... These human faces have expressions, fear, peace, and despair, just like masks, strange and scary.
And at the end of this street.
There is a bench, like a lounge chair in the park.
There was a man sitting on it, only seeing his feet, not seeing himself, because the man was sitting there with a newspaper and watching.
Still moving.
It was as stiff as a corpse.
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