Chapter 94 Press F to enter the police car

Chapter 94 Press F to enter the police car

Chapter 94 Press F to enter the police car

In the dazzling sunshine, Tan Wenjie followed Jiamin back to the town.

The two walked side by side, and to passers-by they looked like just an ordinary young couple.

Fortunately, with Jiamin's help, he was able to get a ride back without saying a word, and he was able to pretend to be unwell and wear a mask to cover his face.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm really a wanted criminal?"

Only after hearing Tan Wenjie's voice did Jiamin wake up from her hazy memories. Last night's experience seemed as unreal as a dream.

And now he is planning to bring the murderer wanted by the police home.

According to descriptions in movies and novels, the more attractive a criminal is, the more likely he is to cheat.

"You are not!" She hesitated for a moment, but still shook her head decisively.

Tan Wenjie, like himself, can see ghosts, so many of his unreasonable behaviors can be explained. He is definitely not a malicious criminal. He also explained the real situation at the time: an evil god wanted to harm people, and everything he did was for the final victory of the god.

It's just that his way of helping was a bit extreme. He actually imprisoned the mother and daughter for seven days and seven nights. This was also the main reason why Jiamin was still a little hesitant.

Imprisoning a mother and daughter is too extreme no matter how you look at it.

"Which direction is the palace temple?"

Jiamin looked at her phone, then raised her hand and pointed: "Probably, in that direction."

Gurgle, my stomach is growling.

Tan Wenjie's expression was not the slightest bit awkward, instead he looked towards Jiamin's house and said, "I'm here to protect you, do you want to treat me to something?"

Jiamin tried not to curl her lips, but she also cooperated and said, "Excuse me, would you like to come to my house to eat something first?"

Patting his belly, Tan Wenjie said righteously, "Since you have invited me sincerely, I can just eat whatever I want. Four dishes and one soup at most. If it is more sumptuous, I will be angry."

The room is not big and has a special smell.

Tan Wenjie sniffed slightly and looked towards the bedroom: "You had a very greasy meal last night. Which one is your room?"

"Right, what do you want to do?" Jiamin asked nervously as she came over with two servings of instant noodles.

He has a history of imprisoning people, so maybe he is planning to do something.

Unexpectedly, Tan Wenjie had already taken the instant noodles away: "Sit down, don't be polite, treat this as your own home."

This is my own home!

Seeing that Tan Wenjie was stealing the show, Jiamin also moved a chair and sat down.

“Crack, crack.”

There were sounds of eating.

“Crack, crack.”

The voice was impatient.

"Kachi kachi..."

Jiamin also began to feel restless, as if something had happened at home. Perhaps Tan Wenjie had not intended to come in just now, and eating might have been his excuse because he had discovered something.

Time passes minute by minute.

"It's ready!" Tan Wenjie opened the instant noodles, stirred them with chopsticks, and looked at Jiamin in confusion, "Why didn't you prepare your own portion?"

Jiamin looked at the two buckets of instant noodles in front of Tan Wenjie. What? There really wasn’t a portion for her?
However, when Tan Wenjie was making jokes, Jiamin finally discovered where the sound came from. She didn't know when her uncle came back and was eating in a corner with his back to them. The noise was very loud.

"Huff--" Tan Wenjie blew on the instant noodles and stuffed them into his mouth.

He ate very fast and finished a bucket of instant noodles in the blink of an eye.

But Tan Wenjie didn't seem to notice his uncle.

He opened the second bucket of instant noodles with his hand and said as he stirred with his chopsticks, "The police will definitely come looking for you. Remember to say that I kidnapped you."

Tan Wenjie then complained: "No matter what brand of instant noodles it is, I don't like to eat a second bowl."

At this time, my cousin's husband had already walked behind Tan Wenjie.

"Ah!" Jiamin was so frightened when she saw that face that she lost her balance and fell to the ground.

My uncle's face was gray and covered with blue veins, his eye sockets were bloodshot, his facial features were distorted and hideous, and the pain before being hanged remained on his face forever.

"Squeak" Tan Wenjie stood up with the help of the table, and the chair legs made a harsh sound.

Under Jiamin's incredulous gaze, Tan Wenjie reached out and poked the head of his uncle's ghost.

With a "puff", my uncle's head tilted back, his neck folded, and the back of his head rested on his back, revealing the marks of being hanged.

Tan Wenjie grabbed Jiamin's wrist and backed away. Jiamin originally wanted to say something, but her hands and feet were weak and her voice was powerless, so she could only let herself be dragged by Tan Wenjie.

Her body felt light and she was pulled backwards by a huge force.

"This ghost is interesting." said Tan Wenjie.

Jiamin noticed that there was suddenly a suitcase in his hand. She saw him rummaging in the suitcase for a while and pulled out a pot of plastic lilies.

"Ah, he, he, he is coming!" Jiamin saw her uncle rushing towards her.

"found it!"

Tan Wenjie was holding an unsealed package of chocolates in his hand, and he pulled out a roll of plastic wrap and tucked it under his armpit.

Jiamin was already confused.

Then he saw Tan Wenjie grab a piece of chocolate and throw it at his uncle who was flying towards him.

"Bang!!"

My uncle turned into a ball of black mist and jumped up and down in the room.

"It's very resistant to blows." Tan Wenjie was holding another piece of chocolate. He also thought about shooting the chocolate with a slingshot, but found that the chocolate was too brittle, too soft and too light. If he squeezed too hard, it would break, and if he didn't squeeze it hard enough, the range would not be far enough.

It is better to throw it out directly with your hands.

Use chocolate to fight ghosts!

The second ball hit the black fog, fell to the ground and turned into Jiamin's uncle. Tan Wenjie rushed over and wrapped it with plastic wrap, making it into a ball. Maybe there was too little plastic wrap wrapped around it, the ball kept squirming, and a silently roaring face appeared.

"You, he..." Jiamin's language function was disordered.

She had seen rice dumplings being delivered and had invited Yizaigu before, but she had never seen anyone use chocolate and plastic wrap like Tan Wenjie did. Could it be that real ghost catching has nothing to do with those traditional things?

She was sure of one thing, that Tan Wenjie was truly a messenger from God.

"Remember to send this thing to the temple, make sure to explain the interests involved clearly, and ask for the gods' blessing." Tan Wenjie placed the still squirming plastic wrap in front of Jiamin.

Just treat it as a reward for help, whether Jiamin gives it to you or not has no impact on Tan Wenjie.

"Aren't you going to the temple?" Jiamin was a little afraid to touch the ball of plastic wrap.

Tan Wenjie said: "The police are coming. I have to leave quickly. I can't stay here anymore." There are many palaces and temples. If you can't go to Hu'an Palace, go to other palaces and temples.

police?

It was only then that Jiamin heard the sound of sirens outside. When she looked at Tan Wenjie again, she was not surprised. Since he was a messenger of God, it was normal for him to be different from ordinary people.

"You don't have a cell phone, how can I contact you in the future?" Jiamin asked subconsciously.

Having met so many mages, she subconsciously trusted Tan Wenjie the most.

Because she could see ghosts, she tried to pray in temples, but to no avail.

"If there is a chance, we will see each other again."

Tan Wenjie stuffed the remaining half of the bag of chocolate into Jiamin's hand.

After his experiments, he found that the lethality of chocolate beans was average, about the same as his sword fingers, but its range, efficiency, accuracy, etc. were not as good. The only advantage was that "chocolate can be used to fight ghosts". As long as it was a ghost, it could be fought with chocolate.

He picked up Lily, put his ear close to her, and nodded as if he had really heard something.

This scene is too much like a mental illness.

The next moment, Tan Wenjie stood up and walked towards Aunt Jiamin's room. Jiamin did not stop him and watched Tan Wenjie take out a twisted and ugly statue of an evil spirit from the cupboard.

"It's not complete. Never mind. I'll give you a cut first."

Tan Wenjie stomped his feet quickly, then hugged the evil spirit statue into his arms.

Click, click, click! !
The evil spirit statue suddenly shattered and fell to the ground.

At the same time, a roar came from outside: "I want you to be unable to go up to the sky or down to the earth!"

……

Two policemen drove to Jiamin's home.

Grizzly and Qianqian were contacted by the police early in the morning and were asked about the situation at that time.

"Do you believe what they say? There is a chair girl, a wizard?"

The bearded policeman gripped the steering wheel with one hand and gently scratched his cheek with the other. Today's job was just routine questioning.

The chair girl in the haunted mall is crazy and not attractive.

When "the most handsome wanted criminal" was mentioned, the number of clicks on this video began to soar, and it even made the pages of many entertainment tabloids. The popularity was getting higher and higher, and the police had to send people to investigate.

"What's wrong with you?" The bearded policeman turned to look at his colleague and found that the other was rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand.

The colleague put down his hand, and his right eye was already bloodshot.

"Ah!" The bearded policeman was startled and stepped on the brakes subconsciously.

"Squeak!!!" The tires grip the ground.

Fortunately, they were already near their destination and the car had already slowed down, so the sudden brakes only made them feel a little nauseous.

A colleague said: "I want you to be unable to go up to the sky or down to the earth."

The bearded policeman sensed something was wrong: "Hey, are you okay?"

"I want you to be unable to go up to the sky or down to the earth."

The colleague unbuckled his seat belt, rubbed his eyes and walked towards Jiamin's home, even pulling out a pistol while running.

"Hey, hey!" The bearded policeman felt something was wrong and quickly unbuckled his seat belt and followed.

"I want you to be unable to go up to the sky or down to the earth." It has turned into a roar.

"boom!"

Gunshots.

"What's going on? Why are they shooting?" The bearded policeman was horrified and rushed over immediately.

Today's work has nothing to do with shooting, it's just a routine inquiry.

The next moment, a man jumped out from the bushes and bumped into his fellow police officer. His whole body seemed to be hit by a speeding car, flying across the air and sticking to the wall like a painting.

"Damn it!" The bearded policeman subconsciously drew his gun and aimed at the monster that rushed out.

Judging from the appearance, he is a person.

Judging from the other party's behavior of knocking a living person flying and hanging him on the wall just now, he might be the Terminator sent back from the future by Skynet.

"Is it my turn to save the world?" He took a deep breath, raised his gun and said, "Don't move, or I'll shoot."

The other party completely ignored the threat and ran over at a faster speed.

The bearded policeman fired subconsciously.

Bang bang bang!
Several shots failed to hit the opponent.

"A monster that can dodge bullets?"

It seemed that he was not dodging the bullet, but dodging the direction where his gun was pointing.

But the other party was not Superman. After realizing this, the bearded policeman quickened the speed of his wrist movement, and a bullet hit the other party's shoulder: "Don't move! Or I'll shoot!"

Unexpectedly, the other party also stopped, raised his left hand and pointed at himself as if shooting.

"Oh, you don't think..." The bearded policeman wanted to laugh.

The next moment, an invisible force hit his head, and he had only one thought in his mind as his head tilted back and fell uncontrollably.

Shit! Is that Nobita's air pistol?

……

The ghost master's abilities are even higher than Tan Wenjie imagined. He can invade the human body to control actions, is not afraid of sunlight, and also possesses certain supernatural powers.

In fact, these are not difficult to deal with. The only difficult thing is that the other party can control the police, and bullets are still a bit troublesome.

Tan Wenjie walked quickly towards the police car. He didn't know how to steal a car and it was too late, so he just plopped into the police car.

Let’s use the police car to block it first.

Bang!
When reversing, the rear of the car hit the wall.

Squeak!

Bang!
Bang!
The police car drove away in a zigzag manner.

A ball of black mist separated from the body of the policeman hanging the painting on the wall and entered the body of the bearded policeman lying on the ground.

The bearded policeman suddenly felt his eyes itchy, so he rubbed them with the back of his hand, but it was not enough, so he kept rubbing, rubbing, and rubbing...

When I stopped and opened my eyes, they were blood red.

(End of this chapter)