A crosstalk was playing on the radio.

The angular vintage car slowed down and stopped behind a red light.

Chen Qian, the co-pilot, kept muttering: "Hey, boss, you are a ghost servant now, then am I the follower of the ghost servant? What is the name of the ghost servant... the second ghost servant?"

【Don't beautify yourself!】

The radio shouted in response to the situation.

"I fucking-"

Chen Qian immediately started arguing with the radio.

Lu Li, who was adjacent to him, was like two people in the style of painting, quiet and peaceful. He held the steering wheel and his eyes were scattered on the pedestrians on the zebra crossing.

There are old and young pedestrians, elderly people walking slowly, staff in formal attire in summer, women carrying vegetable baskets, and young people who are illusory and have no physical body but are still avoiding passers-by.

The slight yin energy that was invisible was like a smell, floating into the car along the open window.

"Can you see it?"

Lu Li followed the young man and turned his head to ask Chen Qian.

"What did you see?" Chen Qian looked up blankly.

“There is a ghost in front.”

Lu Li followed the young man in his eyes, watched him walk to the opposite lane, and politely smiled sincerely at the stopped vehicle, nodded and thanked him.

Of course, no one can see him.

Chen Qian looked along Lu Li's gaze and stared for a few seconds. His face gradually became solemn, and his tone was slightly muted: "There is some kind of cold and indescribable thing hovering in front of him."

"Speak human words."

“Not seen.”

"Okay." Lu Li nodded and said nothing.

Although Li Mei is not reliable, she has not deceived herself at this point. She has become a ghost gangster, and her ability to see ghosts has become a passive skill.

Chen Qian was confused, and guessed the process, and urged him: "Go on!"

“What to go?”

The emperor was not anxious and the eunuch was anxious and Chen Qian couldn't wait to say, "Should the ghost be caught?"

Lu Li asked: "Will the police arrest people when they see them?"

Although Lu Li didn't know the responsibilities of the ghost messenger.

"Uh..." Chen Qian suddenly said nothing, turned his head silently and said nothing, falling into deep thought.

Demons and ghosts must be eliminated? The old accent from many years ago.

The last person who had the same idea was Fahai. There is no need to say much about his fate and the infamy he has been carrying over the years - these are actually just excuses, and the real reason is very simple: Lu Li doesn't want to do that.

Of course, if the ghost messenger also has performance requirements, and not arresting the ghost may cause Lu Li to receive a low level of business in the underworld - then wait until the underworld sends ghosts to inform him.

The green light illuminated, Lu Li pulled the handbrake away, and the old-fashioned Xiali of the last century trembled and sprayed a tube of black smoke, slowly moving forward.

Chen Qian asked someone to check the recent records of the crematorium, found a sick dead man named Zhao Fugui, and then followed the clues to Pingling Second People's Hospital.

This body of the poor ghost who had been sent to the underworld by Lu Li, or Li Mei, was still lying in the morgue and sent to the crematorium for treatment in two days. This is why Lu Li went to the hospital rather than the crematorium.

In the nearly full hospital parking lot, an old-fashioned Charlie parked into the parking space and turned off the engine.

Lu Li rolled the car window up and said to Chen Qian: "You go check Zhao Fugui's family's contact information and meet at the hospital side."

"Why me?" Chen Qian was stunned, holding the rearview mirror and grinning and clenching his teeth.

The car windows were tightly clenched, and Lu Li replied calmly: "Apart from that, I can't think of anything else you can do. Maybe you can go back to the detective agency to find something to do?"

"I'll go! I'll go!"

Left a string of words that were so angry that they could not tell whether they were insulted or affirmative, and Chen Qian left.

Lu Li quietly leaned over and rolled the passenger's window, locked the car, and walked towards the hospital side door.

It's also a good weather today, and patients can be seen wandering around the garden.

Lu Li walked to the side door, and Chen Qian was already waiting here.

"So quickly?" Lu Li walked into the hospital and a smog of shade came to his face. It was not yin energy, but just air conditioning and refrigeration.

"Just kidding, am I super brave?" Chen Qianzhan, who was following behind, said complacently.

"We are here at the right time. Zhao Fugui's daughter came here in the morning. She probably hasn't left yet. I asked the nurse to call her."

Lu Li stopped and let Chen Qian lead the way.

Following Shen Qian, Lu Li separated a part of his mind and sensed the yin energy around him.

Surprisingly, Lu Li thought that a place like a hospital would be a haunted area with nothing else in the air except for the smell of disinfectant.

Leading to the basement and near the fire passage in the morgue, Lu Li met the daughter of the sick ghost.

"Who are you?"

The girl who was still in her freshman year asked Lu Li strangely. Her appearance was somewhat similar to Zhao Fugui.

"I am Teacher Zhao's colleague, you can call me Lu Li."

Zhao Fugui is a middle school teacher, and it is not difficult for Lu Li to pretend to be an identity.

"Hello, Teacher Lu." The girl nodded, polite and unfamiliar. "Are you here to see my dad?"

"No." Lu Li replied calmly. "If you have any difficulties, please tell me and I will help you solve them."

Chen Qian behind him had no choice but to cover his forehead, boss, is it really okay, you are so direct... Who would tell strangers that they are in trouble?

As expected, the girl held a hint of lips and smiled reluctantly: "I'm fine, thank you."

"Really not?" asked the straight boss Lu Li.

"Thank you for your concern, I don't need help." The girl said goodbye to Lu Li Chenqian in a low voice and went to the basement with the nurse.

Looking at the slowly closed basement door, Lu Li thought about something.

There is no movement in the ghost messenger’s book. Does Zhao Fugui’s last wish have nothing to do with his daughter?

"Boss, of course you can't ask anything if you ask this." A faint voice sounded beside you. "Who tells strangers that they have difficulties?"

"You mean she didn't tell the truth?"

"Yeah!" Chen Qian was very sure.

That would be easy. Lu Li took out a bank card from his pocket: "After going back, you can investigate. If Zhao Fugui and his daughter have debts or need money in urgent need, make up for her. If not, pay all the tuition fees for her to go to college."

If you can spend other people's money to do good deeds, Chen Qian's eyes lit up: "There is no problem for a good boss, what's the password?"

“114514.”

The moment he finished speaking, Lu Li's heart felt hot. The ghost messenger he placed in his shirt pocket radiated out the heat.

Lu Li took out the slightly hot ghost book and turned it to the page of the sick and dead ghost.

Chen Qian's eyes suddenly straightened, and he secretly raised his feet, looking over Lu Li's shoulders - the booklet was empty.

From Lu Li's perspective, there is a line of new ink on the right side of the picture book, written from top to the next.

【There is no success in 43 years, so you can tell your ability;】

[Five thousand days of practice, and no matter how much you are, you will be polite.]

The judgment emerged, and Zhao Fugui's life turned into a picture and twenty-four characters.

Ding——The host fulfills the last wish of the sick and dead ghost, and now the host has mastered all the yin energy of the sick and dead ghost——
Chapter completed!