library clerk

Chapter 38
Such a close distance really frightened Song Jiang. It was not the first time he had seen a ghost, so even though he was terrified to death, he didn't make a sound...

At this moment, the elevator door opened again, and the woman walked out slowly. Song Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, but Meng Zhe said in the next second, "Get out, how many floors do you plan to sit on?"

Only then did Song Jiang discover that Meng Zhe's house lived on the same floor as the female ghost, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and get out of the elevator, then watched the female ghost whose heart had been dug out slowly walk into the door of the neighbor's house ...

"What's the situation!?" Song Jiang asked in a low voice.

Meng Zhe sniffed it, then said with a chill in his eyes, "Let's go in first..."

Song Jiang really didn't expect to run into a ghost on the first day after moving back to the mansion. Although Meng Zhe didn't say anything, it can be seen from his disgusted expression that the other party should not be easy to deal with.

Early the next morning, when Song Jiang and Meng Zhe came home from get off work, they happened to meet the male owner of the neighbor's house who was going to work. When the other party saw Meng Zhe, he was a little surprised and said, "Xiao Meng? Long time no see..."

Although Meng Zhe no longer remembered that he knew the other party, he still said politely, "Ah, I went out to do some errands a while ago... Are you going to work?!"

The man smiled wryly as he walked towards the elevator, "Yeah... I got up a bit late, so I won't talk anymore, and I'll be late if I talk any more."

Song Jiang took a closer look at the man at this time, and found that his face was extremely dark, and when he passed by them, he still had a faint smell on his body.

Seeing the elevator door close, Song Jiang turned to Meng Zhe and said, "I also smell evil spirits."

Unexpectedly, Meng Zhe snorted softly, "Is that the smell?"

Song Jiang felt disgusted when he heard it, "Hey...why is this?! This big brother didn't take care of himself before going out..."

But Meng Zhe shook his head and said, "He shouldn't be able to smell it... because it smells like a dead body."

Song Jiang was stunned and said, "Shall we go in and see what's going on?"

After hearing this, Meng Zhe glanced at the door next door, and said in a deep voice, "It's not yet time... we'll talk about it later."

Seeing Meng Zhe's secretive words, Song Jiang thought there was some mystery in it, but when he went back to the room, he asked Meng Zhe, "Are you breaking into a private house now, okay? When that guy comes back at night, let's find a chance to go in and take a look." Let's see."

Song Jiang deliberately teased after hearing this, "I saw you were very fierce when you jumped the back wall of the school? Why are you so cowardly now?!"

"Are you stupid? Is there a dead body in the school? Are you calling the police when you see a dead body next door? What should you say to the police!?" Meng Zhe said angrily.

When Song Jiang heard the same thing, he curled his lips and said, "Do you still remember what your neighbor's last name is?"

Meng Zhe shook his head and said, "I basically don't have any impression of him... you can call the property later and ask if it's okay."

"Why me?" Song Jiang said a little dissatisfied.

Meng Zhe smiled and said, "Now you eat and live in mine... You must reflect your own value, right?"

"You..." Song Jiang was so stunned that he couldn't say a word.

So that afternoon, Song Jiang, as Meng Zhe's assistant, asked the property owner for the contact information of the neighbor next door and some basic information... The unlucky guy they met in the morning was called Zhang Haisheng, a middle-level manager of a venture capital company. The leader, her wife, Zhou Shiting, works at home, but the person in the real estate company can't tell what kind of work she does. She is probably a half-housewife.

Song Jiang looked at the basic information of the two couples, then turned his head and asked Meng Zhe, "The one we met in the elevator this morning..."

"It should be Zhou Shiting." Meng Zhe said in a deep voice.

After hearing this, Song Jiang thought thoughtfully, "Do you think Zhang Haisheng accidentally killed Zhou Shiting when he was arguing with her?! Then he kept hiding the corpse at home?!"

Meng Zhe thought for a while and said, "If Zhou Shiting was really killed by Zhang Haisheng, then he should have thought of a better way to dispose of the corpse, because it is impossible for a person with no brain problems to hide the corpse at home... Besides , have you ever seen a murderer who can accidentally dig out the opponent's heart by mistake?!"

"The smell on him is so strong, I don't believe he can't smell it at all?" Song Jiang asked a little puzzled.

"What do you know, haven't you heard of Guizhuyan?! As far as the smell on him is concerned, it should be from the dead body..." Meng Zhe stopped in the middle of his sentence.

Song Jiang was curious for a moment, so he asked, "What about the corpse?"

"I've had close contact..." Meng Zhe said deliberately.

Song Jiang's stomach churns when he heard this, and he almost vomited it. Meng Zhe smiled badly when he saw this, "Shall I describe it to you carefully..."

Song Jiang covered his mouth as soon as he heard it and said, "Okay, okay, don't talk...I know what's going on."

Although Meng Zhe said that he would wait for Zhang Haisheng to come home, Song Jiang was always worried, afraid that the female ghost whose heart had been dug out would pass through the wall, and come to their house as a guest if nothing happened...

Unexpectedly, the two of them waited until dark and didn't wait for that Zhang Haisheng. Song Jiang said anxiously, "It's almost time for us to take over. When will that Zhang Haisheng go home?!"

Meng Zhe was not in a hurry at all, he glanced at the time and said, "Call Lao Xu and say we won't be going tonight!"

"Ah? Isn't that bad? After all, I'm still paid by other people..." Song Jiang said with some reluctance.

"If you tell me to hit you, hit it..." Meng Zhe said impatiently.

Unexpectedly, on the phone, Lao Xu didn't say a word about their miners today, and even said to Song Jiang graciously, "If you need anything, you can call me anytime."

This made Song Jiang feel like hugging the thigh of the "dominant president" in an instant.

Song Jiang had to admit that this Zhang Haisheng was really a workaholic. The two of them waited at home until after one o'clock in the morning before they heard the sound of the elevator coming from outside the door. When they went out to take a look, they saw Zhang Haisheng was reeking of alcohol. Get out of the elevator...

"Huh? Xiaomeng!? You...it's so late, why...don't you rest?" Zhang Haisheng said with his tongue out.

Meng Zhe laughed and said, "Brother Zhang, there is something I want to talk to you about. Is it convenient for you to come to my house now?"

After hearing this, Zhang Haisheng glanced at the door of his own room, intending to refuse, but seeing Meng Zhe's attitude was obviously something wrong, so he rubbed his face vigorously and said, "Okay...then come to your house to ask for a cup of tea." drink."

(End of this chapter)