Enchanter

Chapter 1 Ling Chi Scene ([-])

A day passed like this, and Shen Feifei was served by shark fin every day, and the wound healed quickly, and gradually even the last trace of pain disappeared.

Playing with the phone now basically doesn't feel like it, and it's almost recovered. Under Shen Feifei's constant play with the iPhone [-], it turns out that practice makes perfect, and most of the functions have been mastered by herself.

Qq is online 24 hours a day, just to see Conan Doyle's profile picture brighten.

But for three full days, he was about to be discharged from the hospital, and Conan Doyle's profile picture remained unchanged, it was gray, just like his relationship with Conan Doyle, it was dark, and there was no light to be seen.

Tang Yan and Shen Feifei also stayed by Yin Hui's side these days, but Yin Hui is basically fine now, and sometimes goes to work when the funeral home is busy.

When I was bored, the four generations of Apple even screamed.

The voice he had been waiting for for a long time finally sounded, Yin Hui grabbed the phone excitedly, and really saw Conan Doyle's head flashing.

I clicked on the message, but it was a smiling face from Conan Doyle.

"I agree to your conditions, promise me, and help me avenge the master together."

The other party was silent for a while.

Yin Hui's heart was beating, he didn't know what answer Conan Doyle would give him, whether he would refuse or agree.

He knew how difficult it was for Conan Doyle to make a decision. Holding the phone in the palm of his hand, a layer of sweat formed, rubbed it on his clothes, and wiped it dry.

"Let's meet again. This afternoon, meet at Yingbin Hotel. I have something to do now."

Then Conan Doyle's head darkened.

Yin Hui was excited for a while, the master's revenge could finally be avenged.

Both Shen Feifei and Tang Yan went to work in the funeral home, and Yin Hui was the only one in the hospital.

Yin Hui went to see Ouyang Xue, but learned that Ouyang Xue had already been discharged from the hospital, which made him a little uncertain. He didn't expect that Ouyang Xue was such a stubborn girl, and she was discharged from the hospital behind her back.

Although he was a little worried, he still maintained an optimistic attitude, thinking that it would be a good thing for him that Ouyang Xue would not bother with this intricate case anymore.

Yin Hui's injury is almost healed. The hospital released him after taking some videos of Yin Hui. These videos are the hospital's proof that Yin Hui's injury has recovered. Many reporters will come to interview him in the future. These videos will be used as evidence.

Now Yin Hui is the hospital's cash cow. After giving Yin Hui a series of discounts, they returned him thousands of dollars.Yin Hui was also agitated in his heart, he never expected that he would get a lot of money out of the hospital once.It is estimated that this is the first in China.

After doing all these, Yin Hui is also fine.After walking out of the hospital, I felt that my wound was almost healed.I bought some nutritious things for thousands of dollars and returned to my residence.

In the rental house, he could hear two slight snoring sounds. They were Shen Feifei and Tang Yan's. The two of them might be snoring so tiredly because they were too tired to deal with the hospital and the funeral parlor.

It is also inconvenient to disturb the two of them. There are still about three hours before the afternoon, and Yin Hui is going to sleep for two hours.

I have to say that compared with the home, the life in the hospital is more comfortable. After all, only at home can one's heart be considered comfortable.

Before he knew it, a piercing sound rang out. He picked up the alarm clock and saw that two hours had passed without realizing it. He reluctantly got up from the bed, washed and dressed himself, and headed towards the Conan Doyle rushed to the welcome hotel.

To be honest, Yin Hui is still dizzy and absent-minded when he says something. The death of the master and the fortune teller has dealt a different degree of psychological blow to him, making him unable to extricate himself from the grief.

The hatred between the master and the magic operator is like a big stone, which weighs heavily on my heart, so that I will be oppressed by this pain all the time.

Now that he finally had the opportunity to avenge his master, Yin Hui couldn't be more excited.

Yin Hui came to Yingbin Hotel early, ordered a cup of coffee and waited for Conan Doyle's arrival.

Although I have never been to a five-star hotel, I still know a little about the rules of a five-star hotel. After all, watching idol dramas these years is not in vain.

He knew that in a five-star hotel, he couldn't just order some mineral water and wait for others. He had to spend at least a cup of coffee that cost 50 yuan.

So I ordered a cup of coffee and obediently waited for Conan Doyle's arrival.

While drinking the bitter but not rubbish coffee, Yin Hui blamed angrily in his heart that it was not good to make an appointment, and he had to make an appointment with a five-star hotel. The money spent just now made Yin Hui feel distressed.

Four and fifty yuan is enough to order four dishes and one soup for a meal outside.

Not long after, a beautiful foreign girl walked in from the door.A fashionable dress, curly yellow hair, and expensive clothes on his body make him look extravagant, attracting the attention of many people.

Before Conan Doyle sat down, a polite little eye with the appearance of a cultured person came up to chat with Conan Doyle: "Miss, is it convenient for me to show my face and dance?"

Because this is not just a hotel, the other room of the hotel is a disco, a great place to pick up girls.

"I'm sorry, I already have a date." Conan Doyle refused skillfully, and then sat directly beside Yin Hui, without looking at the man again.

That person looked at Yin Hui with a vicious look. He was dressed in ordinary attire, and his handsome and unrestrained face had a vicissitudes of life, which made this person look down on Yin Hui, and angrily scolded Yin Hui as a country bumpkin.

Yin Hui didn't reply, just gave a wry smile, and then looked at Conan Doyle.

"Conan Doyle, tell me, what do you think of this matter?" Yin Hui asked this sentence without any taboo.

Conan Doyle made a cautious sound, signaling Yin Hui not to speak, pulled Yin Hui up and found a waiter to open a private room,

After carefully checking the surroundings and making sure that there were no cameras, Conan Doyle settled down and looked at Yin Hui and said, "Yin Hui, before agreeing to your condition, I have to let you see something."

After finishing speaking, he took out the Nokia n72 mobile phone from his pocket, lighted it up in front of him and said, "Look, this video."

Yin Hui didn't know, so he took the phone and saw a video playing on it.

The screen shows that this video was shot in an abandoned ancient relic, which is relatively closed. The white lime on the wall has almost peeled off, revealing the gray brick wall inside, and the girders on the top of the head are also drooping, as if they are falling apart at any time. There were signs of collapse, and the sound of dripping water kept ringing, filling my ears. The light in the room was a bit dim, although there was a dim light bulb hanging not far away.

At this moment, there was a slight rustling sound, and then a guy in a long robe slowly entered the video with his body bowed. This person was all black, covered his face, had a thin figure, and thick limbs.

For some unknown reason, another arm appeared on the hand of the thin guy, it was blue and purple, and was mottled with blood.Immediately afterwards, a blood-stained guy was dragged into the frame by the masked man in black.

Although separated by a layer of black cloth, Yin Hui could imagine that the masked man in black was laughing wildly at the video at this moment, laughing wildly and wantonly.

The blood-stained guy was naked, like a pig, was hung up by the man in black, and then the judge bent down, and lifted a bucket not far away, with a hazy mist emitting from it .

boom.

The bucket hit the hoisted person directly, and it burst open, and the boiling water in the bucket poured on the unconscious body.

After a burst of hysterical shouting, it seemed that the consciousness also began to fall into a coma, and slowly passed out, and the howling with joy turned into a soft ### at this moment.

Yin Hui couldn't stand it anymore, and turned his attention to the mysterious Conan Doyle who was sipping coffee leisurely.

"Conan Doyle, is this a movie or something? Why are you making me watch this video?"