The Secret of the Rich Women's Community

Chapter 17

In an instant, I pushed away the young woman Zhao Meili like an electric shock. At the same time, I instinctively felt that the room was too dirty, and even the scene of Qian Dali jumping off the building appeared in my eyes.

"You also think I'm unclean, don't you?" Facing my sudden move, Zhao Meili obviously understood what was going on.

"No, no, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable, and I want to go outside to get some air, and check if the police are here?" I said deliberately, and the person tiptoed out.

"Why do you all think so?" Zhao Meili began to cry.

I feel that I shouldn't do it. To put it bluntly, my husband is dead, and I can't change it just because I say it. After all, Zhao Meili has a top-notch figure.

Seeing Zhao Meili crying very sad, I felt a little bit sorry, so I couldn't help but walked over to comfort her, she also cried and leaned on my shoulder naturally.

And at this time, Zhao Meili came to say by accident: "Do you know why I went to Unit 1404 today?"

"Why?" I felt that there must be articles in it, and I actually wanted to ask just now.

"Because I suspect that my husband was killed by the ghost inside." Zhao Meili's words made me jump.

"Didn't your husband die by jumping off the building?" I asked hurriedly.

"It's not that simple. My husband's mind is normal. Besides, we have plenty of money and a happy family. He has no reason to jump off the building." Zhao Meili's analysis seemed to be correct, and she didn't see the symptoms of a madman at all.

"You must have been killed by the residents in 1404?" I took a closer look at Zhao Meili, she was very conscious, so I continued to ask, but I didn't say that it was a ghost, because I didn't want Lu Lu is a ghost.

"That's right, my husband went to his house for business that day, and when he came back he was in a trance and kept saying some unlucky things." Zhao Meili looked like a detective.

"Isn't it too arbitrary to determine that the victim was killed?" I obviously didn't believe it.

"I suspect that the ghosts inside have sorcery or Gu skills. They want to kill everyone in the whole building, you know?" Seeing that I didn't believe it, Zhao Meili yelled.

Seeing that Zhao Meili's words became more and more evil, and all kinds of Gu techniques were pulled out, I really wondered if she had watched too many novels and movies, and there must be something wrong with her brain.

"You are just suspicious. Without evidence, no one will believe it, let alone the police." I began to regret asking her to call the police. When the police came later, she said such nonsense, and the police would definitely send her to the police station. Mental hospital, I have to find a way and make up a rhetoric.

And when I was thinking about how to fool the police, Zhao Meili followed up and said, "It doesn't matter if the police don't believe it, my husband will return to his soul today, and he will definitely come back and kill the ghost inside."

Hearing Zhao Meili mention her husband suddenly, I shivered instinctively, and looked around involuntarily, and suddenly found a black and white photo of Qian Dali in the living room, with three incense sticks lit in front of it.

When did this thing appear, why didn't I find it when I came in just now?
"Stop talking nonsense, what's the point of returning to the soul and not returning to the soul, what a fart if people come back after death." I shouted loudly, my expression looked fearless, but my heart was already in turmoil.

"It's fine if you don't believe it!" Zhao Meili suddenly sneered: "Actually, I wanted to sleep with you just now, the purpose was to force my husband's soul to show up quickly, and I think he will come back soon."

"You're a fucking lunatic." I finally couldn't take it anymore. I felt that Zhao Meili had been talking crazy from the beginning to now. This woman must have suffered from hallucinations or other illnesses because of her husband's death.

I got rid of Zhao Meili and prepared to leave. If I stay in this place again, I will go crazy.

"I want to leave now. It's late. My husband is already here." As soon as I took two steps, I walked to the position facing Qian Dali's black and white photo. Zhao Meili suddenly sneered, and the laughter echoed in the empty room Inside, it is particularly gloomy, and it makes people shudder.

I feel like my shirt is fucking wet, because when she said that, I vaguely felt a dark wind blowing on my back, and it felt like a hand was caressing.

My heart skipped a beat. Could it be that her husband has really come back to life?
(End of this chapter)