No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the office building suddenly changed. A cold and oppressive atmosphere emanated from Chen Taixiang's body. He stood still, staring at Long Wenhua and the big black dog with his eyes wide open. It became more and more ugly, Long Wenhua looked at him with an inexplicable sense of guilt and was very scared.

"Chen, Director Chen, this punishment is too heavy, why don't we make a compromise?" Zhao Hao expressed his objection.

Chen Taixiang shrugged and pulled his head in front of Zhao Hao, and the saliva dripped on his face, which was wet, "Mr. Lin, are you sure?"

At this time, Su Che continued to make up his sword, "Director Chen, I think what Teacher Lin said is right, how can we teaching staff make such a decision so easily and hastily? As the dean of students, Director Chen, you are not competent for your job. You are not too young, why don't you abdicate to Xian?"

Chen Taixiang straightened his body, bleeding from his seven orifices, and looked at the three people and one dog with terrifying eyes.

"What should we do at this time?" The inexplicable guilt in Long Wenhua's heart became more and more intense.

"Fuck it!" Su Che skillfully touched Chen Taixiang's back, the blood blade's scalpel and the flashing arc of the pointer appeared together, entangled and attacked Chen Taixiang.

With green eyes, the big black dog pounced on Chen Taixiang hungrily. Long Wenhua also gritted his teeth and swung the consecrated tombstone in his arms towards Chen Taixiang.

"Cough...cough cough." A severe cough sounded like tuberculosis, and heavy footsteps echoed from the corridor.

At some point, a pale old man with a handkerchief covering his mouth and coughing violently stood in the corridor, leaning on crutches, step by step, the distance between his feet remained the same, and he walked down the stairs stiffly.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Lin, Director Chen, the three of you are making too much noise and will scare my students...cough cough cough."

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In the empty and quiet Jiangcheng South High-tech Industrial Park, Zhou Tan ran wildly all the way.

In his ghost eyes, the black curtain opened by the ghost did not affect him in the slightest, and he could clearly see the things in the ghost.

In a short period of time, he managed to find all the members of the Fifth Division of Dongjiang Guoan Special Service who were lost in the high-tech park. Only Zhao Hao disappeared. He knew very well that disappearing in a ghost was tantamount to a sacrifice equal sign.

"It's strange, it's really strange. Although I haven't entered the ghostly creature of the red-clothed ghost, according to the records, the ghostly creature of the red-clothed ghost is full of all kinds of weirdness. Any inadvertent behavior will trigger the condition of death, but this high-tech park It's too peaceful, I haven't even seen a ghost for a long time."

"Have you found any traces of ghosts before?" Zhou Tan asked the others.

The voices answered one after another.

"No, I didn't find any traces left by ghosts in the high-tech park."

"I searched most of the high-tech park area B, and didn't see anything unusual."

"There is a weak ghost energy in area A, level 1, and the hazard level is almost non-existent. It is no different from the weak spiritual reaction that remains after a normal death."

"There is no abnormality found in area C!"

"Where's Area D?" Zhou Tan continued to ask.

"The reaction of Building 13 in District D is very strange. All the buildings are decaying, but it stands still, but there is no trace of ghosts or supernatural reactions. I did not rush in to check. However, after I left Building 13 to search other buildings When I was in the area, I found that the shady curtain of ghosts seemed to open from Building 13 in D area!"

Zhou Tangui glanced towards the direction of District D of the High-tech Park, and his gaze passed over the decaying factory buildings, and landed on 13 factory buildings in District D.

Sure enough, this factory building was as new as new in the high-tech park where all the buildings were decaying. It was clearly saying, I have a problem, come and check me.

"The problem is in Building 13 in D District!" Zhou Tan led the way until he led everyone out of the shady ghosts covering the high-tech park, and stood at the crossroads entering the high-tech park, "You comrades who are responsible for the follow-up support, I will go all the way Leave a mark and go straight to Building 13, Zone D of the High-tech Park, and I will wait for you there."

After all, Detective Zhou walked to the trunk of the police car he was originally riding in, and took out a bundle of strings that were soaked in suspicious dark yellow powdery objects the size of his index finger.

Shi Qingshan, who had bandaged the two wounds on his shoulder, abdomen and chest, walked over with a pale face, poured out more than half of the special bullet Su Che gave them, and handed it to Zhou Tan, "Captain Zhou, this bullet is stronger than the bullet you issued. There was a ghost in the high-tech park just now, and the brothers shot them one after another, and the ghost would die if he was shot!"

Zhou Tan was full of question marks. He took the bullets from Shi Qingshan and groped carefully for a while, but he didn't find anything special about these bullets, so he asked Shi Qingshan, "It's more powerful than the bullets we sent? Where did you get it?"

"It was given to us by a man who claimed to be an enthusiastic citizen, Mr. Su. Don't tell me, Team Zhou. He is so fierce that he doesn't look like a man. After you entered the high-tech park, a terrifying blood corpse appeared at the intersection. Brothers almost It all died in its hands." Shi Qingshan's pale face was frightened for a while, and he continued after stabilizing his mind, "Just when I thought I was going to die here, this enthusiastic citizen, Mr. Su, came over, and he carried a painting full of The scorched black board of the red ghost painting talisman was swung directly on the blood corpse's head..."

"Then, he killed that blood corpse... With all due respect, I don't think you are as fierce as him, Team Zhou! Besides, he seems to be invited by Captain Chen!"

Zhou Tan turned his head to look at the high-tech park, only feeling a pain in his head.Not to mention that Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen, pretends to use his identity to make troubles everywhere, what the hell is it that Chen Ruiguang invites him to the high-tech park again.

A few days ago, after Chen Ruiguang was fooled by an enthusiastic citizen Mr. Su with his ID, didn't he gnash his teeth and say that he would be dragged out?In just a few days, Captain Chen Rui's face changed faster than flipping a book, but it's okay...

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The entire office building seemed to come to life, exerting strong malice without concealment.

"Your sword is my sword, bah, your students are my students, why are you so stingy!" Su Che glanced at the old man on crutches who suddenly appeared in the corridor, he didn't stop his movements, entangled The arc's blood blade scalpel went straight into Chen Taixiang's back ribs, piercing through its heart.

The cane hit the floor of the office building, making a dull sound. The old man on crutches froze, his eyes were burning with anger, and he coughed violently. Large and small pieces of organ fragments were coughed up by it, all over the floor.

Stretching out his hand to grab the work ID card on Chen Taixiang's chest, Su Che pulled out the scalpel and kicked it away, looking at the old man on crutches coming from the corridor. He had a school badge on his chest, but he didn't wear any ID card. Su Che Che could tell at a glance that it was not human.Who would cough up a large piece of their lungs while coughing, and then swallow them back without changing their expression?

"Hiss, you're coughing like this, I'm afraid you're seriously ill." Su Che held Chen Taixiang's ID card in his hand, and asked with concern while holding a scalpel, "As a professional doctor, how about I perform an operation for you?" pulmonary disease?"

Su Che made a series of coquettish operations from the teaching building to the office building, and the audience in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.

"That's why you say that forcing the king is forcing the king. You don't do anything related to people. You stab the teacher ghost in the back, shock the red-clothed ghost with electric shock, and now you come to operate on the old ghost with tuberculosis. You say you are still a human being." ?”

"Where is the person who said that Brother Long will be crushed by a female ghost? Get out, if Brother Long is not crushed by a female ghost, see if my weight of two hundred and eighty catties can crush you to death."

"This spooky red-clothed ghost doesn't seem to be very good. It is completely incomparable with the one I met three years ago. Although I forced the king to face him, I still want to say, this red-clothed ghost. Didn't eat tonight? Use some strength!"

"Daoist Zhang, I heard that you are very brave? Why don't you come to my house, Brother Jie, and give you some good things."

The flowing barrage in the live broadcast room stopped immediately, and was instantly erased from the screen of the live broadcast room.

"Brother, can you really cure him?" Long Wenhua asked in a low voice.

Su Che poked and said, "I know how to treat a fart, cheat people and break the law, can't I cheat ghosts?"

Taking the consecrated tombstone from Long Wenhua, Su Che twitched his index finger at the old man on crutches, "Come here, the doctor is kind, I, Su, will definitely cure your lung disease for you!"

Da da da.

The crutches beat the floor desperately, the coughing of the old man on crutches became louder and louder, and more and more organs were vomited casually, as if he wanted to cough up all the organs in the abdominal cavity before he would stop.

"If you don't come, then I'll go over to see you." Su Che approached the old man on crutches holding the consecrated tombstone, and a hot wave gushed out.

Every time Su Che took a step forward, the old man on crutches who was coughing violently took a step back until there was no way to retreat, and he fell on the stairs. Su Che looked at him and shook his head, "It's hopeless, wait for death."

Picking up the consecrated tombstone was about to deal a fatal blow to the old man on crutches. Finally, the old man on crutches breathed out from his severe cough, and he said tremblingly, "You, you are by no means the teachers of this school. I can feel Qiu Lan's breath."

"Are you here to look for Qiu Lan?" The old man on crutches pointed at Su Che tremblingly. He gasped weakly when he said this, "Qiu Lan has already left this school. A ghost who called himself Li Rusong snatched Su Che away. got my work permit, and buried this school over his grave..."

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Waking up from the dream again.

who I am?Where am I?What should I do?

My name is Tie... No, I am Li Rusong!

It was before, it is now, and it will be in the future.

look around.

This is a dark secret room, with dozens of green will-o'-the-wisps lit on the surrounding walls, and the sounds of pleading, screaming, and howling came from all directions, and many distorted grimaces could be vaguely seen in the green flames. The eyes are vicious and disgusting.

Crawling out of the long-decayed coffin, the purpose of entry is the pale mourning clothes worn at the funeral, straw ropes, white clothes, high hats and mourning sticks. It is extremely difficult to make any movements with stiff joints, and the skeleton of bamboo tendons makes an unpleasant creaking sound .

A sour feeling welled up in my heart, and a line of muddy tears flowed down uncontrollably, wetting the face made of white paper.

Damn, that nasty feeling is back.

my body.......

Where are you my body...

chicken!

that cock!

The remaining memory, the last picture.

It swung its strong chicken thighs, cracked the skylight with its claws, and it attacked me!

The trembling, panic, and powerless emotions gushing from the depths of my soul completely enveloped me.

How could there be such a fierce cock in this world.

This unscientific......

The deep darkness that came like a tide swallowed up the last sanity, and the paper man holding a mourning stick, wearing a high hat and a straw rope around his waist, waved the mourning stick in his hand, and dozens of will-o'-the-wisps that were lit in the secret room suddenly went out.

Those restrained, weeping, howling, cursing, fierce ghosts with vicious eyes all poured into Zhizharen's body.

Do not!

I just want to live, that's all...

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"Li Rusong stole your work permit and buried No. [-] Middle School on top of his grave?" Su Che retracted the consecrated tombstone, "When did that happen?"

The old man on crutches coughed loudly again. He obviously wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a sudden violent cough. He beat his chest desperately and vomited out bloody internal organs.

Like a terminally ill person, it seems that he will die of illness at any time.

A bluish-black color rose from the face of the old man on crutches, and his expression of panting in pain froze instantly, turning into a sinister thought that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

The heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and the five internal organs in the body gradually take shape.

Su Che personally felt the drastic changes that had taken place in the old man on crutches. The consecrated tombstone in his hand stood neatly in front of the old man on crutches. Under the action of the roiling heat, he really wanted to stand up on crutches, but was firmly suppressed by the consecrated tombstone. He couldn't even move a finger, black smoke curled up, and the face of the old man on crutches became distorted due to pain.

Calling Long Wenhua, asking him to support the consecration of the tombstone, Su Che picked up a scalpel and inserted the organs vomited up by the old man on crutches, opened his mouth and stuffed them back.

"What kind of operation is this that I don't understand?" Zhao Hao was speechless. What you said just now clearly sounded reasonable, but what you did did not match what you said at all, hey!

The old man on crutches struggled feebly, and his black face suddenly turned dark red like the environment of No. [-] Middle School. He retched violently, but he couldn't spit out anything.

Long Wenhua complained, "Could it be that this is the operation to cure lung disease that you said?"

"It's stuffed back where it came from, and I've had a scalpel, is there any problem with surgery?" Su Che didn't look back, he watched the face of the old man on crutches turn from black to dark red.

vomit vomit...

It didn't even want the crutches anymore. It knelt down on the ground, clutching its throat with its hands as if trying to pull out Su Che's internal organs. After a long while, it was in vain, and then looked at Su Che with malicious eyes , "Go, go, Li Rusong is here..."

After saying this, his eyes full of malice froze, and there was a crackling sound like glass shattering in his body. Not long after, he was lying sickly on the corridor, oozing from his eyes, ears, nose, and throat. Bloody water submerged the entire corpse.

"Impossible, Li Rusong's body is placed in the autopsy room of the West City Detachment, under heavy guard, how could it escape?" Zhao Hao said in disbelief.

Su Che said for a moment, "Maybe he wasn't talking about Li Rusong, but the ghost that attached to Li Rusong's body and wanted to revive his soul!"

After a moment.

The rebirth of Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School among the ghosts has changed.

Leaving the office building, the work permit of the principal of No. [-] Middle School has already been taken by the ghost who occupied Li Rusong's body. Everything in this school is undergoing drastic changes at a jaw-dropping speed. The dark red color that filled No. [-] Middle School quickly faded , faint will-o'-the-wisps rose from every classroom in the numerous teaching buildings, and mournful cries echoed near and far in everyone's ears.