"Will that ghost come?"

Yang Jian stayed at home all night and never slept. His eyes were covered with bloodshot and he looked at the direction of the door very tiredly.

The door is not closed.

Because he wanted to see the ghost appear as soon as possible.

But things are not as perfect as I imagined.

"I can't keep guarding this ghost here forever. If the ghost has left here and doesn't plan to come back, I'm just a waste of time. Now time is precious to me."

Yang Jian rubbed his blood-covered eyes to let himself wake up and relax.

I had to go crazy if I kept going like this all night.

"If you can't find this ghost in a short time, you must make plans." Yang Jian stood up from the sofa, took a shower, packed up his things and prepared to go out.

The plan for both is to find a way to survive if you can survive.

Second... If you really want to die, it is necessary to make some money to support your parents in the future.

Carrying a schoolbag, Yang Jian walked out of this somewhat old residential building.

He looked up at the hot sun outside and felt a little dizzy.

"But the ghost doesn't seem to be afraid of the sun." Yang Jian touched the back of his hand, but did not feel any abnormal reaction in the eye.

In other words, even during the day, ghosts may appear.

Folk legends say that ghosts only appear at night, and now it seems that this remark has been overturned.

It can only be said that the light during the day can give people a certain sense of security and make people less afraid.

"Boss, do you recycle your phone?"

Yang Jian came to a small shop next to the street where he repaired his mobile phone.

The mobile phone store owner took a look and said, "Brother will not accept it, only the smart phones that have been released in the past two years."

Yang Jian sat down and said, "I don't sell the mobile phones in my hand, I want to sell these."

He took out the phone that Zhang Wei, Wang Shanshan, Zhao Lei and others didn't want from his schoolbag.

"So many? Where did you steal it?" The boss was stunned for a moment, looking at the smartphones that were available in various models and looked at Yang Jian with some doubts.

"My friend doesn't want it, I'll give it to me. Besides, can you steal such a new phone? Boss, you can estimate the price. If it's right, I'll sell it all." Yang Jian said.

The boss looked at it and found that it was indeed good products. The mobile phone was very new, and the market price was two or three thousand yuan, and the price was seven or eight thousand yuan.

"Your unit is worthless, I can only give you three hundred."

"This one is good. I will receive one thousand yuan, and this one is three thousand yuan..." The boss estimated the price.

At this time, one of the mobile phones on the counter suddenly rang.

Yang Jian took a look and it showed: Dad.

God knows which classmate's father this is.

"The owner is calling." The boss smiled and said, "I will cause trouble if I find it, and I can only collect five hundred of this phone."

After saying that, he planned to turn off the phone.

Yang Jian picked it up and connected the channel; "It was not the one who lost the boss, it was my friend's father."

"Hello."

A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Is it Yang Jian?"

"It's me, who are you?" Yang Jian said.

"Sure enough, Shanshan's cell phone is on you. I am Wang Shanshan's father Wang Bin. I have something to do to find you. Is it convenient for you? I want to meet you." Wang Bin said.

"It's Uncle Wang. I have some things to do these two days, a little busy, and it's not very convenient." Yang Jian said.

Wang Bin said: "It won't waste your time. Where are you? I'll drive to pick you up."

"Uncle Wang just say it right now. I really have something to do here and I can't leave for a while." Yang Jian said.

Wang Bin was silent for a moment and said, "It's about my daughter Shanshan. Do you know what happened to Shanshan at school that day?"

"Didn't Wang Shanshan tell you about the haunted school?" Yang Jian said.

School haunted?

On the other end of the phone, Wang Bin was stunned for a moment.

There are still such ridiculous things these days?

But Wang Bin did not laugh because he thought of the school blockade in the past two days and some strange things that happened to his daughter Shanshan. He felt that it was indeed a bit unusual.

"The school is haunted? You high school students still believe in this?" He asked back with some confusion.

"I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it." Yang Jian said: "What's wrong with Wang Shanshan? Have you hit a ghost again?"

Wang Bin said: "It may be just that she is a little nervous and timid, and she is scared. She always feels that something is looking for her and following her... and Shanshan says you can help her."

"Is there something following her?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he thought for a while: "Is it a baby?"

baby?

Wang Bin remembered the palm prints in the bathroom. Aren’t they just the baby’s palm prints?

"You think my house is haunted?"

Wang Bin said: "I'm asking you very seriously. Please don't treat me with haunted things. Shanshan's situation is very bad. If you know something, you still hope you will tell me the truth. Of course, as a reward, I won't owe you."

He is a successful person, how could he believe in nonsense in haunted?

Yang Jian pondered.

It can be judged from Wang Bin's tone and attitude on the phone that Wang Shanshan has indeed encountered a ghost.

It is very likely that it is the ghost baby who escaped from school.

It just doesn't make sense.

Although the ghost baby is not as terrifying as the old man who knocks on the door, Wang Shanshan is just an ordinary person. If she really meets him, she will not be alive now.

Ghosts will not discuss with you.

"Hey, can you hear it?" Wang Bin asked when Yang Jian heard the other end of the phone without saying a word.

Yang Jian came back to his senses and said, "I can solve Wang Shanshan's affairs, but this is a very troublesome thing. Last time I saved your daughter for free, I almost couldn't get out of school alive, but this time I don't plan to talk about favors. This time I don't plan to help for free, so Uncle Wang... I'll offer a price, how much do you plan to give to solve this problem for you?"

Wang Bin was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and immediately said: "If Shanshan can return to normal, I can give you a 20,000 yuan benefit fee in private. Of course, if you can't help my daughter, you won't get a penny."

I didn't expect that this student named Yang Jian was so old CD who knew how to collect money and do things.

His tone immediately became much different.

"Twenty thousand? I thought you would say 200. Twenty thousand is too little. This matter is very dangerous. It is not as simple as you think. If I don't come forward, it's not just Wang Shanshan. Maybe your family will die. That thing kills people without mercy." Yang Jian said.

If he wants to deal with the ghost baby, he must use the power of the evil ghost.

This will speed up the time for the resurrection of the evil spirit.

In other words, this is helping with your life.

Sacrifice yourself and illuminate others is a candle.

It is necessary for Yang Jian to earn a labor fee.

"Fifty thousand, how about it?" Wang Bin replied.

"It seems that Uncle Wang still understands the market conditions of such things. It starts with at least 5 million US dollars in solving a similar incident abroad. However, I am very fair in life. For the sake of my classmates, it is 500,000." Yang Jian said seriously.

"Damn it, 500,000, you're crazy about money, and you're also worried about it. You have the same face as a classmate." Wang Bin had a better temper and couldn't help but get angry when he heard this price.

Yang Jian didn't get angry and said, "Uncle Wang, you don't have to be angry. Although it hurts a little with your family's conditions of 500,000 yuan, it's not that you can't take it out. After all, a house in your house is worth at least 4 million yuan. Okay, let's talk about it here. Uncle Wang, please think it through and reply to a letter.

, it's better to be faster."

"Because it's too late, either Wang Shanshan dies, or I dies. If you want to find someone to help, it's not something that can be solved by spending money. Also, don't make this call in the future, call me another cell phone, and then the phone calls will be free."

After saying that, he told Wang Bin the phone number of Zhou Zheng’s satellite positioning, and then hung up the phone directly.

"Friend, if your mobile phones are combined, I will pay 5,000 yuan." The boss said at this time.

Five thousand?

Yang Jian put down the phone and frowned and said, "So little? Boss, please kid it."

"These mobile phones you have are not worth, for example, the latest fruit mobile phone is still fake." The boss said: "If you don't believe me, I'll show you."

After saying that, I took the phone apart and it was indeed fake.

Fake?

Let this profiteer bullshit.

Will he not know whether Zhang Wei’s phone is true or not?

Yang Jian's face sank: "Boss, you didn't secretly drop your phone while I was calling."

"How could I do such a thing with integrity? Your phone is obviously fake. If you don't want to sell it, you can take it back, and I won't accept other phones."

The boss looked indifferent and immediately changed his attitude and waved his hand to drive Yang Jian away.

Yang Jian stood up and grabbed his clothes, his blood-covered eyes emitting a faint red light with a strange indifference: "Do you, a profiteer, want to die? If you want to die, just say something, I will fulfill you, and you will deceive me."

The boss looked at Yang Jian's eyes and was shocked.

Is this the look that people should have?
Chapter completed!