MTL - True and False Daughters Joined Forces [Metaphysics]-Chapter 14 hell door open

After twelve o'clock, the gate of **** opened.

Countless ghosts came from the underworld to the world, rejoicing as if they had just been released from prison, roaming the wide midnight streets to their heart's content.

Su Yunshao opened the curtains, and unsurprisingly saw a group of ghosts poking their brains at the door of their villa, wanting to come in and stroll around, but they seemed to be worried about something and didn't dare to act rashly.

The young kid couldn't stand it any longer, and was the first to climb the fence of the gate.

With a scream of "Ah-", the little devil's hand was scalded just after he hit the fence.

Climbing, the yellow talisman attached to the fence lit up, flashing a warning red light in the deep night, as if to say: this road is dead.

In an instant, the ghosts screamed and fled.

"Mamma Mia, this house can't be entered, it's scattered."

"People just haven't lived in a villa when they were alive, so I want to go in and see."

"Too bullying woo woo woo..."

"Hmph, more stingy than a cheapskate!"

Su Yunshao, who could hear clearly: "..."

She was worried that there would be a ghost who would make trouble while the ghosts were walking at night, but now it seems that the possibility of danger is very low.

That's right, before she came, the Su family still spent all the Dragon Boat Festival safely.

This world is still a little different from the world she lives in. Ghosts are not so ferocious, and they will not kill people at every turn.

Perhaps because of this, the metaphysics of this world has declined a little bit.

Just as I was thinking about it, Yama, who loves debt collection, called.

Su Yunshao's first reaction was: I haven't received merit in the past two days, this one is here to collect debts again?

As soon as the phone was connected, an unusually cold voice came from the opposite side: "There is a Specter fleeing, you go and catch it."

Su Yunshao: ? ? ?

This is the tone of assigning others to work for granted. Are you my boss? !

Specter escaped when the gates of ghosts opened on the Dragon Boat Festival, and made it clear that the civil servants in the underworld were negligent in their duties, and whoever made the mistake was responsible for cleaning up the mess.

"Can the work of the underworld civil servants be outsourced?"

Yama said: "You are an exception."

Su Yunshao recited "the biggest creditor" three times silently, and his mood was as calm as stagnant water.

Even knowing that the number of Specter Ghosts to be arrested is unknown, the workload is difficult to calculate, and there is no outsourcing salary, all of them are white laborers, and there is not much disturbance in the backwater.

If you have merit, you can use it to repair the pen. If you don't have merit, you can use it as an accumulation of yin. After you die, you can still chat with the King of Hell and try to get a good baby in your next life.

According to the King of Hell, most of the ghosts who fled died terribly, and they did not succeed in revenge before being taken away by the emissary.

With only this little information, it's no wonder that Su Yunshao can catch the Specter with this.

This is not her previous life when she had a lot of ghost envoys answering every call. She doesn't have a capable ghost envoy now, so she can only ask foreign aid for help.

Su Yunshao sent a message to Qin Shuo: [Deputy Qin, is there any unsolved tragedy in City B? 】

In the early hours of the morning, Qin Shuo hadn't slept yet, and replied in seconds: [Why, do you want to help me? 】

Su Yunshao: [Serving the people. 】

Qin Shuo: 【Is your ideological awareness so high? The iron rice bowl of civil servants is waving at you! 】

Su Yunshao: [Have you? 】

Qin Shuo: [There must be, you wait, I will find the link for you. 】

Su Yunshao: [? 】

Su Yunshao stared at the [inputting] prompt, waiting for Qin Shuo's answer, and soon the interface turned into a call request.

Qin Shuo: "Do you know the script to kill?"

"I've heard of some." Qin Jian still wanted to invite her to play, but she refused because she wanted to cultivate a jade talisman.

"A month ago, eight people went to the decryption villa to play the script to kill. When they came back, half of them died, and each death was more terrifying. The eight people's identities were different, and there was no connection. The living people all had alibi when the crime happened. open case."

Su Yunshao: "I remember you have regulations." The details of the case cannot be disclosed to ordinary people.

"I didn't forget." Qin Shuo finally found the news link of the case and sent it to Su Yunshao, "I'm talking about the information that can be found on the Internet, and I didn't violate the rules."

After a pause, he lowered his voice and said, "Mainly because I think this case may not be contrived."

The case of the ghost, he, the human policeman, is afraid that he can't solve it even if he tries to break his head.

Instead of becoming a headless unsolved case, which is sealed in the archives, leaving the deceased dead unclear, it is better to take this opportunity to seek foreign aid for help!

The case is not over yet, and the journalists have little information.

Just looking at these written descriptions, Su Yunshao couldn't tell whether it was man-made or ghostly, or he had to make an on-the-spot investigation before talking about it.

At ten o'clock in the morning, she took a taxi to Decrypt Villa.

It is said to be a villa, but it is actually a few small villas located in the suburbs.

It used to be a farmhouse. Later, the wind of farmhouse was not so big. Some people bought it and renovated it. Then I collected a few scripts with online plot logic, and found someone to post on Weibo and public accounts to create momentum, attracting a group of young people who love script killing. people come.

Even if the four people who came here to play the script to kill died, the business would not be affected.

When Su Yunshao arrived, he was stopped by a young lady in ancient costume when she tried to enter.

Miss: "Do you have an appointment?"

Su Yunshao: "Make an appointment now, when can I go in?"

The young lady smiled, "You need to make an appointment two days in advance to play script killing in our villa. Saturdays and Sundays are the peak time for people. You can make an appointment now and come back two days later."

Su Yunshao could wait for two days, but he wasn't sure whether Li Gui's target of revenge could wait.

"Yun Shao?"

The voice came from behind, and it sounded a little familiar.

Su Yunshao turned around and saw Qin Jian and Bai Xingchen, Lei Chuman and Zhao Qinghua were not there.

Qin Jian trotted forward, her face full of surprise: "Didn't you reject my invitation? Why did you suddenly come alone?"

Bai Xingchen had a hunch, "It should be something."

Su Yunshao nodded and looked at Qin Jian, "This is the script killing you want to play?"

"That's right." Qin Jian was even more excited when he saw his little friend, "Several people who came here to play the script to kill have died. It is rumored on the Internet that this is a murder villa, and those who have done bad things can't come. Otherwise, it will be life-threatening, of course I have to come and see!"

Su Yunshao: ? ? ?

Bai Xingchen explained: "Some people broke the news on the Internet that the way the four deceased behaved in the world on weekdays was quite criticized. After their death, many people applauded. Some people said that the girls from **** came to ask for their lives, and they only accepted people with no morality and wickedness. life."

Su Yunshao: "...As far as I know, most of the people in the underworld are men, and the few women are not young."

It is not impossible to call Po Meng a **** girl.

Hearing this, Qin Jian and Bai Xingchen's expressions were blank for a second, as if they were shocked by something unbelievable.

The old-fashioned lady who had not left silently moved behind Su Yunshao and reminded in a low voice, "This girl from **** may not be the same as the one you know."

Su Yunshao realized that he was wrong, and took out his mobile phone to search for the keyword: Hell girl.

The content that jumped out made Su Tianshi's eyes widen in surprise, and his vitality was about to move in his body, "The ghosts and gods of the next country still want to manage across borders?"

When the underworld civil servants in their country don't exist?

Su Yunshao smiled and turned off the phone. If the massacre in the decryption villa was really done by the ghosts and gods of the next country, then don't blame her... and go to the King of Hell.

That man was cold-faced, stingy, held grudges, protected his shortcomings, and most importantly: his territorial awareness was super-strong.

The other three present subconsciously glanced at the direction of the air conditioner. Is the temperature a little low?