Chapter 1507: See the 'ghost' mortuary teacher (2)
In line with the mentality of not being good if I am not good, Lin Na sent a video to Chen Ruoruo.
Chen Ruoruo couldn't accept it at all after seeing it, and jumped directly from the balcony at home!
Chen Ruoruo died, and the huge compensation left by her parents was in accordance with the law. She had no spouse or children, only her aunt and her family.
So, the aunt's family got the money as they wished.
Actually, Chen Ruoruo wasn't really in hell, she was just a drug that Lin Na added to the oatmeal she eats every day, which could stimulate the nerves of the brain and cause hallucinations.
Everyone saw different hallucinations. During that time, Lin Na would drag her to watch ghost movies every day. Over time, Chen Ruoruo began to see 'ghosts'—
After receiving the host's memory, Ling Wuzhi was about to receive the plot, but the phone call interrupted her directly.
As soon as he heard the ringtone, he knew that he had a job, so Ling Wuzhi didn't dare not answer it.
opened his eyes and pressed the answer button to his ear: "Boss."
"I'm back to take an order, I'm in a hurry." The voice of Chen Ruoruo's boss Yang Wenhao came from there.
"Okay, I'll be right back."
Ling Wuzhi rubbed her head. If she remembered correctly, the body had just stayed up late and returned home from get off work when she came.
No wonder I feel so tired!
It's been so long before I have to work again!
sighed, but still got up from the bed.
After washing up as soon as possible, put on a white shirt and suit pants.
Walking out of the room, Ling Wuyi glanced at the closed door on the opposite side.
In that room, Lin Na lived.
Lin Na just moved in last week, so Chen Ruoruo hasn't seen a 'ghost' yet.
When passing by the kitchen, Ling Wuzhi glanced at the oat flour packaging box that was there.
This morning, when Chen Ruoruo came home from get off work, she made a bowl for herself to drink. I don’t know if there is any drug in it now?
Ling Wuzhi didn't stay for too long, he changed his shoes and went out.
When arrived at the company, her partner An Yuan had already arrived.
Seeing that Ling Wuzhi was wearing work clothes and cleaning, she whispered and gossip next to her, "Hey, do you know who we are going to serve next?"
"I don't know, I didn't ask the boss." Ling Wuyi replied.
"I know! I just watched it, I can't believe it's him! I really can't believe it!" An Yuan said regretfully.
Ling Wuzhi raised his eyebrows and turned to look at her: "What? Do you know him?"
"It's not just me who knows him! People all over the country know him!"
"Who? Is it a star?"
"Yeah, that just won the Best Singer of the Year Award, singer Xi Ziqiu!"
With a bang, the disinfectant bottle in Ling Wuwei's hand fell to the ground.
She stared at An Yuan with wide eyes: "Are you sure? Are you sure it's Xi Ziqiu?!"
"I'm sure! It's Xi Ziqiu. His mother sent him here. It is said that he committed suicide by jumping off the building... Eh Ruoruo, what are you doing running so fast..."
Ling Wuzhi ran to the room where the mat Qiu was parked while contacting Xia Lun.
In the end, after contacting for a long time, Sharon didn't answer her.
When Ling Wuyi walked into the room, only her boss, Yang Wenhao, was there.
Seeing Ling Wuzhang running out of breath, Yang Wenhao turned to look at her: "Why are you running in such a hurry?"
Ling Wuyi didn't have the time to pay attention to Yang Wenhao, and went directly to the bed to look at the body covered with white cloth.
Yang Wenhao said in a very formulaic way: "The popular singer Xi Ziqiu, 30 years old, committed suicide by jumping from the balcony of his apartment at 8 o'clock this morning."
Ling Wuyi still couldn't believe it, the system reminded her when she came, that Xi Ziqiu's brain waves had just entered the host.
And this host, Ling Wuwei, knows, is the popular singer Xi Ziqiu, who is exactly the same as Xi Ziqiu in both name and appearance.
But now...he is lying here!
Ling Wuzhi trembled and lifted the white cloth covering the corpse's face.
jumped to his death, his skull was cracked open, exposing his brains stained with blood.
His head has been deformed and even looks a little disgusting.
But Ling Wuzhi looked at that face intently, at the almost deformed face.
Yes, though in disbelief, this is Matsuzaki.
Ling Wuzhi took two steps back, his head buzzed, his vision blurred.
Seeing that Ling Wuyi was in a bad mood, Yang Wenhao hurried over to support her: "What's the matter? Is he your idol? Can you? If not, go to rest."
Ling Wuzhi didn't answer him, so Yang Wenhao helped Ling Wuzhi go out and sit down, and then poured water for her.
At this time, Ling Wuyi finally got in touch with Xia Lun. She yelled at Xia Lun as soon as she contacted him, and then asked him, "What's going on?!"
"Accident! I just went to investigate, so I didn't bother to contact you."
"What should I do now? The president's host is dead, what about the president's brainwaves? Why didn't the system remind me who the president's brainwaves are looking for now?"
"Because... the president has no host now. Without a suitable host, his brain waves can only wander in this world in a virtual form."
"What do you mean? Virtual form, how do I attack him? Or do I have to wait until he has a suitable host before attacking?"
"Don't worry, wait a minute, I'll make a system now, so that you can see the virtual form of the president, so that you can also improve your favorability."
Hearing what Sharon said, Ling Wuzhi felt relieved.
Just don’t worry here…
She raised her head and looked at the room where Xi Ziqiu was staying, and that man... looked exactly like Xi Ziqiu, but at this moment he was lying there without the slightest sign of life.
Really, Ling Wuzhi felt that he could not accept it!
She couldn't help but think... If one day Mat Qiu is also lifeless lying on the cold iron bed...
Just thinking about Ling Wuzhi like this makes me feel like I'm dying of heartache!
"Drink a glass of water to ease the mood." Yang Wenhao's voice pulled Ling Wuzhi back to his senses.
Ling Wuyi looked up at him, took the white disposable water cup, and said softly, "Thank you boss."
"Don't do this, I'll just do it with An Yuan..."
Before Yang Wenhao finished speaking, Ling Wuwei stood up: "No! I want to come in person!"
Seeing Ling Wuyi's resolute attitude, Yang Wenhao paused and nodded: "That's good, but don't bring your personal emotions to work."
"Don't worry, boss, three years of experience is not in vain." While speaking, Ling Wuyi barely raised the corners of her lips and smiled at Yang Wenhao.
"I'm not ready, now go back and prepare."
After saying a word, Ling Wuzhi continued to do the cleaning work—