In the car downstairs, Li Xu had fallen asleep. Xu Jiayuan splashed cold water on his face to keep himself awake.

They didn't sleep last night, nor did they sleep well during the day. They came here as soon as they woke up. It's normal to feel sleepy in the middle of the night.

Li Xu could sleep. After all, he came here only because he was the one who brought the floral skirt out of the haunted house, so he was like a guardian. He asked to come here, so the Special Security Bureau did not refuse.

As a member of the Special Security Bureau, Xu Jiayuan couldn't sleep. He had to stay here and watch. If anything happened, he would have to clean up the mess.

Although Chi Shen also said that he would clean up the mess, in Xu Jiayuan's opinion, even if Chi Shen showed extraordinary communication skills with ghosts, he was just an ordinary citizen. Cleaning up the mess was his responsibility, and he couldn't expect Chi Shen to do it.

So Xu Jiayuan patted the water on the back of his neck again.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the car window. Xu Jiayuan was startled and turned around to see a spirit tablet with a bloody palm.

Xu Jiayuan:!

The slender pale hand holding the spirit tablet was raised and pointed in the direction of the community.

Xu Jiayuan then realized that it was Chi Shen who came back. He was so drowsy that he almost fell asleep just now, and he forgot that Chi Shen went out for a walk again. It would be fine if he just went out for a walk, but he even went out for a walk in the middle of the night with a tablet in his arms. Wasn’t he afraid of scaring the children?

However, Chi Shen did not come in, and he did not say much. Then he looked in the direction Chi Shen pointed, and saw a little starlight floating out of a house in the community and floating up to the sky.

"It's over," Xu Jiayuan exhaled slowly, "We can go back to sleep now."

Chi Shen also opened the car door and got in. He put Bai Wan's tablet back into his backpack. The few of them waited for a while until Gui Lian came back and Xu Jiayuan drove away.

The sound of the car door closing woke Li Xuzhen up. He opened his eyes just in time to see the last few beads of light floating up into the sky. He touched his neck and said, "I don't know why, but I'm still a little uncomfortable."

Xu Jiayuan said from the side: "The ghost on your neck has disappeared, shouldn't you be happy?"

"I used to feel uncomfortable. I always felt that the clothes I bought were not right, and sometimes I couldn't breathe smoothly," Li Xu smiled slightly, "but now that I'm gone, I feel like something is missing."

Chi Shen picked up the red-dressed ghost girl from the back seat and pushed her to the front: "Boss, take a look at this one, it only has hands and head, and also long hair, it's lighter than the floral dress, it can make up for your regret."

Li Xu turned his head and saw the red-dressed female ghost laughing funny and scary in front of him. He felt his heart skip a beat and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I'll just get used to it. I'll just get used to it. She should just follow you."

Chi Shen showed a regretful expression, and the female ghost in red did not look happy either. She was ready to teach Li Xu a lesson, but was immediately picked up by Chi Shen and stuffed into his backpack.

After this shock, Li Xu also sobered up. He picked up his phone and started to look at the plan given by the artist. According to him, now is the time to be in the horror atmosphere of ghosts, the selected plan must be the most suitable! The modification suggestions given must be the best! So we should look at it now!

As an employee who could not be found during non-working hours, Chi Shen would naturally not accompany Li Xu to look at the art plan at this moment. His eyes were already on Huang Lingling.

The only victim of the Hong Kong serial murder case that can be found is Huang Lingling.

Huang Lingling was also looking at him in the car at this moment. The dim light of the street lights on both sides made her look a little lonely, like an abandoned child.

"So, what do you wish for?"

Huang Lingling raised the corner of her mouth and revealed a wicked smile: "I don't want to disappear. I don't have any wishes."

"Really?" Chi Shen also smiled, "I'll give you another chance."

Huang Lingling looked up at him and said, "I don't buy it. I just want to live. I don't want to disappear."

Chi Shen thought for a moment, his eyes fell on Huang Lingling's legs, and he concluded: "It seems that I was too good to you and helped you reconnect your legs."

Hearing this, Huang Lingling's expression suddenly changed. She looked at Chi Shen warily: "What do you want to do?"

"So, children are the most troublesome. It's just because you helped me that I want to help you realize a wish." Chi Shen looked at Huang Lingling's eyes, which began to darken and his pupils became deep. "Then let me see what you want."

The chaotic and noisy memories passed by like a speeding train. As a child, Huang Lingling was full of resentment. She remembered much more than the headless ghost in the floral dress and the others. She even remembered everything about her life clearly.

Those memories of her previous life were the reasons why she became a ghost.

The beatings and scoldings from Huang Liuqiang, the pain of having his legs broken, and then the cold and hunger.

Chi Shen saw an old woman who would feed Huang Lingling when she had no food to eat, mend her clothes, and give her clothes that her own children could no longer wear.

That was the old woman whose hands were chopped off by Huang Liuqiang.

At that time, deep hatred was buried in Huang Lingling's young memory.

She wanted Huang Liuqiang to die, but she also wanted Huang Liuqiang to be good to her, just like any other father.

Occasionally, Huang Liuqiang would come back from playing cards and bring her a steamed bun, and she would be very happy.

Huang Lingling's memory can be seen to the end at a glance. Since she could remember, her life has been full of pain. The old grandmother who occasionally showed her warmth was also killed by Huang Liuqiang himself.

After watching all this, Chi Shen already had a vague idea in his mind, but Huang Lingling's memory was still moving forward. Just at the end, Chi Shen's originally calm emotions fluctuated slightly.

He saw the source of all his suffering, the so-called fortune teller who told Huang Liuqiang to worship the God of Wealth.

In the dim afternoon sunlight, Huang Lingling sat on the steps of the gate and played with the weeds on the ground. She was in a good mood today because her father gave her an egg that she couldn't finish at noon, and she finally had a full meal today.

Then, she saw a man walking into her yard. The man was well dressed and looked like those city people she had seen. She even thought the way he walked was very nice. Being too young to understand what it meant to have an upright posture or to be gentle and elegant, she just thought that man was good-looking.

The man glanced at Huang Lingling who was sitting on the steps, ignored her, and knocked on her door.

Her father opened the door quickly, and when he saw the visitor, he was almost smiling. He asked him to sit down and served him tea and water very attentively.

She rarely saw her father like this, so she took note of it.

The man didn't stay in her house for long. He just chatted for a few words and then left. After he left, her father started carving the God of Wealth.

The cause of the Hong Kong City serial murders seemed to be one person's greed and cruelty, but Chi Shen saw that there was an inducement for all this.

And the man who asked Huang Liuqiang to worship the God of Wealth had a profile that was almost exactly like Ji Xingchen!

Chi Shen withdrew from Huang Lingling's memory.

Huang Lingling sat in the shadows where even the street lights could not see her, and her smile as she looked at Chi Shen became even more wicked.

“You saw it.”