Chapter 66 They are going to catch me soon!
When Ruan Mingxuan saw the person who appeared at the door, the smile on her face faded.
She would never forget how frivolous and unselfish that man was that night.
"What are you doing here?"
He Wangyao came back to her senses, "Hello, young lady, I'm here to look for... Ruan Mingzhuo."
Ruan Mingxuan frowned, "Young lady? Who told you to talk so greasy! And Zhuzhuo is not here."
He Wangyao was dumbfounded. How could she be greasy? Young lady was just a title to bring people closer together, and many people are using it now.
Mingzhuo saw the person standing stupidly at the door and took the initiative to walk over, "Let's go outside and talk."
This matter was hard to explain. The second sister felt that she was offended, but He Wangyao had no memory of that night. After all, it was an evil spirit that occupied his body at that time, and his soul was still trapped in the ghost nest.
Ruan Mingying: "Zhuzhuo, you talk about the matter, we won't disturb you. If there is anything, you must shout loudly, don't be afraid."
Ruan's mother: "Let Ah Hu wait at the door."
He Wangyao was still confused until he walked out of the villa, "Master, why do I feel that your family has a lot of opinions about me?"
Mingzhuo told him what happened that night.
He Wangyao: "No, I am innocent, Master! I am not that kind of person!"
Ming Zhuo: "I know, but this matter should not be made public. Try to stay away from my family."
In the next few minutes, He Wangyao fell into self-isolation. As long as he thought about what bad things the evil spirit had done with his body, he would feel sick.
"Okay, tell me quickly, what is it?" Ming Zhuo urged after entering Luowuju.
He Wangyao came back to his senses, "It's like this, one of my father's business partners, his daughter has had some problems recently..."
His uncle, because he was busy making money all year round, had always neglected to discipline his children. He was the kind of person who used money to buy family affection.
He had a hard life, and felt that since he had given his children a life without worries, there was nothing to complain about, after all, there was no gain without sacrifice.
But his daughter didn't think so. She felt that other people were accompanied by their parents at every class meeting or spring outing, but you let the secretary send me away, which means you don't love me!
The father and daughter had a quarrel not long ago. After the quarrel, the daughter thought to herself, if you don't love me, then what's the point of living?
The eldest daughter, who had spent money and felt lonely and empty, decided to die to make her determination clear, leaving a corpse for her family and letting her father regret it.
She searched the Internet for many ways to commit suicide, tried them, but was afraid of the pain and the ugly death, so she gave up one by one.
Unexpectedly, at this time, someone took the initiative to add her QQ and pulled her into a group.
In that group, everyone's comments were very negative, and they even discussed how to commit suicide quickly. It was actually a suicide group.
My daughter wanted to vent her emotions at first, and she thought it was fun, so she joined the discussion. Then, under the guidance of the administrator and the group leader, she made an appointment with several people to go to the 100-foot building in the city to commit suicide.
She thought it was just a casual online chat. After all, why would she want to die? If she wanted to get revenge on her father, she might as well buy a few more bags.
She didn't go on the day of the appointment. Who knew that the next day she saw on the news that three people committed suicide by jumping off the 100-foot building.
Before they died, those people tied stones to their chests and fell from a building several hundred meters high. Their blood and brains splattered all over the ground. Their deaths were extremely tragic.
It was originally just a short line of description in the news, but the daughter seemed to have seen the scene. The scene appeared in her mind and she was so scared that she had a fever that night.
She was completely scared and wanted to quit the group, but found that she couldn't quit no matter what.
Not only that, she began to dream, and for several days in a row, she dreamed that three bloody people questioned her why she fled in the middle of a battle.
The three people were far away from her at first, but as time went on, she found that the three people were getting closer and closer to her, and the expressions on their faces became more and more ferocious and terrifying.
It was as if if he came a little closer, he would pounce on her and tear her into pieces!
She was completely frightened by this speculation. How could she dare to bear it alone? She told her father about it immediately.
At first, the uncle thought that his daughter was scaremongering and using the old trick to threaten him, and did not take it too seriously.
But that night, he deliberately got home early from work, and then found that his daughter had closed her eyes and cut her wrists with a knife in the middle of the night.
The blood flowed on the floor in front of the bed, soaking into some strange patterns.
The uncle was frightened, and he and the housekeeper and the servant worked together to take the knife away. When the daughter woke up, her first reaction was to scream in fear.
"Dad, they are going to catch me, they are going to catch me soon!" The daughter left these words and fainted.
After hearing the story, Ming Zhuo looked up and found that Gu Xu had come back at some point.
He was holding his suit jacket with his hand, revealing a piece of wrist bone as white as snow.
"Sorry, I didn't disturb you because I heard you talking." Gu Xu walked in.
He Wangyao stood up subconsciously, "Ah Xu, you're back."
After Ming Zhuo greeted Gu Xu, he said to He Wangyao, "According to you, this matter is very serious and must be resolved tonight." The
previous dream was still far away, but now it was already at the point where it could hurt people. In the next step, the girl would be dead.
He Wangyao also knew the seriousness of the matter, but the uncle only remembered to contact Hezhou in the afternoon. He had already rushed over as soon as he received the call from his father.
He immediately became nervous, "What should I do? They are in Baichi City. Can I get there now?"
Ming Zhuo: "Buy the next flight. You must arrive before 12 o'clock tonight."
Otherwise, the ghost will come to claim your life and you will be killed on the spot.
He Wangyao hurriedly took out his mobile phone to check the flight information, but it was not a coincidence that all flights before nine o'clock were sold out, and flights after nine o'clock were obviously too late.
Gu Xu was sitting on the sofa, listening to the conversation between the two. He suddenly said, "Why don't you take my private plane?"
Ming Zhuo turned to look at him, feeling uneasy. Mr. Gu is really rich!
He Wangyao was overjoyed, "Thank you, Ah Xu, Ah Xu, you are such a good person!"
Gu Xu took her cell phone to apply for a flight route, and had to go home with Ming Zhuo to explain that she had to go to Baichi City for something in the evening.
An hour and a half later, Ming Zhuo and Gu Xu boarded a private plane.
"Thank you for accompanying me on this special trip." Ming Zhuo thought about it and decided to thank him.
Otherwise, she might find it difficult to leave the house tonight.
Mr. Gu's reputation is very effective. When the Ruan family heard that they were going to take Mr. Gu's private plane, they were speechless.
Ruan Mingying asked, "Baby, do you have to go?" Seeing Ming Zhuo nodded affirmatively, she said, "Okay, I must go home tomorrow.
" But the family still sent Ah Hu over.
Gu Xu: "No, you are doing a good deed, of course I have to help you."
He put his hand on the armrest. In the past, he would never listen to these boring ghost stories.
After all, this is contrary to his previous cognition.
But now he feels that everything that happens to the other person is real.
He is willing to experience it together and feel this magnificent wave.