The correct way to wash a female ghost's hair
Nan Yehe didn't have a very happy morning.
Hao Yuan had already tidied up the pile of paper covered with hearts; she hadn't let her throw it away.
Although she was a bit demanding at work, she had never harmed anyone when it came to personal relationships. If the other party was only trying to intimidate her, their motives didn't make sense.
Since there isn't more information yet, let's wait and see.
Nan Yehe rubbed his temples, raised his left hand, and glanced at his watch.
At lunchtime, what did Jiang Ziya say? She asked her to have lunch together?
Just as I was thinking this, that comrade called.
"General Manager! Haven't you come down for lunch yet?"
"I'm here," Nan Yehe said. "I'll be downstairs right away."
She quickly tidied her desk and went to the company cafeteria.
"Here, here!" Hearing Jiang Ziya's voice, she turned around and saw that the girl had found a window seat where she could see the building across the street.
Nan Yehe sat down opposite her.
"General Manager, General Manager, there's a high school reunion today. Are you going?" Jiang Ziya stated the purpose of the conversation directly.
Nan Yehe said uninterestedly, "Just tell me the more important thing. I don't believe a classmate can excite you this much."
Jiang Ziya smiled slyly: "There's no particular reason, we just feel lonely since you never come..."
"Oh." Seeing that she still refused to reveal the purpose of her trip, Nan Yehe didn't bother to press the matter further.
"So, are we going or not?" Jiang Ziya asked expectantly.
Nan Yehe nodded and continued eating her rice.
Ziya smiled and started eating.
She was determined to succeed today!
After dinner, Nan Yehe resumed her busy work.
It's already the end of the year, but she still has to work hard for a major event that happened recently.
A criminal case.
Regarding the case of the attack on the daughter of the owner of the building across the street, since the incident was discovered to have occurred within the construction site managed by their company, they are inextricably linked to it.
The construction workers were the prime suspects, and the company's stock price fell largely because of this case.
Sigh... Speaking of that victim, she was somehow involved.
The deceased was named Xu Jiu, the daughter of the chairman of the media company across the street. She was also her high school classmate, but Xu Jiu was in the class next door.
Xu Jiu was a very cheerful girl and one of the most popular people in the school; that was her only impression of her.
However, this outstanding girl was stabbed multiple times, her arms were pierced by steel bars, and her body was hanging from the wall. If she hadn't been discovered in time, she would be dead now.
However, becoming a vegetable isn't much better; she can't exactly pray for a miracle like in a TV drama, can she?
It's truly... a pity.
Nan Yehe rubbed her temples again, but the person who should be worrying about her now is someone else.
She shook her head and looked at the document in her hand. It was a photocopy of the details of Xu Jiu's victimization. Although she didn't really need to look at the document, for some reason, she felt she should.
"The time of the murder... from the evening of December 20th to the early morning of December 21st, roughly from 11 pm to 1 am the next day. At that time... I think I was working overtime..." Nan Yehe frowned, the dates of these two days felt somewhat familiar.
"The crime occurred near the workers' living quarters at the construction site. Near the workers' living quarters? If the attack failed, wouldn't it be easy to be discovered...?"
“Hmm… Victim: Xu Jiu.” Her attention finally settled on this name.
Suddenly, her phone beeped with a text message notification. Nan Ye closed the file and picked up her phone.
A text message from an unknown number reads:
:)
Nan Yehe's expression remained unchanged as she indifferently pressed the lock screen button.
here we go again.
She was getting tired of being threatened repeatedly.
Too lazy to call back an unknown number and trigger a paranormal event, she continued with what she was doing.
Unexpectedly, instead of her flirting, the other party flirted with her.
When the phone rang, Nan Yehe saw an unfamiliar number. After hesitating for two seconds, she answered it anyway.
She's usually quite busy, so being cautious is a good thing; it would be troublesome if she missed an important call.
Sure enough, as soon as she answered the phone, there was a series of noises on the other end, mixed with some faint sounds...
"Meow……"
Nan Yehe hung up the phone decisively, without even a moment's hesitation.
Hehe, it would be stupid not to expose her.
However, before she could turn her gaze back to the computer screen, her phone rang again.
If it's a different number, then I'll reluctantly answer it again.
This time, the other side was very decisive, without even making a sound, they gave her an extended luxury version—
"Meow……………………………………………………"
Nan Yehe was estimating the lung capacity of the person opposite her when the rather unsuccessful meow finally stopped. She took a deep breath and roared.
"Fuck you, get lost!"
The other side remained silent.
Then the call ended.
Nan Yehe calmly put down his phone, ignoring Hao Yuan, who was standing at the door completely terrified.
"General Manager... this is the year-end report. Please take a look. If there's nothing else, I'll head out now." Hao Yuan panicked for a few seconds, but her strong mental fortitude allowed her to hold back and finish speaking fluently.
Nan Yehe also felt a little embarrassed, after all, she wasn't a boss who often lost her temper (?), so she nodded to indicate that it was okay.
Hao Yuan retreated with a calm expression and hurried steps.
Nan Yehe breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the phone on the table, whose screen had gone black.
Things haven't been peaceful lately," she said, rubbing her temples.
At the end of the workday, Nan Yehe didn't want to leave the company at all, but because of what had happened in the past two days, she decided to go to the place Jiang Ziya had mentioned to attend the class reunion.
High school classmates... it feels like so many years ago. As Nan Yehe drove, she thought about how to defuse their awkward small talk, and what to do if she forgot their names or was forgotten by them.
Tsk, with Jiang Ziya around, everything should be fine. I can just get through this myself.
As she was thinking, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the car's display screen out of the corner of her eye, which almost made her step on the gas pedal in fright.
one!
Huge!!
Emoji!!!
As soon as Jiang Ziya opened the door, she saw Nan Yehe. Her expression was very gloomy, truly gloomy.
She put down her bag and sat down next to Nan Yehe. "You seem so distracted. Don't think about company matters during the gathering."
Nan Yehe looked up at her, gave her a complicated expression, and then picked up her phone. "What do you mean by someone sending me this emoji?"
Jiang Ziya glanced at it and said, "Isn't that a laughing-crying emoji? It's normal. People nowadays like to post random things."
Nan Yehe's expression became even more complicated. "What if it's not human?"
Jiang Ziya chuckled twice, "If this is a ghost, it's a very interesting soul."
Based on this? Nan Yehe wanted to ask about some things that had happened before, but just then everyone had arrived and the atmosphere suddenly became lively. Jiang Ziya quickly stood up and pulled her to greet each other.
"Hey, Mr. Nan, it's rare to see you here!" Classmate No. 1 greeted her warmly.
The title "General Manager Nan" didn't come about after she became the general manager; it was something that people started calling her in high school, and it eventually became a strange nickname.
"I was too busy before, but I happen to have some free time recently," Nan Yehe said.
Her attitude was somewhat cold, but the classmate was used to it and didn't pay much attention.
After exchanging glances for a while, everyone returned to their seats.
Nan Yehe continued eating her food silently, not saying much.
Jiang Ziya, however, was extremely enthusiastic. She was the propaganda committee member in her student days, so there were hardly any jokes at this dinner party that she couldn't keep up with.
The lively background noise reached Nan Yehe's ears. She was biting into a piece of meat, but for some reason, she thought of the series of events that had happened today.
All sorts of strange things made her really believe one thing—that she had really encountered a ghost.
Although the style of this ghost is a bit peculiar.
And I wasn't scared at all.
Tsk.
If such a ghost really existed, Nan Yehe couldn't help but worry for her boss. If he wasn't fired for such poor performance, why was he being kept around for the New Year?
Tsk tsk.
Furthermore, they don't even try to understand their customers. How can a ghost not know what its customers are afraid of?
Tsk tsk tsk.
Just as Nan Yehe was mentally preparing for her third round of rants, Jiang Ziya suddenly nudged her shoulder.
"Don't just stand there, let's clink glasses."
Nan Yehe stood up without changing his expression, listened to his former class monitor finish his long speech, then simply clinked glasses and drank it all in one gulp.
Yes, starting with baijiu (Chinese liquor) is a solid start.
Nan Yehe calmly put down the empty cup.
I resisted the urge to curse.
Since her freshman year of college, Nan Yehe has been taking a health-preserving approach, avoiding alcohol whenever possible. Since she has the means to avoid alcohol, she has continued to do so to this day.
Jiang Ziya! Nan Yehe turned her head and gave her a warning look.
Jiang Ziya accepted the look with a bit of guilt. She knew that Nan Yehe didn't usually like to drink, but she also knew that he wasn't bad at drinking. Wasn't she just taking advantage of the class reunion to test him?
Okay, that was indeed a bit unethical, so Comrade Jiang Ziya immediately apologized to her, "My bad, my bad. How about I drive you home later?"
Well, whatever, she won't drink this wine again anyway.
Seeing that Nan Yehe was calm, Jiang Ziya was relieved and continued eating and drinking as usual. She would occasionally glance at Nan Yehe and, finding that she was alright, she continued chatting with the people around her.
After the food on the table was almost finished, the group was still a little reluctant to leave and wanted to go to a karaoke bar. Nan Yehe felt that she didn't need to participate, so she chose to go home.
Jiang Ziya quickly took her to her apartment building and left only after seeing her go upstairs.
Unbeknownst to her, the moment Nan Yehe touched the elevator door, her expression immediately changed.
If someone drinks a large glass of baijiu and doesn't feel tipsy, then there's definitely something wrong with them.
Nan Yehe braced herself against the elevator wall, rubbing her forehead, and tried to press the elevator button, but before she could move, the elevator suddenly started moving on its own.
She looked up and saw that the button for the 20th floor of the elevator was lit up.
"I'm on the 21st floor." Nan Yehe pressed the button for the 21st floor, feeling a little dizzy, her tone somewhat impatient.
She continued to hold her forehead, and when the elevator reached the 21st floor, she stumbled and leaned against the wall to walk to her front door.
After slowly entering the password, she let a gust of wind close the door, and then she tumbled onto the sofa.
Um……
She closed her eyes comfortably, ready to give up the struggle of reason.
"Click, click..."
It felt as if bones were rubbing against each other, the jarring sound disturbing her sleep.
Nan Yehe really didn't want to pay attention to this annoying sound, so she simply turned to the side, facing away from the source of the sound, and buried her head in the cushion.
However, as I said before, even if she doesn't try to flirt, the other person won't let the opportunity pass.
The strange sound grew louder and louder until Nan Yehe finally couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed the back of the sofa and sat up with a somersault.
She turned her head and looked at the source of the sound.
A disheveled woman, wearing a white dress, her fingers bent into a stiff arc, slowly crawled out of the television screen.
As she crawled, she let out a sinister laugh. Just then, a cold wind blew in from outside the window, ruffling a few strands of her hair and revealing her pale face.
Although Nan Yehe remained expressionless, her heart was in turmoil, and she even had the urge to run away. However, she soon discovered a problem.
The sound of bones grinding together doesn't match the movements of the female ghost.
Everyone else lip-syncs, but she's...
Fake?
As Nan Yehe pondered the problem, her fear subsided considerably. Combined with the various instances of mental instability she had witnessed over the past two days, she calmed down.
The ghost opposite her had been following her the whole time, so just running away probably wouldn't work. She decided to try and take direct action first.
Nan Yehe made up her mind, threw away the cushion, crossed her arms, and sat upright facing the TV.
She finished her movements, while the person opposite her was still diligently crawling forward. In reality, there was no background music like in horror movies, nor was there any wind that could be heard. All that remained was the sound of friction coming from somewhere, and monotonous laughter.
That's a bit awkward...
Nan Yehe noticed that the female ghost paused, perhaps she herself felt a little... embarrassed?
Thinking of this, her mind began to relax again, and she unconsciously let out a low laugh.
Before Nan Yehe could finish laughing, a pair of hands suddenly grabbed her shoulders.
Oh, she forgot, female ghosts can teleport.
But did the female ghost forget about it herself?
That's really interesting.
Fueled by alcohol, Nan Yehe looked at the female ghost's fair skin and suddenly had an idea.
Her actions outpaced her thoughts; just as the female ghost was about to strike, she grabbed the ghost's hair with both hands, one on each side, and swiftly tossed it to either side—
The air froze; this is no joke.
A suffocating silence.
Nan Yehe frowned, as if she was thinking about something.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"
The female ghost opposite let out her first scream of the night, clutched her forehead, and quickly retreated.
Nan Yehe's brows furrowed even more.
She looked at the panicked female ghost and only managed to utter one word.
"bald."
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