"A-choo!" Jiang Ji sneezed violently.

Hearing the familiar sneeze, Ajin had already developed muscle memory. He took out a pack of 666 Cold Relief Granules from his left trouser pocket with his left hand, and reached into his right pocket with his other hand to get a thermos cup.

Jiang Ji held his hand and quickly checked the virtual panel. Her physical condition had not deteriorated and she did not have a cold... Was someone scolding her?

But she had provoked too many enemies, and countless portraits flashed through her mind quickly. Jiang Ji found that she couldn't lock on the target at all.

Jiang Ji was an optimistic and sweet girl. She quickly adjusted her attitude and suddenly remembered that Ying Huai was dealing with the follow-up of last night.

He raised his hand, and when Ying Huai looked over, he leaned forward and asked, "Boss, can I ask a question?"

Ying Huai raised his eyes slightly: "Ask."

She blinked, "It's Brother Tao... What are you going to do with him? Kill him?"

The official psychic took him over from Ji Qing this morning, and no one knew where he was taken.

Jiang Ji is a petty person. According to the order of first come, first served, Leah, who provoked her first, was sent offline by her. The Investigation Bureau needs a survivor. If the official really values ​​his ability and spares his life, Jiang Ji is prepared to help him choose a way to die personally.

We agreed to let each other go, but Brother Tao didn't listen, so he can only die~

Ying Huai raised his eyebrows when he heard her address, and added some deliberate emphasis to his words: "Your brother Tao was brought in for interrogation, and he confessed everything he should have, and wrote a ten-thousand-word self-criticism in blood. Seeing that he was sincere in admitting his mistakes, we asked Chu Xiuning to come and bail him out."

Did Chu Xiuning come to take it away?

Oh my god, Jiang Ji suddenly didn't think Zheng Zitao was lucky anymore. If he fell into Chu Xiuning's hands, it would be a fate worse than death.

However, Zheng Zitao is from Lianta, and Lianta has close relations with the United States. It will definitely secretly instigate other countries to intervene. Jiang Ji kindly reminded: "Will Chu Xiuning, an anti-humanitarian fighter, really not be condemned by the International Human Protection Association?"

Ying Huai said sincerely: "You are right. I will help you tell Chu Xiuning to take good care of him."

Jiang Ji didn't think anything was wrong, so he turned around and ran onto the bus.

The ghost bus is much more dilapidated than it first appeared.

Not only the exterior, but even the seats inside were broken. Jiang Ji doubted whether the ghost bus could be driven on the road.

The Ghost Bus is a hearse full of ghosts who died suddenly. It has signed agreements with many ghost realms and carries ghosts on the same routes they took in their lifetime. It also lures living people onto the bus and sends them into ghost realms. It has no fixed routes and will randomly stop at bus stops in major cities from time to time, pretending to be a normal bus. However, because the model is too old and the car is too broken, it is difficult for any kid to be tricked into getting on the bus.

This car is also a kind of strange creature, with a special shape, similar to a ghost sedan chair.

Jiang Ji studied it for a while, then ran out of the bus with a thump. Listening to her reckless footsteps, A Jin was worried that the ghost bus would be damaged by her.

She ran to Ying Huai and said, "Can I ask if there is a detailed plan for this team-building activity?"

"Planning plan?" Ying Huai repeated it word for word.

As soon as Jiang Ji saw his expression, he knew that Ying Huai had not thought about such a troublesome problem at all, and probably wanted to push it smoothly all the way.

That won’t do. This is a great opportunity for the little golden retriever to practice some exercises.

Readers don’t have the patience to watch the useless protagonist in a hot-blooded comic lying around doing nothing.

Jiang Ji happened to be preparing to arrange some after-class exercises, so she had to ask Ying Huai to give the little golden retriever a chance to exercise, as he had spoiled him.

"How can a team-building activity be so chaotic and without a theme?" Jiang Ji held up a sticky note with the bus route written on it. "The news spread quickly between the weirdos. We just solved the first stop, and the rest of the stops all ran away. What should we do? I suggest we use our wits to do it."

Ying Huai said, "How do we outsmart them?"

Seeing that all the protagonists had gathered together, Jiang Ji felt that this was a sure thing.

"To be honest, I've been on a ghost bus before, and I became close friends with the passengers on the bus. I'm quite familiar with the configuration of the ghost bus. We can completely restore the configuration at that time and paralyze the ghosts at the stations along the way."

"First, you need a bus driver and conductor, which is the most basic configuration."

She glanced around and locked onto Xue Li, the bald man with tattooed arms. "Old Xue, I think you are quite suitable for the role of driver. Your character is a bus driver who takes revenge on society and rushes down a cliff with a busload of people. And you happen to have big tattooed arms, which makes you look more social."

Ah Jin was stunned: "...but his tattoo is Peppa Pig."

Jiang Ji: "It doesn't matter, it makes me look even more perverted."

"That's true." Ajin was quickly convinced.

Xue Li: “…”

You don't consider my feelings at all.

Jiang Ji continued: "The ticket seller needs to deal with weird things. I am experienced and can do it."

"Besides that, there was a high school student who drowned in the car." His eyes swept across the eager face of A Jin, and finally stopped at Ying Huai's striking face: "Boss, come here. You are a high school student who failed the exam after repeating for many years, ran away from home and drowned in the Sihe Reservoir."

Ying Huai looked at her for a long while, then snorted and laughed, "Okay."

Upon seeing this, Ajin, Xueli, Ye Changli and the other three men exchanged glances secretly: Jiang Ji must have saved our life in his previous life, so why are they not going to kill us?

"The little girl must be Weisheng, you play the role." Jiang Ji said.

Wei Shengdie was looking at Ying Huai and Jiang Ji with shining eyes, "Hmmmm."

There was also a middle-aged woman in bandages who died in the Xinlingmei Plastic Surgery Hospital. Her face could not be seen clearly. Jiang Ji thought Ye Changli's long hair was quite suitable for him, and when he put on a full set of female ghost equipment, how could he tell whether he was a man or a woman.

Jiang Ji: "Brother Ye, come here."

Ye Changli's face was full of resistance: "Can I refuse?"

Jiang Ji was a very easy-going person, and he nodded happily, "Of course."

She quickly turned around and discussed with Ying Huai who was leaning against the pillar: "Boss, how about you switch? It's not like you haven't worn women's clothes before, zero times and countless times."

Ying Huai glanced lazily, and Ye Changli immediately clasped his fists: "Stop talking, I have no choice but to do the team building."

After quickly assigning the roles, Jiang Ji asked Ying Huai to go find those ghost passengers to borrow equipment.

These passengers died at different stations, and their clothes were stained with the smell of the ghost realm.

He has a very sensitive sense of smell and will definitely become suspicious if he finds something smells wrong.

Seeing everyone disperse, Jin looked around and asked, "What about me?"

Jiang Ji smiled at him gently,