Chapter 121: The Strong Man Pretends to Sleep to Lure the Ghost
"Guess where these people's bodies might have gone?" Su Ling deliberately glanced at the cabinets in front of him and asked sinisterly.
Jiang Chen pondered for a moment.
"I think there are many ways. You can dismember the animal first, separate the various parts, then chop the meat into small pieces and flush it down the drain. Then use strong hydrochloric acid to dissolve the bones and teeth, and use hydrogen peroxide to clean the blood. Oh, and it's best to burn the hair into ash before flushing it down the drain."
"That way we won't find the body."
Every word he spoke.
The little girl's expression changed.
In the end, she subconsciously pressed her back against the wall, trying to stay as far away from Jiang Chen as possible. The color on her face faded a lot, and her body shook even more violently.
She even had the urge to run away.
He is so skilled!
"You...what do you do?" Su Ling asked with a trembling voice.
Jiang Chen pondered for a moment. "We are a free, conscientious, gold medal funeral attendant for unclaimed bodies. We are affiliated with a social welfare organization."
Su Ling suddenly realized something, then asked suspiciously, "You've sent so many corpses away, have you really never encountered anything strange?"
Jiang Chen nodded: "At least not when I sent them."
He looked at the little girl and asked a question of his own: "Why do you know so much about what happened here?"
Even the underworld records do not have detailed information about each household.
"That's nothing. Not only here, but the whole building, and even some households in the next building, I know everything clearly." Su Ling raised her white chin slightly.
But her eyes quickly dimmed again, and she stared at Jiang Chen carefully and said, "But believe me, you don't want to know how I know all this."
"To survive, I hid in room after room and saw one bizarre and terrifying thing after another, even ghosts!"
How can you survive after seeing so many ghosts?
Jiang Chen looked at the little girl, a hint of curiosity rising in his heart, but the other party didn't seem to want to continue talking, so he didn't ask any more questions.
At least from the ghost energy test, she is indeed an ordinary person.
Now it seems that she has secrets of her own.
It is impossible for him to confide in himself before he and his partner completely trust each other.
Jiang Chen was not in a hurry either. After all, he wanted to understand the experiences of ghosts so that he could provide better psychological counseling for them. He was not very interested in people.
The two were talking.
Sudden.
The sound of nails scratching the door stopped.
Su Ling's eyes widened in fear. She pointed behind Jiang Chen and shouted in a trembling voice, "She's out! She's out! Be careful!!"
An arm stretched out from the cabinet in the living room. The nails were long and pointed, and dried and fresh blood were attached to the surface of the skin, appearing black and red, which made people feel chills.
Jiang Chen turned his head.
The sight in front of me is normal.
The cabinet door was tightly closed, and there was no scratching sound, as if nothing strange had ever happened in this house.
"There's nothing here, Xiaoling sister, are you playing a prank on uncle?"
Su Ling's forehead was covered in cold sweat. "I really saw it. It must have done this on purpose to create divisions between us. When we are alone, it will kill us one by one."
"Don't be fooled, what are you doing, don't go over there!"
Jiang Chen waved his hand and walked to the front of the wardrobe. He turned around and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid. Let me see if there are any props arranged in it."
Su Ling's face turned extremely ugly.
She didn't expect that this teammate she had finally found would be so suicidal that she couldn't be stopped.
"Be careful!" she suddenly screamed.
Because when Jiang Chen turned his head, the cabinet quietly opened a crack, and it was pitch black inside. A black and red arm suddenly stretched out.
At this moment, Jiang Chen also happened to turn his head.
"What the hell!"
He quickly reached out, grabbed the black-and-red wrist, squeezed it, and turned to say, "It's icy cold, without a trace of warmth, very stiff. It's obviously a prop. How could human skin be like this?"
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