It was broad daylight now, but Chen Yuewen and the others felt even more horrified than what they had experienced last night.

As far as the eye can see, the sports betting shop is actually a haunted house.

Yes.

It's a ghost den.

There are hundreds of competing lies. In their current feeling, even if the surroundings are empty, they always feel that they are crowded with ghosts, even their bodies are crawling with ghosts.

"You guys, don't scare my destiny."

Zhang Ze glanced sideways at the luminous lamp.

Suddenly.

The noise and bustle stopped suddenly, and it was so quiet that it seemed like it was an auditory hallucination before.

"Sit down."

Zhang Ze motioned Chen Yuewen and the three girls to sit down, but they stood up in fright.

If their panic hadn't been calmed by the calm and calm Zhang Ze, they would have been so frightened that they ran out of the sports betting shop.

"Zhang Ze, are you... raising a ghost?" Zhou Zhou looked around nervously.

The situation just now was like a Taoist priest raising a ghost in a movie.

"Raising some ghosts." Zhang Ze said casually: "It's a hobby."

Are you sure you raised some?

Zhang Ze's "humorous" answer made the three girls, Chen Yuewen, less nervous.

Slowly sitting back in her seat, Zhang Yajun tugged on her skirt again: "Your hobbies are really special."

"It's okay." Zhang Ze poured them tea again. They were so frightened that they knocked over a lot of the tea just now: "It's a hobby that was picked up by a bad old man."

Subsequently.

Finished pouring the tea.

He looked at Chen Yuewen: "Sister Wang, you want to deal with it when you want."

Chen Yuewen did not answer immediately after hearing this, but instead asked with concern: "Will it affect you if you deal with it? After all, this is..."

After all, it is murder.

She didn't say it out loud, but everyone present understood what she meant.

"This girl doll is really interesting."

"That's right, that's right. I'll take care of you first. This little girl can handle it."

Xiao Liuzi and other voices came from the luminous lamp.

"It doesn't matter." Zhang Ze also responded at this time, raising a smile and saying: "I am familiar with this kind of thing. I won't leave any evidence, so don't worry about it."

Are you sure it's a matter of leaving no evidence?

Isn't this a matter of killing people?

wrong.

etc? ! Are you familiar with this matter?

Chen Yuewen and the others were stunned one after another.

Zhou Zhou couldn't help but swallowed. Zhang Ze seemed to be about the same age as her. He had done that kind of thing before, and he was still familiar with it.

Something that can be called familiar has obviously been done not once or twice, but at least multiple times.

It's not just her.

Chen Yuewen and Zhang Yajun also thought about it. Looking at Zhang Ze's calm expression, they could hardly imagine how much Zhang Ze had to do to be able to say such things calmly.

Can't help it.

Recalling Zhang Ze's casual words about 'a hobby started by a bad old man', they all thought of the first time they came to a sports betting shop. At that time, before entering the store, they heard the two chubby children complaining about Zhang Ze.

Afterwards, after they left the store, they met Xiaopang and asked him curiously, from which they learned about Zhang Ze's "life experience".

Isn't that Zhang Ze making up a story?

During the 20 years he was taken away, was he raising ghosts and killing people?

With this thought, Chen Yuewen didn't stop and said bluntly: "That's good, I'll trouble you Zhang Ze."

"No trouble, I just want to have a good relationship with you." Zhang Ze waved his hand and didn't care.

Subsequently.

We chatted briefly.

It was already half past seven when we met, and when it was time to go to work, they did not stay long, said goodbye to Zhang Ze and left the sports betting shop.

"Let's go back to the company and report the contract to the company quickly."

Chen Yuewen happily took out the remote control key from her bag and pressed it on the BMW parked across the street.

The car lock is released.

They are from the same company, but not in the same department.

But just when Chen Yuewen was about to drive Zhang Yajun and Zhou Zhou to the company.

"Wait." Zhang Yajun suddenly stopped Chen Yuewen.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yuewen opened the car door and turned around.

"Your car...is black." Zhang Yajun pointed to her BMW.

“(⊙o⊙)…”

Chen Yuewen and Zhou Zhou were both stunned. The former was thinking about the contract, while the latter was still thinking about Zhang Ze. Neither of them noticed the color of the car.

Only Zhang Yayun never forgot Zhang Ze's instructions to her.

——Don’t touch black things these days.

Chen Yuewen's BMW is black. If she got in it, she would be touching something black.

"I almost forgot about this." Chen Yuewen patted her head: "How about we call a Didi."

She immediately clicked on the Didi taxi app and started hailing a taxi. Once she hailed a black taxi, she immediately canceled the order until she hailed a non-black Didi taxi.

even.

When the non-black Didi car arrived, I saw black seats in the car.

"..."

Zhang Yayun and the others were speechless. It seemed like most cars, even if the surface of the car was not black, the seats were always black.

When Chen Yuewen saw this, she wanted to cancel the order and take the bus. Regardless of the seats or the bus, the bus could not be black.

"It's okay, just sit on it." As Zhang Yajun spoke, she went to the trash can on the roadside first.

at the same time.

Standing at the entrance of the sports lottery shop, Zhang Ze originally wanted to remind Zhang Yayun not to touch black.

Because he saw that the car Chen Yuewen drove was a black BMW.

Attention.

Zhang Ze saw that Zhang Yajun came to the trash can, looked around, and then asked Zhou Zhou to take out the black stockings and black inner clothes from her bag and throw them into the trash can.

"It seems that my worries are unnecessary." Zhang Ze glanced at the trash can: "She is very careful. If those things are still in the bag, she will touch them when taking things from the bag."

While talking, Zhang Ze looked at Zhang Yayun who was getting into the car, recalled the scene where Zhou Zhou lost something, and then murmured:

"It turns out it's...black lace."

He suddenly remembered that when Zhou Zhou introduced Zhang Yajun to him, he had told him that Zhang Yajun was a sultry girl. Now he seemed to understand this somewhat.

...Maybe that was more than just a joke.

the other side.

Zhang Yajun got into the car. Under the strange gaze of the Didi driver, she did not get on first. Instead, she took out a tissue from her bag, spread it out on the back seat of the car, and then sat on it.

And when wearing a seat belt.

She took out another tissue and stuffed it into the seat belt to prevent the seat belt from directly contacting her clothes and skin.

"Gan, a severe mysophobia patient?" the Didi driver thought to himself.

Seemingly noticing the Didi driver's eyes, Zhang Yayun felt a little embarrassed, but for the sake of her own life, she finally chose to ignore it.

Chen Yuewen and Zhou Zhou looked at each other and smiled.

It is rare to see Zhang Yayun frustrated, especially because of men, but Zhang Ze made Zhang Yayun frustrated with just one sentence.

Zhang Yajun ignored the evil smiles in Chen Yuewen's and the two men's eyes, thinking to herself that there was nothing black in the company, so she couldn't come across it easily later.

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