Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"What happened?"

Seeing something wrong with Wu Chen's expression, Xiang Xing was a little worried, and couldn't help but gently held the man's big hand.

I saw his eyes move a few times.

Her voice was suddenly depressed: "Luo Qingya was reincarnated eighteen years ago."

As soon as these words came out, the ghosts and animals present couldn't help but widen their eyes: "...What?!"

Luo Qingya... already reincarnated?

Xiang Xing shook his head in shock, his soft eyes blinked, and he couldn't help but think of what he saw and heard that night.

If Luo Qingya has really been reincarnated... Then who did she and Wu Chen see and hear?

Could it be that Luo Qingya has a female ghost who is a twin sister...

Thinking about it, the little guy suddenly felt a headache.

Why things seem to be starting to get more and more complicated.

The crowd was immersed in a shocked silence.

In the end, Wu Chen came back to his senses first, and took a deep breath.

He quickly took out his phone and dialed a number.

Soon, Captain Xiaozhang's voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone: "What's up, Boss Wu, do you want to buy me a drink, brother..."

Wu Chen pursed his thin lips slightly, and quickly interrupted the other party's teasing.

The voice was deep and serious: "When will Fang Qiao come back? Also, is there a way for us to have a positive talk with her through you or some other channel?"

"……what?"

Captain Zhang froze for a moment.

Then, she seemed to be very embarrassed and sighed softly, "Don't ask Fang Qiao, she can't come back, and her manager doesn't want her to get any weird hot searches because of this matter."

"And there is..."

The words on the other side suddenly paused.

Then, he even lowered his voice on purpose, and continued, "Wu Chen, it's not that I won't help you... I received a notice from my superiors that the investigation of the case of the Murongye couple can no longer be continued."

"It's mainly because I heard that this matter involves..."

"Beep, beep—"

Before Captain Zhang finished speaking, a series of hurried busy tones came from Wu Chen's cell phone receiver.

The man's eyes flickered slightly, and he could only silently put down the phone.

Looking at the call interface that has been automatically hung up, and looking at the crowd of ghosts and animals around him, he shrugged his shoulders slightly.

Obviously.

The one-hundred-year-old man who can only use a ventilator in bed to maintain his life, the most respected and respected old man in Qinghe City, has already taken action.

"...We're afraid, we can't investigate any further, right?"

As soon as Mina said this, the crowd fell silent again.

Xiang Xing frowned even more, and hugged the arm of the man next to him tightly.

She raised her small head, and looked eagerly at the tense handsome face, her soft eyes were full of worry.

After thinking about it, he finally summoned up his courage and said in a low voice, "Wu Chen, what are you going to do?"

"..."

Wu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not answer immediately.

Just when the atmosphere in the living room was about to freeze.

Another gust of wind swept through the window, another black cloak drifted in and landed on the other side of Wu Chen.

After glaring at Xiang Xing, he possessed himself and whispered to the man.

"..."

Although she and Wu Chen were very close at the moment, Xiang Xing still couldn't understand the strange language of the black cloak.

She only felt that when the voice of the black cloak fell.

The arms of the man in his arms suddenly tensed even tighter.

On the handsome face, there was a look of more surprise than before.