Qingye Supernatural Office

Gu Mo was dissatisfied, "Don't you have any feelings at all?"

"I guessed it a long time ago, what do you think?" Wu Ling hit the nail on the head.

Gu Mo muttered a few words, "I don't know what happened to that ladybug."

"Dead." Ye Qing turned a page of the book.

Gu Mo sighed, "That's right, it was made out of that voodoo."

"Its mission has been completed, and it must have died." Wu Ling still had the same tone, and was also reading a book, but the words on it were not in Chinese or English, "It should have been burned to death."

Gu Mo asked: "You know all this? Aren't you not sure about the effect of that voodoo?"

"I'm sure when I see a ladybug." Wu Ling waved the book in her hand, "That voodoo is not only your idea, but also mine. My idea is related to Greek mythology. The twelve spots on a ladybug are ten spots. Two miniature figures, symbolizing the twelve missions completed by Hercules."

Gu Mo was taken aback when he heard that, "Hercules? The Hercules in Greek mythology, right?"

"That's right. I happened to see this recently." Wu Ling read the book again, thought for a while, and then looked at Ye Qing, "There are twelve flies and maggots in total, right?"

"Yeah. There should be twelve victims." Ye Qing didn't raise his head.

After a long while, Gu Mo gave a thumbs up, "It's really twelve, the guess is really accurate. Hey, this voodoo is amazing."

"The magic is not voodoo." Ye Qing said, "It just so happened that you encountered this incident. It happened that Wu Ling was studying voodoo some time ago, and recently he was watching Hercules. It happened that the rapist raped 12 people."

Gu Mo listened, and gradually stood up straight, no longer so lazy.

I became nervous, I always felt that Ye Qing was going to say something terrible.

"For people like us, there are no coincidences."

Swah——

Paper is flipped.

knock knock!

There was a knock on the outside door.

Ye Qing put down the book, stood up, and looked at Gu Mo, "How about it, Gu Mo, have you considered it?"

Both Wu Ling and Liu Miao looked at Gu Mo, and Nan Gongyao stood by the other door of the office at some point, leaning against the door.

Gu Mo swallowed.

knock knock!

"Excuse me, is there anyone there?" The person who knocked on the door outside asked, hearing the voice, it was a young man.

"We have a job. Gu Mo, what's your decision?" Ye Qing asked again.

Gu Mo's expression fluctuated, making it difficult to make up his mind.I know that he is very curious about Aoba, and he was very excited after seeing voodoo, but he loves his original job after all.He had a lot of fun doing that job and did it for many years.Supernatural, before this, he had never thought about this aspect.Even after seeing the magic of voodoo, he never thought about learning it.

Ye Qing's words shook him.

No coincidence.

People like them...

"I met an old man in the park. He died and never reincarnated, but he didn't become a ghost and lived happily. I told you that he was the one who provided the clue." Gu Mo said.

"He's quite rare." Ye Qing commented, "Only one with an unusual determination can do this kind of thing. People can deceive themselves and others, but ghosts can't, and it's even more impossible for spirit bodies to deceive."

Gu Mo continued: "He saw what that beast did, but he couldn't do anything."

Ye Qing laughed, "You don't look like that kind of righteous superman."

"It's really not." Gu Mo also laughed, "Little brother Ye Zi, I'm already an uncle. Superman of justice or something, I only liked it when I was young, and only wanted to be it. I didn't have any interest in it when I was a teenager."

Gu Mo took out his cigarette and took a deep breath.

Ye Qing was not angry when he was called "little brother".

"I'm not the same as you guys. Are you all in your 20s? You're really young..." Gu Mo leaned on his desk, puffing.

There was still someone knocking on the door outside, but none of the five of them answered.

There is no one who does business like this.

Liu Miao blurted out, "The boss is not yet twenty."

"Ahem..." Gu Mo choked on the smoke, and looked at Ye Qing in surprise.

Ye Qing was very calm, "Are you surprised?"

"Of course. I'm so surprised." Gu Mo laughed, "Young people nowadays are really scary."

"You're not too old." Ye Qing said.

"Well, I never felt old or useless before. But at that moment, I... was helpless. It didn't feel good." Gu Mo took another puff of his cigarette.

Director Chu decided to cancel the movie. He suddenly heard an abnormal voice. The boss died. He was almost killed by a female ghost. He wanted to find the rapist but couldn't find it...

This series of things made Gu Mo uncomfortable.

Apart from Gu Mo himself, I am the person who knows this best.During this period of time, I have been following Gu Mo, watching him like a trapped animal, watching him try his best, and in the end, the solution to this series of troubles is the beginning of this series of troubles.His ability to hate allows him to do things he would otherwise not be able to do.

Gu Mo didn't wear that amulet these days.He wasn't used to the strange sounds around him, but he tried to listen, and sometimes even searched for the source of those sounds.He also went to the old man who raised birds, saw his wife, Lao Liu and the little orange bird named Phoenix, and chatted with the old man.

The knocking on the door continued.

Gu Mo finished his cigarette.

Wu Ling took the ashtray outside and came in.

Gu Mo thanked him and extinguished the cigarette.

"Okay. I'll join." Gu Mo patted his thigh, made a decision, then rubbed his hands, "Hurry up and open the door."

Wu Ling went to open the door.

"Oh, Xiao Wu, what were you doing just now? Why haven't you opened the door for so long? By the way, I brought some salted duck eggs from my hometown. I made them at home. They are oily. They are good for eating porridge and rice. .”

Gu Mo, who was about to do a big fight, was stunned.

"Thank you, Director Zhou." Wu Ling took the things.

"What kind of director is it? Our neighborhood committee doesn't like this."

I floated over and saw that she was a fat aunt, with a similar style to Director Mao, and she should be the previous director of the neighborhood committee. Twenty years later, she retired, and the thin man and the fat man went to her when they asked about Aoba.I remember that she had a cerebral infarction and didn't recognize anyone.

"Okay, I've delivered the things, so I'll go back to the neighborhood committee first. Remember to eat." Director Zhou was like a Maitreya Buddha, with a loud voice, explained to Wu Ling, and went downstairs.

Her attitude puzzled me a bit.

Yu Xinrong said that everyone in the community was afraid of Ye Qing, but Director Zhou didn't seem to be afraid, but he was very familiar with him, and seemed to care about him.

Gu Mo sighed: "This kind of old community has a human touch."

Liu Miao scoffed.

Wu Ling closed the door, put the salted duck eggs in the kitchen, and said as he walked, "Helping her out of trouble is what she does."

Gu Mo was dumbfounded, "Did she see a ghost too?"

"Who here has never seen a ghost? It's just that I don't know it." Liu Miao said.

What he said made me shudder.

"Didn't Ye Qing just say that there are no coincidences for people like us?" Nangong Yao stretched his body and went back to his room full of computers.

No coincidence.

Four simple words, but it weighed on my heart like a boulder.Before I could think about it, the surrounding scenery changed.

"Youmakemefree"...Kaka..."lov"...Shushasha...Crack! ... "play" ...

I was startled suddenly, and when I saw the backs of two people gathered in front of the phonograph, I turned my head suddenly.