"Brother Zhang, is this the place?"
The dark mist dispersed, and Jiang Mu appeared. He asked the male ghost beside him. He was Brother Zhang, and his name was Qingsheng.
On the way, they chatted for a while before learning the male ghost's name.
In front of Jiang Mu was a small district called Waterside Flower Pavilion.
This was the home of the ghost, Zhang Qingsheng.
Because the ghost Zhang Qingsheng had the habit of leaving his phone on the dashboard in the car, his phone was also destroyed in the car accident.
At present, his wife and children did not know that he had died in a car accident.
"Building 3, Unit 2, Unit 201.”
In order to buy more time for the ghost Zhang Qingsheng to reunite with his family, Jiang Mu brought the ghost Zhang Qingsheng to the front of his house according to the address given.
"Brother Zhang, are you sure you want me to say that? You should know that this kind of thing can't be hidden for long.”
"I know. Give the gift to the child first and let me celebrate her birthday last.”
At the end of his sentence, the ghost Zhang Qingsheng was already sobbing.
Jiang Mu turned around and knocked on the door.
The person who opened the door was the ghost, Zhang Qingsheng's wife.
As for the door, it was only opened by a palm's width. There was obviously a safety chain hanging behind the door, which was a good precaution.
"May I know who you are looking for?"
"Ah, I'm Brother Zhang's friend. Maybe you haven't seen me before, but Brother Zhang ordered a Winnie the Pooh doll from me today.”
"Oh, thank you. By the way, do you know where the birthday celebration went? It was already past eight o'clock, but she was still not back, and her phone could not be reached.”
"Maybe he's working overtime at the last minute!"
"Alright then. Why don't you come in and have a glass of water before you leave?”
"No, it's the child's birthday today. I won't disturb you.”
This woman was very polite and knew her limits. Although she was polite, she didn't open the safety chain for strangers because of her politeness. Jiang Mu naturally wouldn't really enter.
The door closed again.
"Brother Zhang, I'll wait for you downstairs."
"Thank you!"
When he returned downstairs, Jiang Mu shook his head.
There was nothing he could do about this.
He couldn't help much in this matter. The person involved could only accept and bear it himself.
All he could do was to let the people who had passed away get rid of their obsessions and go on their way in peace.
At the same time, he also discovered a small rule. After becoming a ghost, he could no longer be seen by others unless he became a resentful ghost or a higher-level ghost.
For example, Chen Xiaowen had turned into a resentful ghost so that Chen Xiaojing could see her.
After about half an hour, a woman's shrill cry suddenly came from upstairs.
Jiang Mu knew that the woman had received the news of her husband's death.
As expected, the ghost Zhang Qingsheng came in front of Jiang Mu with a pained expression.
The pain quickly turned into anger.
The black gas began to appear on the ghost Zhang Qingsheng's body, bit by bit, and it became thicker and thicker.
Jiang Mu frowned slightly. It was obvious that there was resentment growing in this situation.
"Brother Zhang? What are you doing?"
"I was driving and the brakes were gone. He must have done something.”
"He deserves to die!"
As expected!
This car accident was not as simple as it seemed. There were other hidden reasons.
"Brother, I'll have to trouble you again. Come with me to a place!”
Jiang Mu didn't refuse. Although he could help him get rid of the black gas and regain his rationality, it was useless if he didn't get rid of his obsession.
The pitch-black mist dissipated in a flash.
When Jiang Mu reappeared, they had already arrived at an auto repair shop.
Although it was night time, the car repair shop seemed to have good business. There were still car mechanics repairing cars.
However, the ghost Zhang Qingsheng did not seem to have seen the person he was looking for.
They arrived at the garage worker's dormitory.
The ghost Zhang Qingsheng saw the person he was looking for through the door and window. It was a middle-aged man who looked a little depressed. This person was drinking alone in the single dormitory.
Jiang Mu didn't notice that there was a willow branch by his feet. He stepped on it and broke it, making a crisp sound.
Although this voice sounded very abrupt in the silence.
But it was not scary.
However, Jiang Mu saw that the middle-aged man in the dormitory was very sensitive. He suddenly raised his head to look at the door. He didn't know if it was because he was afraid or something else, but he knocked over his chopsticks and even spilled some of the wine in his glass.
He didn't dare to open the door. He listened for a while and didn't hear any other movements. He drew the curtains and returned to the stool. He picked up his chopsticks again. There were already many beads of sweat on his forehead.
Jiang Mu knew that there must be something wrong with this man.
Thump! Thump!
Jiang Mu knocked on the door.
The room fell silent.
"Who…who is it?"
"Police station, open the door!"
Opening the door, the middle-aged man pretended to be calm. Due to his panic, he did not dare to doubt why the person in front of him was not wearing a police uniform.
After entering the dormitory, Jiang Mu looked around and coldly looked at the middle-aged man, asking sternly,""Zhang Qingsheng was in a car accident, and you happened to repair his car before the accident. Tell me!”
Jiang Mu suddenly raised his voice.
The middle-aged man was so frightened that his entire body trembled. He hurriedly stammered,"You suspect me? I'm innocent, officer. You have to investigate clearly. I didn't do it.”
"What did you do?"
"I asked you what you did."
Jiang Mu pressed on step by step and continued to ask coldly,"Did I say with certainty that it was the car?”
The middle-aged man's eyes were wide open. He was already scared out of his wits. Only now did he understand that the sentence " tell me " was a double meaning. He could have completely fooled around and answered as if this was an investigation.
However, he felt guilty and let the cat out of the bag.
Confess without a fight.
In fact, he did not know that even if he denied it, the ghost Zhang Qingsheng would not let him off.
"Why…do you want to harm me?"
At this moment, the ghost Zhang Qingsheng had already become very terrifying. Black gas covered his entire body, and even his incomplete head was covered in a layer of black gas. Blood dripped down as he questioned sternly.
The temperature suddenly turned cold.
The middle-aged man found the voice familiar. He looked up and saw the ghost Zhang Qingsheng, who had lost half of his head and was bleeding profusely. He was so scared that he fell to the ground and knocked over the dining table.
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