Chapter 69 (1/2)

”Ah ah ah ah ah ah...” The ghost was so angry that she couldn't move them. Finally, she bumped her head against the wall.

Yang Huai'an calms down and kicks hard on the door. Although he looked young, he was not small in strength. When he was in the police academy, he was the strongest in his row.

The female ghost seems to ignore them, but stubbornly hit the wall, bleeding a ground. Thanks to this, Yang Huai'an just kicked a few feet and opened the door.

Zheng Quzhi was overjoyed and went out with Wei Yan on his back.

They were all looking forward, so they did not see Wei Yan's hand move slightly, her long eyes slightly lifted, and a red light flashed away. And the ghost who hit the wall turned into ashes in a moment, and the black light that didn't really look real rushed to Wei Yan's body.

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out of the room just now, it becomes dark outside, and even people can't see it clearly. Zheng Zhi takes out the flashlight.

A little light in the dark made Zheng Qu's bosom friend feel at ease. He said to Yang Huai'an in front of him: ”isn't it about finding clues? Any clues from that room just now? ”

In front of the yanghuai'an steps slightly, after a long time, the tone is flat: ”No.”

Although he had been flustered for a long time because of the girl who painted her nails, he still looked at the layout of the room. The room was almost empty, and there was no room for clues.

”All right.” Zheng Quzhi drooped his face and said in silence: ”I said that your police's physical quality is also too bad, right? Even a man can't carry it. Can you catch the bad guys and defend our country? ”

Yang Huai'an, who was doubted of his ability, blushed most of the time. He didn't care about the strange place he was in now. He yelled at his voice: ”how can I be weak? Obviously, he is too heavy

It is too young to stand the stimulation of others. Zheng Quzhi shook his head, covered the bottom of his eyes as if thinking, to cope with the answer: ”yes, yes, he is too heavy.”

The second room has arrived, and Yang Huai'an is still a little angry. The tone of the first half sentence is not very good, and the second half has already taken some politeness: ”this is 202. Shall we go in?”

”What can we do without going in?” Zheng Quzhi sighed, and carefully turned his head to look at Wei Yan. Seeing that his face was better, he was slightly stunned.

When Zheng Quzhi was stunned, Yang Huai'an opened the door.

There are four beds. It looks like this is a ward. However, Zheng Quzhi and Yang Huai'an will not forget that this is a hospital in a ghost house, and this ghost house is built on a mass grave.

Think like this, two people then vigilant rise.

Zheng Quzhi hasn't eaten for a long time. In addition, after running with Wei Yan on his back for such a long time, some people feel tired and walk towards the bed.

After looking at the bed for a few times, he even let Yang Huai'an squat down to look under the bed. After seeing nothing, Zheng Quzhi was relieved and lifted the quilt to put Wei Yan down.

All of a sudden, the sight of a coagulation.

On the white sheet, a woman was lying there. The white sheet has been dyed red with blood. It is like opening a switch suddenly. The woman lying on it immediately cries: ”ah! Don't kill me! Don't kill me

The expression on her face is twisted and painful, and looks like a weak woman who is really about to be killed. But the premise is to ignore the big hole in her chest and the missing forehead.

Zheng Quzhi subconsciously stepped back, pale.