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The takeaway guy stood where he was, looking at Zhou Ze who was sitting behind the counter across the counter.
"Don't be afraid, there is no camera in the store, and I don't have a recording pen here." Zhou Ze stretched his waist, "Of course, you won't believe me when I say that, tsk, it's up to you."
"I don't know what you mean." The delivery boy was very calm.
A person who can do such a thing must be very calm.
The police haven't specifically targeted the arsonist until now. This is his ability. Of course, it is a derogatory term here.
"I'm pretty sure that you set the fire." Zhou Ze spread his hands, he was just stating a fact, a fact that didn't need to be refuted at all.
"You're drunk." The delivery boy said.
"Not drunk."
Zhou Ze smiled.
"Just based on this, you say I started the fire? Are you stronger than the police?" The delivery guy's expression was already tense, but he was still restraining himself.
"Hiss Of course I'm not as good as the police, but I'm not blind. As for me saying that I think you are an arsonist based on that, I'm sorry, it's really not.
I just confirm that you are the arsonist first, and then push back an evidence to experience the feeling of Conan. "
Zhou Ze pointed behind the delivery guy,
The delivery guy immediately turned his head. He thought there were policemen standing there, but there was no one, and there was no siren.
In this almost dead mall, and it was late at night, there was not even a passerby.
"They all came in with you," Zhou Ze said.
"Who?" The delivery boy frowned.
"The six people who died in the movie theater, they followed you in, and when I saw it, I said 'oh', you are the murderer, it's obvious.
? Except for that douchebag standing behind me who hates me wholeheartedly,
You can't say that the other six victims all identified the wrong murderer, can you? "
Zhou Ze stood up slowly and looked at the delivery boy in front of him.
"Pretending to be a ghost!" The takeaway boy almost started to growl. For some reason, he felt that his pressure was increasing, and cold sweat began to flow out of his face.
"Don't be nervous, they won't hurt you."
Zhou Ze came out from behind the counter, holding a plastic bag in his hand.
There is a small box of rice and some pickles in a plastic bag.
In Zhou Ze's line of sight, there were six people sitting on plastic benches, both men and women, and two of them were elderly.
They all sat there neatly and read books, very quiet, not noisy at all.
In front of everyone, Zhou Ze placed a bowl of rice covered with pickles, and disposable chopsticks were inserted straight into the rice and stood upright.
Later, Zhou Ze took out another bottle of liquor that cost less than 10 yuan, poured it out of the plastic cup at the water dispenser, and put a glass in front of each of them.
"Brothers, it's not easy for me. This bookstore has been losing money since it opened, so I can only use these to entertain everyone. Don't blame me for being stingy. You are dead, but I still have to live.
Anyway, your family will also offer you offerings, not a bit worse than mine, right? "
Zhou Ze bent down and spoke as he usually greets guests.
Well, Zhou Ze didn't have the good intentions to leave a copy for that foolish douchebag in the back.
"You fucking brain is sick!" The takeaway boy couldn't hold back anymore, "Oh, I should really record it for you and post it on the Internet, so that the water friends can see your virtue together!"
"Do you dare?" Zhou Ze turned sideways, "It's as if you really dare. You've only been broadcasting live for a few days, and you're down every now and then."
Yes, there are many reasons why the police have not found the arsonist, but if the police have key suspects to track down, it will be difficult for the arsonist to hide.
"I'm leaving, you have a problem with your mind."
The takeaway guy changed his previous amiable face, he can successfully transfer his popularity to the live broadcast, and at the same time earn huge income, not only because he is a "hero", but also because of his own marketing plan.
He is very down-to-earth, and at the same time, the original image setting is very good. On this basis, the live broadcast of food delivery is originally a very boring thing, but it can also be watched with gusto.
He knew that he was panicked, and he was also in a mess, so he wanted to leave and escape from this bookstore.
He regretted coming here today, very, very much.
Zhou Ze didn't go to stop him, but when the delivery boy reached out to push him away.came back.
Zhou Ze knew that it was very easy for him to beat all these ghosts out of their wits. For example, the Doubi who had been with him for a week was finally slapped to death by himself after the cd was over and he was about to amplify his moves.
But I really don't know how to do it if I let myself get rid of these ghosts, and Zhou Ze is a ghost himself, so it's not convenient to do this, it's like asking Zhang Fei to embroider.
"There is a way to the underworld, and the underworld can be crossed!"
A loud shout came from outside the house, and then, the door of the bookstore was pushed open, and Xu Qinglang walked in, holding a small porcelain bowl with rice grains in it, and three incense sticks stuck in it at the same time.
"rise!"
The three fragrances burn quickly,
At the same time, the rice grains in the bowl also changed from crystal white to black, and the black mist on the six people began to fade at this time, and finally, their faces began to change from the cold and chill at the beginning to peace and tranquility.
All six of them sat down slowly, in front of their bowls and chopsticks.
"Xu Qinglang!" Zhou Ze shouted pointing at Xu Qinglang,
very excited,
Really excited,
More excited than seeing Dr. Lin coming out of the bath,
Think about how difficult it is for me to eat this week,
Can you not be excited!
As for Xu Qinglang's performance just now, Zhou Ze is not surprised. In fact, everyone just saw it through and didn't say it.
Xu Qinglang rolled his eyes at Zhou Ze, and in an instant, there were all kinds of charms, like the rhododendrons on the mountain were blooming,
But at the same time said angrily:
"Are you having a Chinese New Year midnight party here?"
"I don't want to either." Zhou Ze briefly explained the matter to Xu Qinglang.
Xu Qinglang nodded to indicate that he understood, and bowed to the six people:
"Everyone, for the first seven nights of returning to the soul, you should go back and see your relatives. They should be waiting for you at home. I will give you an explanation of what happened here."
When the six people heard the words, they all left silently through the glass.
Zhou Ze's gaze was on the bowl containing "black rice",
"Why doesn't this thing affect me?"
The corner of Xu Qinglang's mouth twitched, resisting the urge to fight Zhou Ze for 300 rounds,
Hum said:
"You are different."
He is still angry, and has opinions on Zhou Ze, which is unbalanced, but because of his appearance, temperament and voice, the sentence "you are different" has a strong boudoir resentment.
Immediately afterwards,
Xu Qinglang looked at the takeaway boy who was curled up in the corner and fainted from fright, "How will he deal with it?"
Having said that, Xu Qinglang made a one-size-fits-all action.
Zhou Ze shook his head,
road:
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