After hanging up the phone, Zhao Zhu couldn't help shaking his head. Weasel, another yellow-skinned man, how come there are yellow-skinned men everywhere.

Zhao Zhu still remembered that he, Zhu Jianping and Xiong Zhiqi went to Xu Fu's tomb not long ago, and they met a yellow-skinned boy who was still wearing a mask. The mask was still in Zhao Zhu's hands. It was just the novice task before the group owner. Maybe Zhao Zhu brought the mask into the mission world, and it was estimated that it was taken away by Zhu Jianping, and maybe Zhu Jianping brought it into his own mission world.

It was also said at the beginning that whoever enters the mission world will bring it in. After all, Zhao Zhu and Zhu Jianping are both spiritual strengtheners, and this mask can be worn and used by each of them.

The weasel is a very evil creature, it is good at holding vengeance, and it will be revengeful, and it has a kind of wisdom no less than that of a fox. Of course, because the weasel is really too bad-looking, so in historical mythology, beauties are all demon foxes. Changed, and the weasel seems to only be able to incarnate the image of an old woman.

However, since there is a problem with his own project, Zhao Zhu still has to take a look at it anyway. If it is really dirty, he will clean it up easily. Zhao Zhu does not like to be the kind of person who walks the world to eliminate demons and guard the road. Righteous people, but this does not mean that if a dirty thing comes to your door, you will just sit back and ignore it.

He changed his clothes and just walked out of the villa, there was a sound from Zhao Zhu's mobile phone. It was a QQ voice call. Zhao Zhu was a little surprised by the name of the other party, because he didn't know why this person sent him a QQ call. , This person, called Subei, is the powerful magician in the last mission world.

"Hello, hello." Zhao Zhu answered the phone.

"Hello, hello." Subei's voice came from the other end of the phone.

After that, the two were silent together, and neither of them spoke.

Zhao Zhu had to speak again: "You called me."

"Well, I know, but I don't know how to tell you about it."

"If it's hard to tell. You can choose not to say it, and we'll just hang up as if nothing happened, okay?"

"Uh... not good, because I'm in trouble."

"I know, what's the trouble?"

"My girlfriend is missing. I need your help."

"Why don't you look for your girlfriend if she's missing? You are a magician with dual cultivation of water and fire. How dare you stop you from looking for someone?"

"If only the person was lost, it would be fine, but. She is by my side, but the soul is lost."

"Specifically, what's going on." Zhao Zhu replied as he walked.

"I feel like you're busy right now, isn't it inconvenient?" Subei asked.

"Well, I'm a little busy. There's something wrong with my hospital, maybe there's something dirty. I'm on my way to the construction site. It's really unfortunate to encounter this kind of thing when I just came out of the novice task, oh no. I'm sorry, it's not about your girlfriend."

"It's okay, I know, by the way, listen to your tone, the novice task is not going well? It shouldn't be. For people of our level, the novice task is just playing at home." Subei seemed a little incomprehensible. .

"I thought so too, but I almost died in the last mission. There were 6 newcomers in total. Only one came back alive, and it was only by luck that I survived."

"This...Did you do something in that world that ruined the plot, so you suffered the backlash from the plot?" Subei obviously grasped the crux of the problem at once.

"That's right." Zhao Zhu replied with a bit of prevarication.

"I really convinced you. What did you get in that novice mission? It made the group owner punish you even if the plot difficulty was changed."

"Okay, I'm at the construction site. I'll call you to talk about your girlfriend's situation in detail after I've dealt with the work on the completion site. If it's really within my ability, I can go to you in person."

"Well, you can do it first. She's fine for the time being, she's still asleep, and her physical signs are normal." Subei quickly agreed and hung up the phone.

Zhao Zhu put the phone back in his pocket. At this time, in front of him, there was a row of workers' sheds, which were similar to a board placement room. There were four bunks in each room, and there were air conditioners and TV sets. The living environment was not too great. Poor, I remember that the workers who worked outside a few years ago all slept on the construction site with a mat. Although the conditions are still difficult, they are much better than before.

There are many people in a room, and you don't need to guess to know that it should be the room where the accident happened, that is, the room where the worker hanged himself.

At this time, before the police came, President Xu was handling the matter in person. He had to minimize the impact of this matter on the hospital. The hospital is a place to save people, but the outside world should not feel that it is a dead person. Otherwise, the hospital would really not be able to open.

Zhao Zhu pushed the crowd away, walked in, and found that there were already two doctors inside. President Xu was wearing light blue short sleeves and no white coat. The other two doctors were young, but they looked Very professional, taking some notes now.

"Okay, everyone who has nothing to do, go out. The police are probably coming soon, don't destroy the scene." Director Xu's workers still have some majesty. Under his persuasion, the workers watching the fun quickly dispersed.

Zhao Zhu walked in at this time, and the two young doctors who were taking notes glanced at Zhao Zhu, and then both showed surprise, because they only knew the identity of Zhao Zhu's psychiatrist, so they did not know that Zhao Zhu was here at this time. What is it, dead people still have mental illness?

"The corpse is here." Director Xu said, pointing to the corpse wrapped in a roll of straw, "The deceased is Wang Erlong, 33 years old this year. Cheng Neng, the weasel that was dug up earlier was burned by this fellow Cheng Neng."

"Burned?" Zhao Zhu asked suspiciously, "President Xu, are you sure he burned it?"

"Yes, as many people have seen, he took the weasel from the dug out coffin and said it was to be incinerated, otherwise dirty things would come out."

"That is to say, no one saw whether he really burned the weasel?" Zhao Zhu asked.

"Uh, not really."

"That's right, the weasel was not burned by him at all." Zhao Zhu concluded.

"Dr. Zhao, why do you say that?" a young doctor asked. He saw that President Xu had a good attitude towards Zhao Zhu. At this time, when talking to Zhao Zhu, his voice could not help but lower, a bit like a gesture of attacking .

"Because the weasel wasn't burned, he ate it." Zhao Zhu pointed to the deceased Wang Erlong, "The weasel's meat is still in Wang Erlong's stomach, and he's really brave, and I don't know how many years it was buried in the coffin. The corpse is actually roasted and eaten directly."

"What! Is this true?" Dean Xu was very surprised.

"That's right, it's true. The specific argument will be known when the police transport the body away and do an autopsy."

"This guy's brain is caught in the door, and he really dares to eat anything." Dean Xu was also a little angry, "Then why did he hang himself?"

"He hanged himself. It has nothing to do with this yellow-skinned man. This is not a supernatural incident. This is a homicide, and then deliberately framed this yellow-skinned man."

"Murder? That is murder!" Dean Xu exclaimed.

"Yes, the specific murderer is probably locked in the co-worker who lives in the same room with him. Urge the police to come quickly and do some key investigations. They are all migrant workers who came out to work, and they have no anti-investigation ability. The police ask questions. , I guess you can ask."

"Okay, I'll call and urge them." Dean Xu took out his mobile phone and walked out of the room.

"Doctor Zhao, how can you be so sure?" Another doctor looked at Zhao Zhu and asked.

"I've liked watching Conan since elementary school." Zhao Zhu made a joke, then left the room without delay, and walked back, because he believed that when the police arrived, after questioning and collecting evidence, he should be able to quickly If the real murderer is caught, then even if the rumors of this kind of bullying are broken, the construction period will continue to be completed.

Halfway through the road and around the flowerbed behind the hospital, Zhao Zhu stopped, shook his head, and said solemnly:

"Come out by yourself."

An old woman on crutches walked out from behind a rockery.

"Thank you, little brother, for clearing up my grievances for me. Otherwise, these idiots will think that the person killed by my aunt will be a yellow muddy crotch, not **** or shit."

"Let's be honest, he ate your flesh, would you not hate him?"

"I hate it, how can I not hate it, what a **** thing this is, the body of my aunt for more than 100 years, he actually roasted it like this, and the animals are not so greedy. But my aunt is also The practice has reached the checkpoint. At this time, don’t dare to commit murder. Otherwise, the hundred years of cultivation may fall short. The body ~lightnovelpub.net~ is kept, just as a thought, if it is gone, it will be gone. Right."

"This is the hospital I opened." Zhao Zhu reminded.

"I know that little brother is not an ordinary person, auntie, I will practice in another place."

"No, you misunderstood what I meant. This is my hospital. Would you like to stay here and be a family guardian fairy, and I will offer you incense."

"This... little brother, do you really rest assured that my aunt, I will continue to practice here?"

"What kind of thing are you, do you deserve to worry me?" Zhao Zhu asked rhetorically.

"Hey, hey, auntie, I'm really not a thing. Cheng, burn some clothes and a few incense sticks for auntie me every year during the festival, and auntie will keep your hospital safe and sound."

Old Huangpizi patted his flat chest and said. (To be continued.)

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