The entertainment industry is also haunted today

The entertainment circle, using the circle to describe this industry is actually the best image.

There is a thick wall in this circle, those outside the circle are overwhelmed and unable to get in, and those inside the circle are anxious and unable to get out.

Those outside the circle envy the glamor in the circle, but they don't know that there are bloody and rotting bodies hidden under those glamorous surfaces.

In order to get ahead, some people are working hard in a down-to-earth manner, while others use their brains to take shortcuts.

Tang Xu has also heard that some people raise little ghosts in exchange for fame and fortune for their own benefit.But because doing so is actually detrimental to yin and morality, and it will also damage the health of the ghost raiser, so unless they are fascinated or dazzled, few people will easily try this crooked way.

So Tang Xu's heart skipped a beat when he talked about the breeder, and at the same time, he doubted the professional ethics of these ghosts-he didn't take the initiative to provoke them. Could it be that the business of raising little ghosts is still mandatory and automatically bound?

He controlled his voice not to tremble, but his mouth trembled involuntarily, and he spit out three words: "Raise a kid?"

The eyebrow boss nodded, "This thing is quite popular in Thailand, but it's rare in China."

Tang Xu was quite tired, "This brat just called me in Japanese...Mom."

"Then it might come from Japan," the eyebrow boss affirmed, "or its mother or father is a Japanese."

"It's probably because you have too much yin and weak yang to get close to you. After the magnetic field is aligned, staying by your side is the most comfortable and safest choice for it."

Tang Xu rubbed the center of his brows, "Then is there any way for him to leave me now?"

The eyebrow boss nodded and said: "There is a way, I can make it return to its previous owner."

"..." Tang Xu felt tired again, "Its previous owner is no longer in this world."

The eyebrow boss was stunned, "Dead? How did you die?"

Tang Xu dug out today's push news from his phone and pointed it out to him, "It should be a homicide, and the murderer hasn't been found yet."

The other party took the phone and read the report word for word, with a dignified expression.

"If this is the case, it will be much more troublesome."

"what happened?"

"Raising a little ghost is different from raising a Gumantong. Raising a little ghost is detrimental to Yin and virtue. It needs to be fed with the blood of the owner, and there is a high possibility of backlash."

"Ordinary little ghosts can only be sent away by the owner himself, and at the same time, a certain price must be paid. But if the owner dies before then, the little ghost will not leave on its own."

"Unless the owner's spirit body appears on its own initiative and brings the little ghost along for salvation."

"But in contradiction to this, people who die unexpectedly will usually become evil spirits because of obsession after death. The evil spirits cannot be rescued until the obsession dissipates."

Tang Xu digested his words, "You mean, until the other party's case is found out, this brat can only follow me?"

"That's what it means," the eyebrow boss glanced at him half admiringly, half sympathetically, "It should be noted that although you are compatible with its magnetic field now, you are a living person after all, and you have a special constitution, which is not compatible with this The little ghost stays for a long time and may make you...become its kind."

These words passed through my heart with a chill, Tang Xu looked down at the kid who was sitting obediently on the side, the other party looked at Tang Xu curiously, stretched out a blue-gray arm to rest on Tang Xu's ankle, and immediately called out. He felt cold all over.

Tang Xu wrapped himself tightly in a padded jacket, moved his position, and asked without looking at the aggrieved expression of the kid, "How long will it have an impact after following me?"

The eyebrow boss gave an affirmative answer this time: "It will take 20 days if it is slow, and it will be half a month if it is fast."

Tang Xu put his hands in his pockets, squeezed the amulet tightly, and suddenly cared about the Anlian City criminal police's ability to detect and solve crimes in his heart.

The shooting in the afternoon went on as usual. The little ghost was determined to stick to Tang Xu's trouser leg. Tang Xu was worried that the camera would capture him. Fortunately, the lens was also a materialistic lens, which perfectly filtered out the little ghost next to Tang Xu.

Back at the hotel at night, when Tang Xu had already stepped into the room, Xue Ji passed behind him chatting on the phone.

"Where's Xiao Rui? Are you asleep?"

"Let me see him," Xue Ji chuckled, with a particularly doting tone, "Our Xiaorui is so cute and handsome."

This tone is so doting that the person on the other end of the phone is either his son or his girlfriend.

Is Xue Ji also a family of hidden marriages?Tang Xu poked his head out curiously for a look, but unexpectedly met Xue Ji who swiped his card to open the door.

"..." Tang Xu hurriedly retracted his head guiltily.

Seeing his actions, Xue Ji suddenly realized after a while that Tang Xu had misunderstood something, hurriedly hung up the phone and strode over, wanting to defend himself.

But he was still a step too late, Tang Xu had already closed the door with a click.

Xue Ji faced the closed door silently: "..."

Forget it, according to Tang Xu's habits in the past two days, it is estimated that he will knock on his door again tomorrow morning.

Tang Xu, who was separated by the door, didn't know Xue Ji's mental activities. He thought he had accidentally heard Xue Ji's secret, and he was thinking about what he would do tomorrow so he could pretend that he didn't hear anything.

Tang Xu took the pajamas and pushed the little ghost who wanted to go into the bathroom with him, but the little ghost didn't move at all, hugging his calf tightly and refused to let go.

Tang Xu was discouraged, went to the bathroom and turned on the Yuba, adjusted the water temperature, and let the kid crawl around on the floor.

But as soon as he took off his clothes, he felt a bone-chilling chill, and Tang Xu fell silent. With the brat beside him, the Yuba was useless.

But this kid saw Tang Xu entered the shower room, so he wanted to follow him in, and stretched out his arms to hug Tang Xu's leg.

It probably already regards Tang Xu's legs as its royal throne.

Tang Xu couldn't dodge in time, was hugged by it, and suddenly felt that half of his body was about to freeze.

In desperation, he opened the mixing valve, held up the shower and rushed at the kid.

The kid probably didn't expect that he could also come in to take a shower, and was caught off guard by the hot water, let go of his hands and sat down on the ground.

"Ugh..."

Seeing that the kid was about to cry again, Tang Xu endured the coldness of his frozen hands, picked it up, opened the bathroom door, and threw it out.

After leaving a sentence of "sit here, I will cry and kick you again" and closed the door neatly.

The kid who was doused in water and thrown out: "..."

The little ghost stood guard at the door of the bathroom, and when Tang Xu came out satisfied after taking a shower, he rushed over and grabbed his trousers again.

Tang Xu twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he had brought a child.

He gathered the pajamas on his body, which he just bought today.A series of recent incidents made Tang Xu decide that he should put on his clothes when going out in the future.

Easy to escape.

There was a faint smell of blood in the room. Tang Xu didn't pay much attention to it at first. He just wanted to go back to bed and rest, but he took a step back when he walked to the edge of the bed.

On the white wall beside the bed, some blood words appeared at some point.

Tang Xu held his breath, writing in blood very scribbled, the first row is a string of numbers [137xxxxxxxx], which should be a string of phone numbers, and next to it are three words that are clumped together like a ball of yarn: Fu Wenze.

Below that was even more scribbled blood characters, Tang Xu squinted his eyes trying to figure out what was written.

use me.

Tang Xu almost subconsciously guessed who made the bloody wall - the person who had never appeared before, the deceased Li Antong.

He took two deep breaths, took out his mobile phone to write down the string of numbers, turned his head and ran out.

Regardless of whether there are ghosts in the room or not, he will not be able to sleep after tossing around the room like this.

After a while, Xue Ji next door opened the door, and Tang Xu, who he expected to appear, stood at the door.

Tang Xu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled awkwardly, "Borrow, borrow for one night?"

**********

On the evening of January [-], Boan City.

Fu Wenze studied at a well-known local police academy, and has taken over many cases, large and small, after taking office.Now even if he sits on the chair of the deputy team at the age of 27 and asks himself, he still has not forgotten his original intention.

It gets dark early in winter, and it was already dark after just a few hours after arriving in Bo'an City.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his sister, and then returned to the interview.

[If you are hungry, order takeaway first, and I will be home in an hour and a half. 】

From Bo'an City to Anlian City, an hour's drive is enough.

"You mean Li Antong?" The woman who spoke was Li Antong's former colleague, her voice was relatively thin, and it sounded a bit harsh, "Is she dead?"

Fu Wenze frowned slightly, his tone was very official, "Yes."

The little policeman next to him took out a photo from his handbag, "This is the scene of the crime. What is her personality like? Is there anyone who has a grudge against her?"

The female colleague was startled when she saw the photo, and quickly shook her head when she heard the policeman's question, "She doesn't usually communicate with us very much, by the way, comrade policeman, are you sure this is homicide?"

Fu Wenze didn't answer but instead asked, "How?"

The female colleague was a little hesitant, and said after a long while: "A few times when I passed by the toilet, I saw Li Antong buried his head in the pool full of water..."

She licked her lower lip nervously, "I think... this may be her personal hobby, and it may be related to her mental state. She said that she had depression before."

The little policeman keenly caught a sliver of information, "Isn't she not communicating with you very much? Do you know that she suffered from depression?"

The female colleague said vaguely: "I heard this by accident." After that, she never responded directly to the question.

It was getting late, and they had to rush back to Anlian City. Fu Wenze chatted with several other people who had crossed paths with Li Antong.

In general, there are not many gains, and the biggest gain is probably the female colleague who leaked her words.

"Brother Fu, I think there is definitely something wrong with that female colleague." The little policeman who was driving turned the steering wheel and made a turn. "Look, there are contradictions in what she said before and after. She said that she was not familiar with the deceased, and then said that The deceased had depression."

"It is impossible for people who have had this disease to publicize that they have had it. It is most likely that the deceased told her. I suspect that the relationship between the two is not just as simple as colleagues."

The little policeman snorted, "Brother Fu, do you think the deceased's death has something to do with her?"

Fu Wenze responded noncommittally, "The analysis is well-founded."

The little policeman beamed, "That's not true."

Fu Wenze didn't say anything more, leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes slightly, and seemed to be recuperating.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, announcing a new message.

Fu Wenze raised his eyebrows. This message came from an unfamiliar number.

[Is it Officer Fu? 】

When passing the off-ramp of the expressway, the little policeman caught a glimpse of Fu Wenze's fingers tapping on the phone screen, and asked casually, "Brother Fu is chatting with his sister again?"

Fu Wenze pursed his lips, and replied, "Yes."