Long Live Hades

Chapter 2 Detective-like Reasoning

"Spiritual event?" Zhang Wei exclaimed.

"What exactly is it?" Chu Xuanyuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You will know when you go." The driver turned his head back and ignored them.

The three people sitting in the back row panicked all of a sudden.

Holding his big fleshy face, Zhang Wei said in a panic: "The supernatural event! It must be related to ghosts. If we don't handle it well, we might be haunted by ghosts. When we go to the toilet, ghosts grab our feet and drag them." Drowning in the toilet is terrible...Xiao Ming, can we not accept this task?"

Wang Xiaoming glanced at him lightly, and then said: "You can rest assured, we may be caught, but you will be stuck in the toilet and cannot fall down."

"I think what Wang Xiaoming said is correct." Chu Xuanyuan made up his sword.

The car stopped quickly, and Wang Xiaoming and others got out of the car.

The three of them were arranged in a very luxuriously decorated living room.

"Our boss is still in a meeting. He will entertain you after the meeting is over. If you have any requirements, you can tell me." The man still held his head high, as if no one looked down on him.

After speaking, he left, and then the three of them were left in the house.

Chu Xuanyuan was not worried at all, he raised his legs, took out an obscene book from his pocket, and placed it in front of his eyes, while Zhang Wei looked worried, looking around, unable to sit still.

Wang Xiaoming put his hands on his knees, his eyes were gloomy... he was playing psp.

Chen Zhenshan did not come for a long time, and time gradually passed.

As time went by, Zhang Wei's restlessness became more and more intense.

"Hey, hey, this is a supernatural event, aren't you worried at all?" Zhang Wei looked at the two and couldn't help saying loudly.

"What's there to worry about, supernatural event? Do you think there are ghosts in this world? Ah, you've cleared the level." Wang Xiaoming curled his lips and played the game intently.

"Xiao Ming is right. You don't need to have any anxiety. This so-called supernatural incident should be an oolong. As far as the tasks we took over after our establishment, there were ten times when we got involved with supernatural beings. Seven of them The first time was just a misunderstanding, because some coincidences outside created some seemingly terrifying scenes, and the remaining three times were all framed by someone." Chu Xuanyuan pushed his glasses, and turned the pages of the indescribable book.

"I think maybe someone is jealous. You know, in just a few years, I was directly promoted from an ordinary doctor to the position of vice president. This is quite fast. There must be someone who is jealous and pretends to be a ghost. He, we are not so much catching ghosts as we are catching people." Wang Xiaoming raised his head and gave Zhang Wei a meaningful look.

Zhang Wei stared at Wang Xiaoming, his face gradually turned red, and then asked.

"I think you are really beautiful. Really, I don't mind if you are a man, as long as you are willing to dress up as a woman every day. Would you like to associate with me?"

"Get out." Wang Xiaoming only used one word to express his mood and his opinion on this matter.

"It's superficial to fall in love with someone because of their appearance." Chu Xuanyuan closed the book in his hand, and said to Zhang Wei.

"Hey, hey, you don't have the right to talk about me, right?" Zhang Wei pointed at the book in Chu Xuanyuan's hand.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the time on the PSP, then looked at the gradually dimming sky outside the window, and then gradually frowned.

"It's already nine o'clock. We arrived here at 06:30. It's been two and a half hours. Did we forget about this Chen Zhenshan?" Wang Xiaoming didn't see a slight bit of dissatisfaction.

"I'm hungry." Zhang Wei clutched his stomach and slumped on the sofa.

"You point that way, your flesh is pressing on me." Chu Xuanyuan pushed Zhang Wei's big belly.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaoming stood up abruptly, then walked to the door and opened it.

Although the conference room was well decorated, it didn't seem to be used often, and it made a creaking sound when it was opened.

The door opened, and the lights in the room shone out, a small area at the door was illuminated, and the rest of the area was abnormally dark.

With the help of the light at the door, Wang Xiaoming saw that there was no one on the seat at the door.

The haughty driver was supposed to be sitting here, serving them, but now it was empty.

"What's going on here? Why is there no one there?" Zhang Wei poked his head out from the door and looked around.

But the left side is dark, and the right side is also dark. After a small piece of light at the door and a very limited surrounding, nothing else can be seen.

"At this point, it might be a takeaway." Chu Xuanyuan speculated. "Or go to the bathroom."

"It's a bit cold." Zhang Wei hugged his big belly and kept rubbing it.

"Maybe it's because the air conditioner is turned on a lot." After speaking, Wang Xiaoming closed the door again, and the three of them sat on the sofa again.

"The first floor is dedicated to receiving guests and reassuring family members. That's why there are no windows at all, and everything is air-conditioned." Wang Xiaoming said.

"Then shall we continue to wait?" Zhang Wei rubbed his hands, looking very cold.

"Look, this way you won't be cold." As he said, Chu Xuanyuan handed the Sora Aoi collection to Wang Xiaoming.

"Who wants to look at your shit! My three hundred wives are still waiting for me at home, how could I have moved on?" Zhang Wei turned his head away, rejecting Chu Xuanyuan's kindness.

The three of them didn't speak any more, and the atmosphere gradually cooled down according to the air.

The silence became long, and the room was very quiet, only the breathing of the three of them remained.

"Dong dong dong." Suddenly, there was a sound of small footsteps.

Zhang Wei was terrified.

"What's going on?" Zhang Wei stood up and looked at the other two.

"The courier should have arrived." Chu Xuanyuan drenched in saliva, and then turned the pages of the book again.

And Wang Xiaoming finally took his eyes off the psp: "Hush."

Wang Xiaoming frowned, quickly covered Zhang Wei's mouth, and signaled him to calm down.

Then the three of them listened carefully, the sound of hurried footsteps increased from small to loud, and then gradually became smaller after reaching the loudest. When he disappeared completely, Wang Xiaoming let go of his hand.

"What happened?" Zhang Wei asked. "No...the ghost appeared?"

"Ghosts don't have footsteps, and those with footsteps are zombies." Chu Xuanyuan said.

As soon as Zhang Wei heard the word zombie, he screamed in fright. His fat body and courage were inversely proportional.

"Xuanyuan, don't scare the fat man, the fat man is timid." Wang Xiaoming glanced at Chu Xuanyuan.

Chu Xuanyuan let out an expressionless expression.

"Don't be afraid, just listen to me first." Wang Xiaoming patted Zhang Wei's shoulder, motioning him to be quiet.

"As we said before, there must be no ghosts in this world. It's not all coincidences, or someone is causing trouble. I know this place well, and I can be sure that after nine o'clock here, all patients will be locked up, and the doctor on duty will also be locked up. Everyone will start to rest. At this time, the people inside the hospital will never walk around at will. Even if the patients will take out, each class will have a locked fence net, and there is no way to escape."

"And you have to know that when I escaped before, I already calculated that this road is the ultimate way to escape from this hospital. Therefore, someone must have entered this place." Wang Xiaoming said firmly.

Chu Xuanyuan felt very curious at the time: "How can you be sure that the one who ran out just now wasn't the driver who went to pick up the takeaway, or maybe it was the patient who just ran out?"

Wang Xiaoming smirked twice, and then spit out a long and thin iron wire from his mouth: "I'm sure, no one can do this except me."

"Then what do you mean..." Chu Xuanyuan looked at Wang Xiaoming.

"I mean, the one who ran in just now should be the person pretending to be a scary ghost." Wang Xiaoming's eyes flickered brightly.