Chapter 97: Plastic brotherhood

Lin Chiang: "I will not die, nor will I go to with you."
Chen Zhang’s eyes only swept over the photo frame, and staying for more than a second was torture. He was curious what compulsory education this person had received.
Slightly raised his arm and made a gesture.
Lin Chiang frowned: "What do you mean?"
"It's very simple to test whether a person is a ghost." Chen Zhang pointed to the other side of the entrance. Lin Chiang glanced at him, and finally leaned against the wall as he intended, and Chen Zhang was on the other side.
"Are there any coins?"
Lin Chiang opened his purse, a hundred yuan banknotes.
Through the rather dim light, Chen Zhan shook his head, took off the accessories of the amulet, and flicked the button somewhere in the darkness.
There was little movement, but this time almost magnified infinitely at the moment of landing.
Chen Zhan murmured, and could hear very slight footsteps.
There is no sound when the ghost walks.
Lin Chiang raised his eyebrows...this is the result you want?
Chen Zhang shook his head, beckoning to wait.
As the footsteps became heavier, Chen Zhan estimated the distance from the opponent to the door. When the prediction was almost the same, he took a step and yelled like a fierce little wolf.
"Ah---"
When anyone walked out of the door, they yelled when they suddenly rushed out, and they would be shocked.
Taking advantage of the time when the other party hadn't responded, Chen Zhan hurriedly gave Lin Chi Ang a glance, worried that it might be too dark to see clearly, and said directly: "Smash!"
Lin Chiang took the opportunity to hit him downright, and after the cry of pain came, Chen Zhang stepped forward and gave a foot.
"Hiss... hurts."
On the other side, Lin Chiang looked down at the cracked portrait. His eyes were dark and his voice was cold. "You dare to hurt my grandmother."
The man who whispered the words made two feet.
Chen Zhang was about to turn on the flashlight to see the true face of Lushan. Lin Chiang suddenly pushed him away: "There are fellow parties."
There may be more than one person judging from the messy footsteps.
Chen Zhan: "I ran to a secret place to hide, and you broke."
Lin Chiang: "...Are you still human?"
Chen Zhang sighed: "To make time for the alarm, if we confess here, it will be reported as martyrdom..."
Having said all that, Lin Chiang looked ugly: "Go call."
Fighting sounds continued from behind, Chen Chan seemed to be slow, but in fact moved quickly.
He was quite loyal, he didn’t have a visual battle, he joined the scuffle after reporting the police,
"Quick battle and quick decision." The unidentified person in the dark said in a dumb voice.
"Want to run?" Chen Zhang narrowed his eyes and stood at the door. He had a kind of immortality.
It lasted for ten minutes in total. The alarming speed of City Y was always very fast. When the siren sounded at the door, Chen Zhan obviously felt the tension of the shooter.
"Justice is coming." He said as a judge.
The next second, the sound of the door being broken was enough to shake people's hearts.
Facts and imaginations were slightly different, and they were escorted into the police car. Lin Chiang's eyes before Chen Zheng were obviously not very friendly.
Chen Zhang encountered this kind of scene for the first time, but his eyes were unsurprised, and he said indifferently: "Perhaps because they are miserable."
Even with the light, it's not easy to see what face those people were originally wearing.
Lin Chiang no longer spoke much, and the car was fast. Now the police are divided according to the photo area. He foresees that if he goes on like this, he will pay a visit to all police stations thanks to Chen Zhang.
Many people were taken separately for trial.
Chen Zhang explained the reason truthfully: "There are rumors that my family is haunted, and I happened to hear that Licheng Square is haunted too, so I went to see it and found some inspiration.
After recording the confession, it has been a long time since I saw Lin Chiang, and Chen Zhang couldn't help but stop a female police officer who seemed to speak better to inquire about the situation.
"He doesn't cooperate well." The policewoman smiled: "I asked why I beat people. I was determined that those people beat his grandmother first, and said you can testify."
Chen Zhan bounced.
Female police officer: "According to our investigation, his grandmother passed away long ago." Speaking of which, he couldn't help laughing: "Isn't this just touching the porcelain?"
When you do it, you are bound to take on the relationship, and several people have a responsibility. Chen Zhan was relatively clean, after all, he participated in a negligible process from beginning to end.
Several people are still in mediation, and Yin Ronglan received the news from the company when it was half an hour later.
Chen Zhang was not detained, but was educated by a simple warning. Yin Ronglan was slightly helpless to see him: "Isn't you going back earlier?"
Chen Zhang repeated what he said before.
The police has more experience in handling cases than he did. From the arson case to the present, it is obvious that things are unusual. Why do you want to pay attention to the evidence when dealing with a case?
"I think there are several bodyguards around the star," the police officer who just gave him a statement came over: "If you can't, you can hire a few."
The house was burnt, the restaurant was assassinated, and now there are haunts again. This is no ordinary coincidence.
Chen Zhang smiled: "I will pay attention."
"You can rest assured that we will solve the case as soon as possible."
The two sides shook hands, Chen Zhang said please, got up and prepared to leave with Yin Ronglan.
Before leaving, Leng Buding remembered someone: "When...when can he release?"
Who this ‘he’ refers to is clear at a glance.
"We have to wait for the injury report to come out, and it's more important to see who has the responsibility. But the few who sneak into the mall can't run."
Chen Zhan thought about it, Lin Chiang was pretty good, at least he did not confess himself.
You have to know that he also entered through the window, but was cleverly covered up by the other party.
Before wearing the seat belt, Chen Zhan's eyebrows never stretched out completely.
Yin Ronglan looked at his state in the eyes and comforted: "The matter is here, just let it go."
Chen Zhan made a gap in the car window, and the wind blew a lot to be more comfortable: "This kind of haunting will not have much effect if it is spread."
He didn't care about the conspiracy, but no one likes to face the unknown.
Chen Zhan turned his head to look at Yin Ronglan who was driving: "What do you say this is playing?"
It is Mr. Wu's hand that it is impossible to conclude this matter at present.
Yin Ronglan calmly controlled the steering wheel: "Puzzling and confusing does not necessarily mean that the matter itself is complicated, you may try to reason from the results."
Chen Zhang listened quietly.
Yin Ronglan smiled on his lips: "It's like pushing back with the purpose of hurting you."
The idea is clear, but I still can't think of too much specific content.
In the case of a bad brain, Chen Zhang touched his belly: "It seems that I am hungry."
Yin Ronglan turned around at the next intersection: "Go to dinner first."
The specialties of high-end restaurants at night are expensive and difficult to book seats. It is not difficult for Yin Ronglan to have a seat, but the speed of serving this food is long enough.
Chen Zhang took out his mobile phone and finished the unfinished article.
Yin Ronglan hurriedly glanced over to Lin Chiang's name: "Today's content is to take him as the protagonist?"
Chen Zhang: "After all, it has blocked me."
Temporarily create a bright and magnificent image and be entitled to compensation.
Yin Ronglan smiled and said: "Lin Chiang should have expected that you would do so before carrying it out."
Stop loss in time, have already entered, and take little comfort.
Chen Zhang knew the reason, but did not mind: "Mutual benefit, I am not a loss."
Yin Ronglan nodded his head in agreement.
In the next twenty minutes, Chen Zhang showed what is called typing speed. On the premise of having material, an article is easy to write. The protagonist of the male god's book is not Lin Chiang, so he is going to issue it in a special form. After checking it again, he will ask the person on the opposite side: "Do you want to see it?"
"it is good."
What is presented is a completely different magical style-
The elevator was not energized, and it stepped on a hard metal plate. Half of each other was soaked in darkness.
The noise from below is getting louder, and no one knows what to face.
It's like an exploration to go under a dangerous cliff.
He walked ahead, standing tall like a cypress, and said coldly, "I will deal with ghosts."
I don't answer, the purpose of this trip is just to find the truth of the creepy ghost legend.
And he, the heir of Tangtang Lin Group, was offended because of the interests of the investment project.
The common interest brings us together.
Stepping over the last step of the stairs, a icy wind seemed to penetrate through my ankles.
And he still walked steadily at the forefront, his pace was not stagnation. Approaching the sound source, he finally unzipped the mysterious backpack—
A fierce battle is about to start.
"Did it be an exaggeration to gather together?" Yin Ronglan only looked at the last paragraph and raised his head with a smile: "This is writing tomb robbing?"
The waiter just delivered the meal at this time, Chen Zhan deliberately made an elegant dining action and raised his eyebrows: "As a result, everyone will only see the glorious side of Lin Chi.
Yin Ronglan returned the mobile phone to him, and when Chen Zhan wrote, he said: "Things may not be as smooth as you think."
The new chapter has been sent out, Chen Zhan said while dining: "Where is the problem?"
Yin Ronglan: "Look at the comments later to see."
During a meal, Chen looked at the comment again, and it was quite different from what was expected. In order to protect Lin Chiang's image of Wei An, he did not mention the last section where the portrait was taken.
It's just that the comments don't seem so friendly.
[Listen to the rain: collect black money, report it. 】
[World security: spread false information, get rid of! 】
[Wushanxiayu: Unless you tell me that he took one million dollars out of his shoulder bag and killed the other party, otherwise the plot is made up indiscriminately! 】
Yin Ronglan seemed to anticipate this situation: "The image of the president you created was approachable, with some contrasts, and suddenly changing the style of writing is equivalent to collapsing."
During the time he spoke, Chen Zhan saw what online powdering was like, and couldn't help shaking his head: "But I'm not ashamed to ask."
At least we should do our best to Lin Chi Angren.
After leaving the restaurant, he took a light breath of the air outside, and Chen Zhan suddenly turned around to see Yin Ronglan, and asked seriously: "If I now write that Lin Chiang took out a small handkerchief from the bag and dumped it, can I raise the powder back? ?"
The author has something to say: Chen Zhang: "I regret it."
Yin Ronglan: ...want to spit out the vinegar he just ate, the relationship between him and Lin Chiang was indeed false.