Chapter 1315: Fanwai 18 pretend to be a ghost

Chapter Eighteen
Because Han Fei felt a little embarrassed in this incident, there were only three people participating this time.
However, Han Fei is still more worried about how the three of them might be fooled by this method? Although the theory of ghosts and gods has always been deeply rooted in people's hearts, Madam Hu is not necessarily a fool.
"Although this is feasible, how can we be sure that he believes it?"
The fingers tapped the tabletop for a while, and the sky dimmed as they watched, and there was not much time for them to act.
Zhang Liang glanced at Han Fei, and then at Yang Yu, watching his nose and nose, and was silent.
Yang Yu also felt a little funny when faced with Han Fei's question.
But after thinking about it, I also understand Han Fei's thinking. After all, Han Fei doesn't know his methods, let alone what methods he will use to achieve this goal.
After reaching out and patted Han Fei's shoulder, Yang Yu said his thoughts.
"You don't have to worry about this. You can just watch them perform at night. The three of us can buy some melon seeds and sit there watching the show."
Of course, it is impossible to buy melon seeds. It is just a metaphor. Yang Yu's main purpose is to make Han Fei relax. After all, Han Fei is a bit tight at this moment.
As a gentleman, Han Fei never thought that one day he would be such a trick.
But in order to solve the case smoothly, this kind of trick can also be tried, after all, this may be the least time-consuming and effortless method.
When Yang Yu said that they could sit down and watch the show, Han Fei was a little surprised, frowning and asking, "Who is going to do this when we watch the show? Isn't it the three of us?"
The man took a look at Han Fei inexplicably, and dipped his finger in tea water and drew a mini figure on the table.
If you look closely, you can see that this villain has a nose and eyes, but if you don’t look carefully, it’s just a general circle. Han Fei was a little confused by Yang Yu's hand. He didn’t know Yang Yu wanted it. What to do.
"Wait until night, you'll know." Yang Yu retracted his finger and looked at the side window.
After Zhang Liang coughed, he looked thoughtful at the villain painted on Yang Yu's desktop.
Time soon came to night.
Madam Hu has been a little flustered recently. Since Han Fei came that day, she has never been here again. Madam Hu didn't know if Han Fei gave up the case or found other ways to solve the case.
Recently, after meeting Madam Hu and Meiren Hu, they talked about this matter, and learned from Meiren Hu that Han Fei had tried the course of Madam Hu's action.
This discovery made Mrs. Hu even more worried. She always felt that Han Fei must have been conspiring, otherwise it would not have been so long without any voice.
When night fell, he told all the maids beside him to retreat and stay alone in the bedroom.
The body of his husband is now lying in the coffin.
Looking at the bed where her husband had died, Mrs. Hu was a little worried for a while.
He didn't want to live in this room, but there are too many eyeliners outside, and it has been rumored that he and his husband are at odds. If he doesn't live here, he will definitely take this if he is not living here. Make an article for him.
The candlelight shook slightly.
In addition to the bed, there is a chaise longue in this room. After lying on the chaise longue for a while, Madam Hu looked at the candlelight shaking on the tabletop in a daze.
I don't know if it was Madam Hu's illusion. Just when she was engrossed in the shaking candlelight, she suddenly found that the candlelight seemed to turn green.
However, this change occurred in an instant, and the color that was ordered immediately returned to normal. Madam Hu thought she was too tired and dazzled.
When I was about to relax, the window was blown open by the wind.
For a moment, the unique coolness of the night invaded the entire room, making Madam Hu feel a little uncomfortable.
It may be the reason why the wind is too strong. If it blows out the moment the window is opened, the whole room is plunged into a strange darkness.
In this darkness, Madam Hu could not hear anything except her breathing, and the entire mansion was as silent as death.
Madam Hu tried to speak out, calling her personal maid "Cui Cui!"
But no matter what Madam Hu yelled, no one answered, as if Madam Hu had been left alone in this room, Madam Hu felt more flustered the more she thought about it, and she was about to open the door and leave.
But when Madam Hu put her hand on the door bolt, she found that the door was locked from the outside.
There was also a little strange sound around, this sound was not like ordinary wind, more like a person's whimper, that person's voice was still a bit low.
I don't know if it is a psychological effect, Madam Hu always feels that this voice is particularly like that of her dead husband.
Looking around, Madam Hu couldn't see anything except the darkness, and the constant voice made Madam Hu's heart sink to the bottom.
"Who are you, don't pretend to be a ghost!" Madam Hu's voice was trembling, but she had to pretend to be tough, leaning back against the door and looking at the dark sky.
Although Mrs. Hu was a little confused, he always felt that someone must be pretending to be a fool, otherwise this would not happen.
Soon Madam Hu thought of Han Fei.
"Is it you! I didn't expect the dignified Ninth Young Master of South Korea to do something like this!"
Just as Mrs. Hu's voice fell, a figure floated in from the window.
This figure looked very thin and didn't look like an ordinary person at all, because he came in quietly. The reason Madam Hu could see him was because he emitted a faint white light in the darkness.
When she saw the face of that figure, Madam Hu couldn't help it anymore, and she squatted down and held her head tightly.
Originally, Mrs. Hu thought that someone was coming to scare him and wanted to get some information from him, but when he saw that person's face, he suddenly discovered that this person's fate was his husband who was lying in the coffin now.
Knowing that all the shrouds on his husband were worn by Mrs. Hu, he naturally recognized it.
Since Mrs. Hu didn't want to let the case go on, he used a nail to nail the coffin to the source of peace. The nail was very firm.
At night today, he deliberately went to see the coffin, and there was no sign of loosening, and the man who appeared in front of him was wearing the clothes nailed in the coffin!
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