You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

As soon as he arrived at the reservoir, Huang Nansong smelled a foul odor.

He looked at Lao Yu and saw that he was also covering his mouth and nose. He bumped his arm and said, "Lao Yu, can you go and take a look?"

There was no way he could go anyway.

What if there really is a dead person inside and you freak out?

Lao Yu nudged Xiao Yong beside him and asked, "Are you going?"

After all, he was young and energetic, and didn't want to show any timidity at all. Xiaoyong nodded and walked forward with a relaxed smile.

But before he took two steps, he was pushed away.

The one who pushed him was Xiao Zhenhao, who was smiling foolishly.

"Beauty, beauty~"

Huang Nansong shook his body subconsciously.

The afternoon sun was still quite strong, but I felt inexplicably cold all over.

He rubbed his arms vigorously and subconsciously moved closer to Su Chen.

Old Yu's pupils also shrank: "Master Su, is he...seeing a ghost?"

Su Chen shook his head.

"Then how..."

While the two were suspicious, they saw Xiao Zhenhao happily running to the side of the reservoir, picking up a magazine page from the ground, flattening it, holding it happily, and laughing foolishly: "Beauty, beauty..."

As if seeing it himself was not enough, he handed it to Xiaoyong.

Xiaoyong's eyes lit up when he saw the girl on the color page, but when he turned around, he saw something stained on the edge.

"vomit!"

He took several steps back, covering his mouth and nose.

"That's for wiping shit!"

Unfortunately, Xiao Zhenhao didn't understand what he said at all at this time. When he saw him running away, he happily ran to Su Chen and the others.

"Eh eh eh..."

Old Yu quickly raised his hand and signaled Xiao Zhenhao not to come near.

Huang Nansong also subconsciously stepped back, thought about it, and hurriedly stood in front of Su Chen.

"Xiao Hao, stop messing around!"

How could Xiao Zhenhao listen to him?

Still happily holding up the magazine page.

Huang Nansong: “!!!”

If you get shit on your face...

How embarrassing!

But this is my brother-in-law, and Taoist Su is helping me out of kindness, so I can't let Taoist Su suffer any loss.

Huang Nansong gritted his teeth and rushed towards Xiao Zhenhao.

The moment his hand grabbed the magazine, he subconsciously vomited.

He decisively tore off the page of the magazine and wanted to throw it away, but he saw his brother-in-law's eager look.

You can't throw it away, you have to hold it yourself.

But it's covered in shit...

vomit!

damned.

What bastard wipes his ass with a magazine after taking a shit?

Forget about that, can’t you choose a big man?

Huang Nansong cursed for a long time, and when he turned around, he found that Su Chen was one meter away from him.

However, although……

Master Su, I did this for you...

Huang Nansong laughed dryly: "Well, I, I'm going to wash my hands and throw this thing away by the way."

Seeing Su Chen nod, he trotted away.

Xiao Zhenhao was stunned for a moment and wanted to run after him, but after a few steps, he couldn't move.

There's no point in struggling.

Su Chen walked to the edge of the reservoir, carefully avoided a pile of feces there, easily jumped onto the reservoir which was about two meters high, looked down, and raised his eyebrows.

After experiencing the shock of walking on the ghost path before, Lao Yu and Xiao Yong were no longer surprised to see Xiao Zhenhao unable to move.

After all, they were making a living on the street, so they quickly came to their senses and walked to the reservoir together.

Xiaoyong clung to the wall of the reservoir, and Lao Yu took over and climbed up.

Before he could stand firmly, Lao Yu was almost fainted by the stench that was so strong.

Covering his mouth and nose was not enough, he pulled his collar to cover it and looked at Su Chen in disbelief.

"Seven people, six men and one woman."

"Was he killed by someone in the casino?" Old Yu looked carefully into the reservoir again.

It rained a little in the Magic City a while ago, and now the water in the pool is barely enough to cover the corpse at the bottom.

But because of the water, white maggots kept twisting their bodies on the water surface, and a pile of them was churning inside the corpse.

He quickly looked away, calmed himself, and said in confusion, "That shouldn't be the case. Even if they lost the bet, the most they would do is collect the debt. If they don't have money, they can just ask their relatives. There's no need to kill people."

The purpose of opening a casino is to make money. If you kill someone, you won’t be able to get the money, right?

Xiaoyong jumped twice at the bottom, but couldn't reach the edge of the reservoir, so he gave up.

Hearing this, he speculated, "Could it be that he won money in the casino and was being followed by the casino staff?"

"Why not just rob them? Why kill them?"

"And you, the gambler Xiaoyong, know better than anyone else. If they win money this time, they will definitely come back next time. Will the casino staff kill them?"

Xiao Yong nodded: "So is it possible that the gambler saw that they made money and killed them to steal the money?"

"He killed the witness because he was afraid that the robbery would get out and the casino people would come out to take action."

"Hey, Xiaoyong, you have a pretty good brain. I think it should be the same."

But they found it useless.

Old Yu looked at Su Chen again. Su Chen didn't say anything. He just silently took out his mobile phone and called He Wenting.

Soon he jumped off the reservoir.

Seeing him jump down easily, Lao Yu jumped too. His feet shook and his knees sank, and he almost couldn't stand up.

Xiaoyong came over to help, and he gradually got better.

He sighed, "I'm old. If I were in my twenties, I would have jumped directly from the second floor, three or four meters high, with a concrete floor below. Sigh~"

"Hey, why did Lao Huang bring someone back?"

Huang Nansong came over happily chatting with others.

The person he brought was a burly middle-aged man with a dark complexion and wearing a military coat.

He has thick eyebrows, thick lips and a square face, and looks very honest.

Old Yu turned to look at Xiaoyong, who shook his head.

"Aren't you from the casino?" He frowned. "Are you here to gamble? Check it out first?"

"may be."

"Old Huang, what a joke! Why bring someone like that here?"

Huang Nansong took two quick steps and led his people towards Su Chen with a smile.

"Master Su, this is Cheng Nan. He's here to look for his brother. I was just washing my hands by the ditch when he came to ask me. I heard his brother is a police officer and not as idle as my brother-in-law, so I wondered if I could ask you to take a look."

Cheng Nan nodded at Su Chen and said, "Master Su, my brother's name is Cheng Bei. He came to the Magic City to pursue a fugitive. He used to call his superiors every two days, but last month, the calls suddenly stopped. I came here and have been looking for him for the better part of a month. I kept asking around with photos. People nearby said they saw my brother, but I searched everywhere and couldn't find him..."

Lao Yu was puzzled: "You went to the casino too?"

Cheng Nan nodded: "I've also checked the casino's cellar, and there's nothing there."

Old Yu couldn't believe it and turned to look at Xiaoyong.

Both of them gave Cheng Nan a thumbs up.

Coming back to his senses, Lao Yu blinked: "No, no..."

He pointed at the reservoir: "You said you searched everywhere, but this reservoir..."

Cheng Nan: "Oh, I looked through those dead bodies, but my brother is not among them."

Lao Yu: “!!!”

Huang Nansong: “!!!”

"No, a few dead people?!" he screamed.

Xiao Yong nodded: "Seven, Taoist Su said, six men and one woman."

Cheng Nan was puzzled: "You also discovered it?"

"Wait, Brother Cheng, did you find out and call the police?"

"No, calling the police would be too much trouble. What if they arrested me as a suspect and I couldn't get out for ten days or half a month? Who would find my brother then?"

"I don't count on the police officers here. My brother's colleagues from the police station came to look for me for seven or eight days and then left."