Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Su Chen said in a gentle voice: [Don't worry, take your time. You were chosen today. Do you have anything you want to calculate?]

The boy opposite held his phone in one hand and pinched his nose with the other, saying in a muffled voice, "My name is Zou Ming. I'm eighteen years old and will be taking the college entrance exam soon. I'd like to ask if I can get into a key university."

[I don't have anything else to ask. I can't fall in love too early, and my family is well off, so I don't need to make money. That's all I want to ask about.]

[Okay, give me your birth date and time.]

There were other people around the boy on the screen, chattering loudly: [Hmm? What's that smell? It's so stinky.]

[Yeah, it's getting worse. The smell wasn't this bad a couple of days ago. Has anyone reported this to the management? I think it would be best if they stopped the elevator and checked it out.]

[Ugh~ It stinks so bad.]

The elevator stopped and a man in a white coat walked in. He frowned as he came in and looked up at the vent above his head. The stench came from there.

He is a forensic doctor and deals with corpses all year round. How could he not recognize this smell? He didn't expect that he would encounter such a thing just when he wanted to get off work to visit his little nephew.

Zou Ming saw a familiar figure and shouted excitedly, "Uncle Three, it's me, Mingming! I'm here. Why didn't you tell me you were coming so I could pick you up?"

"Ugh, there's no dead mouse here, it stinks."

Chen Zhi looked at his nephew in surprise and said, "Mingming, why are you back at this time? Aren't you supposed to go to self-study class?"

"Oh, a few students from our school have gone missing recently. They're all sophomores and juniors. The school was worried it would be unsafe for us to go home after evening self-study, so they told us to come back at 8 o'clock."

Normally, the senior high school students finish their self-study at 10 o'clock, and there are few people on the road, which makes it unsafe. It would be safer at 8 o'clock.

Zou Ming didn't bother pinching his nose. He reached out and pulled his uncle's sleeve, saying with a smile, "Uncle, I'm so lucky today. The master picked me to tell your fortune. Come with me."

Chen Zhi's face appeared on the screen, the barrage paused for a moment, and then quickly started to scroll frantically. Uncle was really too handsome, with amazing features and skin.

Flower of Unrequited Love: [Little Mingming, look at your sister and ask if your uncle has a girlfriend. Is he interested in finding one? If you have any requests, feel free to ask.]

[That's right, your genes are so good. Your brother is still in high school and can't fall in love too early. It's okay for your uncle to fall in love too early at his age. Tell your sister to buy you some candy.]

【…】

The barrage of comments kept chattering, and Zou Ming couldn't help but burst out laughing. A hint of evil humor flashed in his eyes, and he smiled happily.

[Really? But my uncle is a forensic pathologist, a job that involves working with corpses all day long. He's pretty good at dissecting bodies. He's 30 years old, earns 800,000 yuan a year, and is single.]

Chen Zhi frowned slightly and said seriously, "You're not allowed to fool around. I'm in a profession like this, why would I find a girlfriend? She'd be scared to death. Don't mess around."

Zou Ming shrugged and said perfunctorily: "Okay, I understand."

The elevator stopped at the eighth floor and a lot of people came in, so the two had to go to the corner.

"Oh my god, there are so many people today. Usually when I get off evening study at 10 o'clock there's no one around, but today when I got back early there are so many people."

"Master Su, I'm sorry, I can't hold this phone steady. If it doesn't work, we can talk about it when we get home. I'm sorry to waste your time. 】

【Wait, point the camera upwards. 】

【Oh, okay.】

[Turn on the flashlight and close your eyes. Let me see.]

Zou Ming turned on the flashlight with a confused look on his face to understand, but why did he have to close his eyes? Forget it, whatever Master Su said was fine, he was the most loyal fan.

Chen Zhi pointed the mobile phone flashlight at the vent and looked over there. The others also looked over there and saw a pale face with dead eyes staring at them.

Soon screams rang out one after another.

Zou Ming was curious when he heard the voice. Just as he was about to open his eyes, he heard his uncle's voice in his ear: "Mingming, close your eyes. Don't open them. Do you hear me?"