100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 1238 Twelve Hours

It was an hour and a half after the massage ended.

She got up and slowly stretched.

It was quite comfortable; I'd come again next time!

Let's go down.

"it is good."

To everyone's surprise, the phone in my pocket started buzzing as soon as I stood up.

Shi Qingsong beckoned the little girl's finger, indicating that she should sit for a while longer, as he needed to take a phone call first.

Since there was nothing else to do, the little girl immediately sat obediently next to him, fiddling with the hem of his clothes.

The man suppressed the smile in his eyes and gently patted the little girl's head.

Then, I pressed the answer button.

The voice on the other end of the phone was urgent and fast-paced, and the concise wording immediately changed Shi Qingsong's expression.

The gist of the story is that someone died in a residential area in the old city tonight.

He died right at his doorstep.

The other person's face was deathly pale, indicating an unnatural death.

This incident quickly escalated, causing widespread panic and with everyone saying the area is haunted.

What's even more problematic is that related public opinion has begun to emerge online.

The incident started when someone on the same floor noticed something, took a picture, and posted it in the community's "Green Bubble" group chat.

Soon after, this picture appeared in local group chats.

Immediately afterwards, several trending marketing accounts reported on the matter!

The Municipal Public Security Bureau is now being tagged by netizens everywhere online!

The era of big information has always had both advantages and disadvantages.

Just as the saying goes, water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. If the government cannot handle this properly, the people can verbally attack officials online with their spittle.

"Okay, I understand, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, he looked apologetically at Jin Huan.

Before Shi Qingsong could speak, the girl smiled and said, "I heard you. It's okay. You go ahead and do your work. You can come pick me up when you're done."

"Feel sorry."

The more sensible she was, the more guilty he felt.

"Oh, it's alright, it's alright, go ahead."

......

The unassuming black sedan appeared.

Several leaders in charge of the case hurriedly came over to greet them.

"Market and Market".

The leader immediately bowed respectfully and called out to the others.

Shi Qingsong gently raised her hand, and the expressions of the waiting people relaxed a bit.

“Shishi, you can’t go there now. There are media waiting to interview you over there.”

The leader frowned.

There was a hint of worry in his tone.

These media outlets are like sharks that have smelled blood. As soon as they get a clue, they swarm around like madmen, as if they want to bite a piece of flesh off the person!

"It's alright, as long as you act with a clear conscience."

Shi Qingsong gently warned them that even if they had doubts, they couldn't say anything more.

......

The bathhouse is very large and offers a wide variety of entertainment options.

After casually strolling around, Jin Huan found a quiet capsule cabin to meditate.

When I opened my eyes again, a phantom-like ghostly figure appeared before me.

Wang Ping looked around blankly.

Didn't he go home?

Why did you suddenly appear here?

and…...

He blinked hard!

Isn't this girl in front of me the one who said she was about to die?

"You." He had barely opened his mouth when he found himself floating, and no matter what, his toes couldn't touch the ground!

Wang Ping: !!!!

A low, husky laugh suddenly came from in front of him.

“I told you, you’re going to die soon, but you didn’t believe me when you were alive.”