Bai Yutang chased after him and saw a white thing downstairs hovering down the corridor from afar.

Bai Yutang jumped onto the handrail and slid down with the momentum. Ma Han chased after him.

Zhan Zhao lay on the stairs and frowned.

I saw the ghost floating down for a while, and then suddenly floated up again.

Bai Yutang and Ma Han were stunned. At the end, Zhao Hu, who was next to him, took the net bag and took a photo at the ghost...

The ghost was a little faster, but Zhao Hu didn't catch it. The ghost flew to Zhan Zhao's floor with a "swoosh".

"Cat!" Bai Yutang shouted.

Zhan Zhao touched his chin at this time and looked at the ghost.

The ghost was light and the two holes on his face seemed to be constantly floating with the airflow, and his face was also twisting. At this time, because the power was unstable, the light around him was dim, and the white ghost was a little fluorescent.

Seeing that it stopped moving, Zhan Zhao blew gently at it...

As Zhan Zhao blew out in one breath, the ghost's face separated... and floated backwards and closed again.

Zhan Zhao blinked, "Hmm?"

At this time, Bai Yutang had already rushed up and raised his net bag... The ghost was caught in the net, and at the same time... it dissipated like broken smoke.

Bai Yutang frowned and looked around, "It's gone?"

Zhan Zhao stretched out his hand and waved gently in the air, "It's cool."

Bai Yutang also felt a little chilled. He looked down and saw that there was no powder on the ground, but there seemed to be a wet feeling in the air.

"Water vapor?"

"Maybe it's some very light chemical ingredient." Zhan Zhao looked at the alcohol network and found that the color of the net pocket turned blue.

"Yes." Zhan Zhao took his net bag and went to the forensic department with Bai Yutang and others.

Several chemistry researchers from the Forensics Department analyzed the components on the net bag and told everyone that this thing is a chemical component, very light, can float with the airflow, very tight, attracting each other, so it forms the so-called "human form", giving people the illusion of ghosts.

Zhan Zhao asked them to analyze the ingredients carefully and write a long list for themselves.

When Bai Yutang and others returned to the office, Zhao Zhen and his team also came back. It seemed that Apiao had not had time to "divid" it, but it didn't matter whether they were divided or not. It was just water vapor composed of chemical substances.

Gongsun was quite depressed. Apiao, who he bought for 500 yuan, flew away after half an hour after playing. He knew that he would not open the lid just now.

Everyone shook their heads silently in their hearts - What did they think of buying a ghost for five hundred knives?

Back in the forensic room, something even more annoying has come.

Gongsun looked up and down, and the glass bottle he had placed Yangon Soul Conjuring Lord disappeared, and the manual disappeared!

"Who stole it?" Gongsun was frustrated.

Zhan Zhao suddenly remembered and asked Jiang Ping to call Bao Zheng, is Zhao Jue still there?

The answer I got was - I'm leaving.

...A black Bentley stopped at the back door of the police station, and Zhao Jue got into the car happily with a box.

Bai Ye, who was waiting in the car, frowned and looked at him, "What's it?"

"I took it back with you." Zhao Jue smiled slightly and leaned over and asked, "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Bai Ye looked at him suspiciously, Zhao Jue laughed... The car drove away.

"Zhao Jue owes me five hundred knives!" Gongsun was dissatisfied. Bai Jintang beside him saw that Gongsun was in a bad mood, so he reached out and rubbed his ears, "I'll buy it for you if you want some."

Gongsun glanced at him, "I'm not a soft-hearted person."

Bai Jintang nodded.

"I want five." Gongsun took off his white coat, "I also want a witchcraft box."

Bai Jintang nodded and took the people to have a meal.

Bai Yutang, who had been busy all morning, was not so lucky. He took everyone back to read the information. When lunch was having, Gongsun brought takeout to everyone, but he could find them again... Zhan Zhao disappeared.

It was windy and rainy outside, so it was unlikely that Zhan Zhao's personality would go out, so where did the people go?

Bai Yutang searched around the police station but couldn't find anyone. He was wondering when he saw Zhan Zhao mysteriously returning with a McDonald's takeaway paper bag.

Bai Yutang felt inexplicable, "Did you run out to eat McDonald's on a typhoon?"

Zhan Zhao smiled, "Secret."

Bai Yutang looked Zhan Zhao up and down, "Maoer..."

"By the way, I'll go home for dinner later." Zhan Zhao patted Bai Yutang on the shoulder, "Anyway, I'll stay up late tonight and have a little bit of fullness."

Bai Yutang wanted to reach out to get the bag in Zhan Zhao's hand, and asked, "Have our mother called? I won't go if I don't call me. I'm not going to touch the old man's black mouth and black face."

"Tsk." Zhan Zhao hid the paper bag behind him, "Don't eat junk food!"

Bai Yutang was even more puzzled - why don’t you let the food be bought?

After a short rest, everyone looked at the information and photos for the afternoon and felt dizzy. Zhao Hu said that if you continue reading, you will get depression. Bai Yutang asked everyone to go home for dinner and go back to SCI before dark.

It is still raining now, but the wind is not too strong. It is said that the typhoon will only come at night.

When he got home, a large table of food was ready. Bai Yutang was a little puzzled why Zhan Zhao was still carrying the McDonald's bag when he came home for dinner. The key was that he didn't let him see it.

The dinner was very rich. Bai Yutang took Zhan Zhao away after he was full. Zhan Zhao said he would go home to get something.

Bai Yutang was waiting for him in the car downstairs, but Zhan Zhao came, but his hands were empty and even the paper bag was gone.

Bai Yutang saw Zhan Zhao squinting his eyes and pursing his lips, smiling proudly. He always felt that his expression was a common state after the successful prank. What was this cat happy?

When he returned to the SCI headquarters, he saw Bao Zheng also reading the information. Zhan Zhao said he was ungrateful and went up to ask, "Bao Bureau, are you afraid of being alone at night? Not afraid, Apiao took it away."

Bao Zheng glared at Zhan Zhao, and Zhan Zhao returned to his seat to read the information with satisfaction. By the way, he pulled out another McDonald's paper bag from the drawer.

Bai Yutang suddenly thought that Wang, the elder of the forensic department, was known as Frankenstein. He liked to eat McDonald's and liked to use paper bags to hold things, saying that it was environmentally friendly.

I didn't think much about it, so I continued to read the information. At about ten o'clock in the evening, Bai Yutang's phone suddenly rang.

Bai Yutang took it out and saw that it was called by his mother. He was a little puzzled and answered, "Hey, mom?"

Opposite, Bai's mother asked curiously, "Yutang, what have you placed at home?"

Bai Yutang was slightly stunned, "What?"

"Oh, just now, Xiao Zhao said that there was a typhoon at night. His mother was not sleeping soundly recently, so she asked me to accompany her. Your uncle Zhan ran to the next door to watch the football with your dad... Now the next door is like demolishing a house. Your dad told me not to go over and say why he caught that little devil."

...

Bai Yutang was stunned for about three seconds, and with a "puff", he looked back and saw Zhan Zhao stretching out two fingers to make faces at him.

Bai Yutang held back his laughter, "Mom, isn't there an alcohol spray in the medicine box?"

"Yes." Bai's mother nodded. Through the phone, Bai Yutang heard the "ping-ping-pong" sound coming from the next door. It should have been complained by the neighbors.

"You can go to save your dad tomorrow morning with the alcohol spray." Bai Yutang said, "Just spray it if you see something weird."

"Oh..." Bai's mother was confused when she heard it.

After hanging up the phone, Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao looked at each other, and they were lying on the table with a smile.

Bao Zheng was a little hungry and reached out to take the McDonald's bag in front of Zhan Zhao. As soon as he opened it, a "huh" sounded... a white shadow floated out.

...

About two o'clock in the morning.

The police officer in the information room downstairs returned to the office with a chill.

"You look so ugly?" his colleague asked him.

"Don't mention it." The police officer kept waving his hands, "SCI people are getting more and more nervous."

So, at midnight, on a stormy night, many people visited SCI and saw the lights in the office dimly and there were more than a dozen "ghosts" floating around halfway. All the SCI team members below took the information to see various bloody pictures.

The police officers quit silently and said that the taste was too heavy.

Bao Zheng had already returned to his office and he needed to live a normal life.

However, the most bizarre one at this time is the forensic room.

There was no light in the forensic room, and two computers were on in the dark room, and various "ghosts" floated halfway.

Gongsun and Ma Xin were holding a late-night snack, Ma Xin was checking Yangyang's summer homework, and Gongsun was shopping for various dark toys online.

Bai Jintang was already asleep on the anatomy table. Zhao Zhen leaned against Lisbon to study the list Zhan Zhao gave him, preparing to use the ghosts on his latest magic. The strange-shaped ghosts in the half-hanging air were those he had just "changed".
Chapter completed!