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After leaving the police station, Qin Ye looked at his cell phone and it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

It has to be said that supernatural high-incidence areas and low-incidence areas are two different. In South Korea, neon lights soar into the sky and singing all over the streets, and it actually looks like China. Instead of the current China, it closes its doors after 7 o'clock, and the whole world is silent.

Qin Ye was slightly moved and found a hotel with Yiou Nobuta Nobuta. Each person and a room were all. As soon as he entered the room, he opened a barrier and then took out the pen.

"Where is she?"

Bixian did not react. Qin Ye frowned and grabbed the pen. In an instant, his whole arm was like another life injected into it, writing quickly.

"Don't you know?" Looking at the words written by the other party, Qin Ye's eyes chilled slightly, as if he could sense his emotions. The broken ballpoint pen immediately wrote: "Sir, the region of South Korea has a province in China. This is the function of a judge. I cannot feel the other party's breath in all South Korea. Unless... I go to the same city."

"The closer the distance, the clearer I feel. In the battle with the Black Yasha Crow Tiangou, I was almost beaten to ashes by them... Please understand."

Qin Ye nodded: "If you can become a pen fairy, you must have many resentments during your lifetime. Are you attached to this pen? Show your spirit and let me see it."

"yes."

As the word was finished writing, the ballpoint pen dropped onto the paper with a snap. Then the cold wind gathered. A young man appeared in front of Qin Ye.

The other party was pale all over, which was a sign of soaking in water for too long. His eyes were pitch black, and lines of blood and tears flowed down from the black hole without eyeballs. From his slightly opened mouth, dark blood flowed out, looking at the world with an extremely ferocious look.

He was not tall, about 1.7 meters tall, and he could vaguely see that he looked ordinary before his birth. He was wearing an obscure suit from a Korean middle school and a tie. However, his limbs were a little distorted, and some joints were even completely unscientifically twisted towards the back.

What a strong resentment...

Qin Ye looked at the ghost in front of him in shock. Just as the other party appeared, the lights in the whole room were all extinguished. The next second, a blurry sound appeared in the room.

Gudu...gudu... Qin Ye frowned slightly. It was... the sound of people breathing under the water.

The sound of bubbles became more and more rapid, as if it was indulging in the invisible sea of ​​blood. It felt sticky and cold all over. At this moment, a hoarse and shrill young man's voice resounded from all directions.

"Save me..."

"I don't want to die...Dad...Mom...Save me..."

"There are devils here... I don't want to die... I'm only fifteen years old..."

Is the resentment so great that it affects the real world? Qin Ye looked around. The darkness had passed for four or five seconds, and he could see it clearly. Just around, the windows and mirrors, the figure of Bi Xian was exposed, his facial muscles trembled, and his seven orifices were bleeding to look at the outside world.

Abolish everyone who lives.

"After I die... I saw that all the soul-like things around me were attached to me, and instantly... they became their current rank."

Impermanence of the ground?

What a powerful resentment... Qin Ye raised his eyebrows again and again. He found that he refreshed his judgment on the other party again and again, snapped his fingers, and the light shone again. Qin Ye looked at the mirror in front of him with interest. The room was still reflected in it, but it seemed to be underwater, hazy and blurry. The hair and clothes of the pen fairy floated upwards, and blood was bleeding at him.

"According to the truth, those who are drowned will not be so resentful." Qin Ye looked at the mirror in front of him with no fear at all. "I thought Xia Jinse was a peaceful ghost, but I didn't expect it to be a ghost like you... Also, the boss of the Korean underworld judge, you can reach impermanence and not be caught by him. This means that you died miserably enough. What's your name?"

Bixian seemed to remember something, and her white teeth bit her lips and said in a trembling voice: "Quan Jinghao..."

"How did you die?" Qin Ye opened a bottle of mineral water and asked indifferently.

If the other party hadn't been Xia Jinse's possession spirit, he would have been unable to leave Xia Jinse for too long, so he would have rubbed the other party long ago.

However, Quan Jinghao didn't speak.

He lowered his head silently. Qin Ye thought the other party would not answer, but then he heard a hoarse voice: "Five years ago... Forget it, it's too long... I don't want to mention it..."

There are injustice for people, and there are injustice for ghosts. He didn't plan to ask, but lay on the bed and nodded: "How long have you been following Li Zhenshu?"

Quan Jinghao is his best chess piece. It is also the first chess piece, and the immortal guides the way.

He followed Li Zhenshu for a long time.

However... Lee Zhenshu, also known as Xia Jinse, was truly prosperous in this life, a female hero. She actually sat in the position of the Supreme Emperor of South Korea's pillar industry and Samsung!

He was not interested in how one person and one ghost met, but what he was interested in was... Xia Jinse met a real evil ghost, so she would definitely look for related things!

And her status is so high... few people in South Korea can surpass her. What she comes into contact with must be the real witch hunter senior executive!

There... I'm afraid there is a real record of living hell this time!

"Who has Li Zhenshu ever been in contact with? When she dealt with Hei Yasha, she said that she had used the ashes of the Saint to load the bullets, and she only had two. Where did this thing... come from?"

"I have been with Lee Jung-soo for three years... He came into contact with these things in Seoul... a small church. Zion City church..." Kwon Jing-ho said hoarsely: "The pastor is An Jun-ho, he is a devout clergyman - you know, I just need to see if there is a spirit behind the other party, and you know if the other party is pious. Within ten meters of his side, there is not a single spirit."

"The church is not big, and Ahn Junhao is definitely not the one who really comes into contact with Miss Li, and Miss Li himself knows it. He is a line, a senior executive of Korean Catholicism. Through Ahn Junhao, he gives Miss Li something, or... to communicate with Miss Li... they seem to have made an appointment, and only pass by Ahn Junhao, but never meet."

Qin Ye lowered his eyes and pondered for a long time, and said, "He has been in Zion City Church all the time?"

"I've been...I haven't left for five years."

“How is this church defended?”

"It's very low-end..." Quan Jinghao seemed to smile: "Two years ago, I had eaten a hypocritical priest, but I haven't found it yet."

Very good... Qin Ye tapped his fingers gently on the bedside table, and after a long time, he said: "Incheon is only about 50 kilometers away from Seoul. We will get up tomorrow morning and head to Seoul."

"yes."

The next day, he got up at 8 o'clock in the morning, took a car and headed straight for Seoul. Soon, a bustling city appeared on the horizon.

The capital of South Korea, Seoul!

If you want to talk about prosperity, it is far inferior to the East China Sea. China is a famous infrastructure maniac. Seoul's urban hardware facilities are probably the level of China's second-tier cities, such as Suzhou and Hangzhou. They are even worse than that.

The street is not wide, but it is very popular. What makes Qin Ye's eyes even more lit up is that there are so many beautiful girls!

It is September, the peak of summer. On the streets of Seoul, you can see beautiful and fashionable beauties dressed in beautiful and fashionable clothes. Of course, it is unknown whether they are original...

The crowd was full of yellow skin and dark eyes. Qin Ye was a little curious at first, but soon, this curiosity turned into a habit.

It is no different from the Chinese city. If you have to say it, it is words.

"No difference..." Wang Chenghao was indifferent to his interest and kept beating: "That's it. The city center of Seoul is near Namsan, and there are Myeongdong around Namsan. There are also many schools, Gyeongbok Palace, Changdeokgung Palace, and Changqing Palace are not far away... Huh? By the way, the direction of our car is heading... It seems that I was going to Myeongdong? I seemed to have been to this national highway in Huanshan last time?"

Qin Ye withdrew his gaze from outside the car window and said lightly: "Phase I of Dalin Apartment."

"Located next to Eyefeng Primary School and Gwanghee Middle School in Seoul. Behind are Forsythia Park and Eyefeng Mountain, and... Zion City Church."

"Li Zhenshu has a house there, and no one except Bixian knows it. I have a way to get the key. During our time in Korea, we will live here temporarily."

"There is...dong?!" The silly son of the rich man's family was shocked: "Please pay attention to your quantifier..."

"It's just one building." Qin Ye gave him a blank look: "According to Bixian, there are eleven buildings in the first phase of Dalin Apartment, but there are actually twelve buildings, which are recorded as 6-b buildings."

He took out his mobile phone, found a map of Seoul to enlarge it, found the map of Dalin Apartment Phase I, pointed to it and said: "6b is this building, the owner of the whole building is named Kim Taj. She is Lee Jung-sook's best sister, one of the little directors of Samsung, and in fact, the person in charge is Lee Jung-sook. All the layout of this house is different from other houses."

"The underground garage is huge, and each one is over 150 square meters. More importantly, this is the only house in Dalin Apartment that can be seen without being blocked by Zion City Church and two schools, and can see the Han River."

One of them swallowed hard, and his arrogance as the son of the rich man was instantly blown to ashes.

People... can't compare...

Think about it, we are so proud in Qingxi County, but when we arrived in front of Sister Li, we were instantly turned into a scumbag...

Other people's houses are calculated by buildings...

Unwilling to go through my phone for a long time, forcibly changing the topic: "There are so many churches in South Korea... There is a church next to each community... Catholics invade all over..."

"Yes..." Qin Ye turned his head and looked at the bustling car scene outside the window: "Maybe... the living hell of Guangzhou City, Gyeonggi Province... is still fully supported by the Orthodox Church..."

At this moment, the car finally stopped. The Dalin Phase I apartment had already appeared in front of them.

After getting off the car, the three of them looked up at the apartment group. There were not many Koreans, so the buildings were obviously separated by relatively good greening. Moreover, this community is not a real high-end community, but a medium-to-high-end community. Li Zhenshu knew very well what it means to be hidden in the city.

It is similar to the Huaguo Community, and the doorman is basically decorated. After following a few Korean aunties into the community, they walked all the way to 6b.

The twenty-five-story building... The son of the rich man looked up again, swallowed his saliva, and began to secretly calculate whether his inheritance could be bought... Huh? I seem to have donated it!

6b is different from all floors. At its door, there is also an electronic locked fiberglass door.

"This building belongs to Miss Li." Bi Xian flew out and hid in Qin Ye's sleeve and said: "Often no one lives there. Each floor of eight households has their own decoration... The top floor is her room, which is pure Chinese decoration, and the entire floor is opened. If it weren't for her permission and Kim Taji, no one would have entered here."

"Password lrewi54#@. It's impossible for someone to be there now. Kim Taj only comes once every six months. If there is no one, you can enter the password and enter it directly."

Qin Ye nodded and entered the password. Suddenly the LCD screen next to the electronic lock flashed. Just as he was about to enter, an elderly woman in her seventies with extremely delicate makeup appeared on it without preparation.
Chapter completed!