Chapter 19 Wealth Gathering Array
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She was just joking, but Zhao Yinyan took it seriously and said seriously: "Ms. Bai, according to the regulations, I can only take you to the Special Security Bureau to meet with the more senior leaders in the Bureau after you become a regular employee. But don't worry, I will give you the first priority right away." The monthly salary will be paid.”
He made a call, and within ten minutes, two hundred thousand dollars arrived.
Bai Zhou was even more confused.
She said: "Officer Zhao, I was just joking. It's not that I can't trust you."
Zhao Yinyan said in his heart: "I believe you are a ghost."
But with a smile on his face, he said: "Our Special Security Bureau is very hungry for talents. This is nothing. Don't get me wrong."
Bai Zhou could only nod, but he always felt that the other party was weird, as if he was not on the same page as him at all.
Could he have any misunderstanding?
The onboarding process was completed quickly. Zhao Yinyan's face was full of joy and he diligently sent Bai Zhou home.
That night, she received a WeChat message from Wen Junzhi, asking her to meet him.
The meeting place turned out to be the intersection where car accidents often occurred.
It was already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night when Bai Zhou arrived. Wen Junzhi's off-road vehicle was parked at a distant intersection. He stood leaning against the car, and the dim light shone on his face, as if covered with a faint layer of fluorescence.
Bai Zhou thought to himself, this man is quite good-looking, much better-looking than the stars in the entertainment industry. He will definitely be popular if he plays the role of a domineering president.
Wen Junzhi waved to her, then pointed to a small building opposite, and said meaningfully: "Do you want to watch a good show?"
The two-story building he pointed to was the one where the dead were fed last night.
At this time, the lights on the second floor were brightly lit, and there were people moving around, and there were quite a few people.
Bai Zhou nodded, and Wen Junzhi grabbed her arm, and together they stepped on the wall with their toes a few times, then landed firmly on the outdoor air conditioner on the second floor.
The voices in the room came clearly.
"I've been too evil recently. I've sent people to the dead twice, but both times I failed." An old woman said in a hoarse voice, "If we don't succeed again, we will be the ones who die."
It was the old man who served food last night.
There were seven or eight people in the house, all of whom were neighbors who opened shops nearby. The first floor was a shop and the second floor was their home.
At this time, a young man complained: "I have already said that you can't do this. This is a shameful thing!"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the person next to him: "Don't make sarcastic remarks here. Your small supermarket would never be able to continue operating. It's not that Grandma Wang used this method to amass wealth. How can you earn so much?" Rich?"
The young man blushed and said, "I, I didn't know that so many people would be killed. I thought it would only take one or two..."
"Haha, what's the difference between one or two lives and dozens of lives?"
"Stop arguing." The old woman interrupted them, with a sinister look in her eyes. "Everyone has boarded this boat, so don't think about getting off. I have told you before that this wealth-gathering spell will backfire. . Once there is no substitute for the evil spirit, someone among us will have to be the substitute."
Her hawk-like eyes swept over everyone, and everyone felt chills running down their spines and did not dare to look at her.
"Tonight is the last chance." Grandma Wang said stiffly, "According to the rules, Ah Chun, it's your turn to cook dinner for the dead tonight."
The young man looked very unhappy. He hesitated and took out a lunch box. As soon as he opened it, a rich aroma hit his nostrils.
It was a whole roasted chicken, roasted until it was golden and crispy. Not to mention eating it, just smelling it made your mouth water.
"Very good." Grandma Wang nodded with satisfaction and said, "We are grasshoppers on the same rope, and we should be of the same mind. Don't leave tonight, wait here for the final result."
After saying that, she took the lunch box, left the house, and came to the intersection, praying and chanting something.
For a time, the wind blew violently.
She seemed to feel something, got up hurriedly, and ran back into the house. Everyone gathered at the window and carefully looked out through the cracks in the curtains.
Everyone is nervous.
They have seen the horror of spell backlash.
Six months ago, there was a time when the meal for the dead failed to be delivered. The youngest son whom the old Zhang family loved most was playing with toys in front of the store. Suddenly he seemed to see something and ran towards the middle of the road with a smile. He was driven by a car. The big truck that came in crushed them into meat patties.
The blood that day dyed everyone's eyes red.
They were scared.
However, they cannot resist the temptation of money.
As long as the substitute is delivered on time, it won't be him who dies anyway.
At this time, the wind was howling in the street, and a figure walked out of the darkness quietly.
It was a grotesque child, covered in blood and flesh, and his body was deflated, as if it had been run over by a huge tire.
A middle-aged man in the room trembled.
That was his dead young son.
Five or six more evil spirits appeared behind the child. Everyone was confused. How could there suddenly be so many missing? Where had those evil spirits gone?
Bai Zhou glanced at Wen Junzhi next to him in surprise. Wen Junzhi made a silent gesture towards her, indicating that she should continue reading.
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