Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 527 Overwhelming Spiritual Energy 3

Li Jian walked over, and the door opened.

Angie's pretty face was revealed.

"Handsome King, what are you doing here so late?"

Angie asked, clutching her chest.

Handsome Wang chuckled cheekily, "Of course I'm here to hook you."

Li Jian walked over, and Handsome Wang immediately became alert: "What are you doing here?"

Li Jian retorted, "What business is it of yours?"

Handsome Wang said, "Sigh, I was afraid of you yesterday because I thought you were a cop, but today I'm sure I'll fight you to the bitter end because I think you're too careless."

Li Jian pushed Handsome Wang aside and went into An Qi's house.

Bang!

With a dull thud, the old wooden door slammed its frame against the door panel, causing the mottled plaster on the walls to crumble and fall, as if the whole house was shaking.

"Ouch!" A distorted wail suddenly erupted outside the door, it was Handsome Wang's signature loud voice.

"It's pinching...it's pinching my foot! It hurts so much!"

Anqi rolled her eyes at Li Jian and said, "How could you be like this?"

As she spoke, Angie opened the door.

Then I saw Handsome Wang hopping around in place, holding one foot.

Angie asked with concern, "How are you? Are you alright?"

Handsome Wang jumped in, shook his feet, and said, "Something came up just now, but nothing's happening now."

Angie knew perfectly well that the other person was putting on an act, so she shrugged and asked, "Does your foot hurt?"

Handsome Wang said, "My feet don't hurt anymore, but my heart aches. You don't know, these 200-yuan shoes almost became ruined."

Angie asked, "Hey, what exactly are you doing here?"

Handsome Wang said, "Come and put up talismans to exorcise ghosts."

Angie asked, "Put on a talisman?"

Handsome Wang pulled a stack of yellow talismans from his back pocket, patted them, and said, "Yeah, the fortune teller drew a few talismans for me this morning, and they're very effective."

"Don't worry, once I stick these talismans on, any ghost will be scared out of its wits."

Li Jian said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. Real talismans need to be written by a master with magical powers. It's not something that can be done by just drawing a random talisman."

Handsome Wang, however, arrogantly began to stick on the talisman paper.

"Put one on the door, and the ghost won't be able to get in."

Angie picked up her camera from the table and took a picture of the bedroom door with the talisman pasted on it.

Her graduation thesis still needs data support.

She loves these supernatural and mysterious things the most.

Li Jian stroked his chin, watching the two people wander around the room.

Basically, for every photo posted by Handsome Wang, Angie would have to take a picture with him.

Li Jian casually tore off a talisman, but felt nothing at all.

Having dealt with many charlatans before, Li Jian could tell at a glance that these were all just con artists.

Handsome Wang put up the talismans around the room, but when he saw the talisman in Li Jian's hand, he couldn't help but protest, "Hey, why did you tear off my talisman? Aren't you afraid of running into ghosts?"

Li Jian said, "What the hell? I think you're just playing tricks. There's no ghost in this house except for you, you lecherous ghost."

Handsome Wang said, "If you've never seen a ghost, don't say there aren't any. Last night, I was pushed out of the window by a ghost."

Li Jian asked, "Since you've seen a ghost, what do you think a ghost looks like?"

Handsome Wang said, "Blue face, fangs, blood flowing from seven orifices, glowing eyes, and hair standing on end! That's how zombies were in movies before. Have you ever heard what foreign spiritualism says about them?"

Handsome Wang said, "Of course I've heard that. They say those ghosts are like white radio waves, soft and ethereal, just like that."

Angie asked, "?"

Handsome Wang said, "Yeah, just like those things over there, floating around—ah! There's a ghost!"

Handsome Wang looked as if he had seen something terrifying.

His entire face seemed to freeze instantly into a stiff mask.

Handsome Wang staggered back several steps as if he had been electrocuted, his lower back hitting the corner of the table behind him without him even noticing.

The piercing howl reverberated painfully in the empty room.

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

Handsome Wang seems to be genuinely being chased, hiding in fear.

Angie looked at Handsome Wang with a puzzled expression, wondering what he was up to.

Li Jian, however, sensed that something was wrong.

He hurriedly took out some cow tears and wiped them into his eyes.

brush!

When I opened my eyes again, the room had changed completely.

In the dim light, there was a woman wearing a faded blood-red nightgown.

Her face was deathly pale with a gloomy bluish-gray tinge, and her cheekbones protruded high, making her deep-set eyes appear even more bulging.

A faint, phosphorescent green light flickered in the woman's pupils.

The most horrifying thing was that wide-open mouth, with its stark white teeth stretching all the way to the back of its ears.

Her feet never truly touched the ground; only her toes barely touched the earth. She was like a kite drifting in the wind, fiercely chasing after the fleeing Handsome Wang.

However, this female ghost had no intention of taking Handsome King's life.

It's like a cat playing with a mouse, teasing and playing with him.

After running several laps, the female ghost seemed to have had enough fun, so she grabbed Handsome King's shoulders with both hands and shoved him away forcefully.

Handsome Wang was thrown off the balcony and fell to the ground.

"what--"

Handsome Wang's shrill screams came from downstairs, followed by the dull sound of ripping cloth.

Li Jian took Anqi's little hand and ran to the balcony to look down.

Handsome Wang is sitting in the back of a truck, but he doesn't appear to be injured.

Li Jian asked, "Hey, are you alright?"

Handsome Wang said with a mournful face, "If you throw down 1000 yuan, everything will be fine."

The truck owner, pulling Handsome Wang along, said, "What are you up to? Jumping off buildings is so exciting, you've jumped onto my truck now."

Another man said, "I'll break your legs."

Handsome Wang said with a forced smile, "Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'll pay you back, I'll pay you back."

The truck owner snatched the wallet from Handsome Wang's hand and casually tossed the empty wallet back to him.

Angie frowned slightly and said, "Strange, it seems like he didn't jump down on his own, it's like he was thrown down. Look, there's something wrong with the photo."

Li Jian certainly knew that Handsome Wang didn't jump down on his own.

However, since the female ghost hadn't done anything particularly heinous, Li Jian didn't bother arguing with her.

"What's wrong with the photo?" Li Jian glanced at the photo but couldn't find any trace of the female ghost.

Angie said, "Look closely, there's a guitar in this photo."

Li Jian said, "It's normal to have a guitar, you also have a piano here."

Angie said, "The problem is that I don't have a guitar in my room."

Li Jian glanced at the photo, then at the living room, and sure enough, there was no guitar.

However, a guitar does indeed appear in the photo.

Li Jian nodded and said, "That's right, this room is a bit strange."

Angie said, "I'll go down and ask Uncle Pan, the administrator."

Pan Bo?

Li Jian said, "Then you might be disappointed."

Anqi ignored him and went straight downstairs.