Gu Xizhou told the story again. He thought that the original owner would give him a little feedback this time but unexpectedly, the original owner was the same as before.
While taking medicine, he said: “I don’t think I can do this job, being a policeman. You can see that my injuries these few days are too miserable, even worse than when I was doing demonic cultivation!”
“…”
“That … shall I resign?”
“…”
“If you don’t speak, I’ll take it as you agreed!”
“…”
“If you disagree, you have to say it.”
“…”
No one still paid attention to him, and Gu Xizhou lost his temper: “Or … you could squeak?”
“…”
In the summer, the sky lit up early in the morning. Gu Xizhou had just woken up when he blurrily saw a post-it on the bedside–“No resigning!”
Gu Xizhou pouted and threw away the paper directly. He went to drink water, and the water dispenser also had ‘no resigning’ pasted on it. The entire home was covered with various post-its, all with sharp, square fonts that said the same thing.
Gu Xizhou blinked and saw a post-it on a wall in the living room. He felt a big headache incoming. In fact, he had only casually talked about yesterday …
Right as he thought about it, Gu Xizhou saw a few words written on a yellow post-it note at the door: “I spoke yesterday, but you can’t hear it. You are useless. You dare to say that you’re a demonic cultivator, but you can’t even see a ghost.”
Compared with the previous “no resignation” post-it notes, these words were well-written, and at a glance, one could tell that they are written slowly, and this line of characters was followed by one– Squeak~
This demonic cultivator was being bullied by a ghost, and the demonic cultivator wanted to save some face: “Squeak, what are you trying to do, squeaking?! Next time, I’ll call you Gu Ji Ji!”
“…”
Gu Xizhou rested at home for a few days, and every day he was driven so mad by Gu Ji Ji that he suspected his entire existence. When a Volkswagen drove to Gu Xizhou’s community block, Gu Xizhou went downstairs early to wait.
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“Yes, thank you Deputy Director Wang. I’m almost fine, I will return to the team tomorrow.” Gu Xizhou had just finished speaking, when there was a sudden crying sound from his room.
He and Wang Ao glanced at each other, and in a very tacit understanding, they made no sound and pushed open the bedroom door lightly.
In the room, a man in black was lying on the ground, holding his head in both hands, crying and shouting: “I was wrong, ghost brother, just let me go, I didn’t know you lived here, ghost brother! If I had known, I wouldn’t have come here even if I had a hundred guts!”
“Let me go, wuwuwu, brother! I swear I will never steal anything in my life ever again!”
“Wuwuwu, just treat me like a fart in the room, let me go!”
Wang Ao froze, looking at the man who was kneeling on the ground with tears and mucus all over his face and a wet crotch. He noticed the open bedside table and wardrobe and immediately understood that this was a thief.
“Stealing from a police officer’s house? You’re really capable!” Gu Xizhou looked at the thief crying on the ground, his mouth twitching slightly. He thought that the other party would be scared until his legs went soft when he saw him and Wang Ao wearing a police uniform. But he didn’t expect the thief to see the two of them and rush over, even crawling on the ground, grabbing Wang Ao’s police uniform with both hands, and shouted, “Officer, save me! There are ghosts in the room!”
“Ghost?” Wang Ao looked blankly at the room, his solemn face suddenly displeased, “Stop pretending that there is a ghost here, don’t think we’ll let you off like this!”
As he spoke, Wang Ao took out a pair of handcuffs from his trouser pockets and handcuffed the thin man. “Entering a house to rob it, follow me.”
“Okay, okay! Take me to the police station!” The thin man clutched Wang Ao’s clothes, and his eyes looked at Wang Ao as if he saw a savior.
Wang Ao had been dealing with cases for so many years and has never seen such a wonderful miracle: “…”
Gu Xizhou: “…”
“Brother Officer, let’s go quickly, there are ghosts in this room!” The thief said anxiously.
Wang Ao glanced at the time on his watch and said seriously to Gu Xizhou: “Well, that’s it today. I think you’re almost fine. Early tomorrow, you should go to the hospital to get medicine first, then come to the police station.”
Gu Xizhou said: “Okay, Deputy Director Wang.”
The thief beside them was cold all over, hands in handcuffs, looking nervously and fearfully around Gu Xizhou’s room. He was shaking all over, begging in a shaky voice to Wang Ao, who was still talking: “Officer, let’s go to the police station, I’m afraid … “
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“Wuwuwu …”
Wang Ao: “…”
Gu Xizhou: “…”
Gu Xizhou sent Wang Ao and the thief who entered his house downstairs. Wang Ao said: “Okay, you don’t have to send us any further, go back.”
“Okay.” Gu Xizhou was just about to leave, when the thief shouted suddenly.
“Brother Officer, there are ghosts in your house, you have to believe me, it just … just hit me! You should move away as soon as possible!”
At the side, Wang Ao heard this and slapped the thief’s head, and said angrily: “What century is this, you’re still labouring under a feudal superstition?! Go, go to the police station with me!”
The thief was aggrieved, and he said unhappily to Wang Ao: “There really is a ghost in his house, and the things in the room were flying!!”
Gu Xizhou: “…” Brother, you know too much.
Back home, Gu Xizhou dropped the key and directly went back to the bedroom. “The thief was so scared that he pissed his pants. Wang Ao thought he was pretending in order to escape being arrested, and he hit him until his head looks like a bun.”
“He’s really pitiful, Gu Ji Ji, you really are great.”
“…”
“You, a policeman, actually scared everyone to the point of tears.”
“…”
Gu Xizhou said: “You can still scare others, why not talk to me?”
“…”
“… Why do you keep ignoring me, or … you should squeak.”
“…”
Gu Xizhou forced him for a long time, and the other party finally seemed to be unable to tolerate it any further. Gu Xizhou saw a pen on the desk move and began to write —
Don’t call me Gu Ji Ji!
I’m not ignoring you, but you’re such a useless demonic cultivator that you can’t hear me!
Useless.
Gu Xizhou: “…”
Gu Xizhou said: “Gu Ji Ji, you actually can’t leave this house at all, right?”
“…”
Gu Xizhou: “You threatened to follow me but it was all a lie.”
“…”
Gu Xizhou patted away the dust on his body and sat down beside the bed, saying lightly: “What the hell happened to you? Dying in a mission world, I heard Si Yu, oh, it’s that Si Yaoxing who said, you should be completely dead. “
“…”
Gu Xizhou saw the other party pretend to be dead again. “Well, I will move out tomorrow.”
This time, Gu Xizhou heard the sound of the chair hitting the desk. Apparently, Comrade Gu Ji Ji was too excited.
Both sides had a stalemate for a long time, Gu Xizhou speculated that the original owner may be staring at him, but unfortunately he could not see it. After a while, the pen on the surface slowly wrote–don’t move away!
Gu Xizhou read the note and said, “Then tell me, why did you summon me?”
Note: …
Gu Xizhou saw that the pen seemed hesitant, and his handsome brow furrowed slightly: “If you don’t say it, I will move away.”
Note: …
“I will really move away!” Gu Xizhou pretended to insist. He even picked things up, but the content on the note was not updated. He tried to grab the air with his hand, but didn’t catch anything.
Gu Xizhou sighed. Sure enough, he couldn’t touch Gu Ji Ji’s soul.
soya: i know this chapter is a bit short, but alert!! in the next half, Gu Xizhou is super duper ultra handsome!! for real!! his actions made my heart flutter!!
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