Chapter 186 The More She Lives, the More Energetic She Becomes

The female boss didn't know how to respond to Zhou Ze's words. She instinctively felt that something was wrong, but she didn't dare to directly contradict him.

This wasn't surprising.

Although Zhou Ze had also climbed up step by step from the identity of a "ghost messenger,"

the working environment and experience of the two were vastly different.

The female boss was still a "honest" ghost messenger who adhered to her duties,

while Zhou Ze

had long since crossed the line.

To give an inappropriate example,

if the female boss was an obedient student,

then Zhou Ze was the kind of troublemaker who had even beaten the principal.

"Let's settle this matter for now. Oh, right, is that woman still alive?"

According to the female boss's account, it had been two years since she met the man and discovered the situation of his mother.

If the person was already dead, then there was nothing to investigate.

"Still alive," the female boss said with certainty.

Zhou Ze was slightly stunned, and smiled, "You've been observing him all along?"

Here, it was "him," not "her."

The female boss seemed to understand the meaning of Zhou Ze's words, and nodded, "I've been keeping in touch with him."

"Because he's good-looking?"

"Yes."

The female boss admitted it.

In her previous life, she hadn't been in love or married due to her physical condition. In this life, as a ghost messenger, she had to make up for some things in the emotional aspect.

"Go prepare, and go directly to his house later. I want to pay his mother a visit."

The female boss hesitated for a moment,

but nodded and left the office.

Zhou Ze grabbed Yingying's hand and asked,

"Is your boss very ugly?"

Why

was the female boss's attitude towards that man and towards him completely different?

When he hadn't shown his constable badge before,

how did she respond to him?

Sorry, I'm very busy right now.

But how was she treating that man? Drinking together, constantly paying attention to him, and even caring about his mother.

She was actually worried that he would attack his mother, and even hesitated!

Boss Zhou naturally saw through all of this, after all, this female ghost messenger was too inexperienced compared to the "weather-beaten" Boss Zhou.

The problem was,

Zhou Ze never thought he was ugly.

Zhou Ze wasn't ugly in his previous life either.

Not to mention in this life,

Xu Le's appearance was truly top-notch, otherwise the Lin family wouldn't have allowed Xu Le to be the live-in son-in-law.

Was that man really as handsome as Pan An?

"Of course, Boss is the most handsome, most dashing, and best-looking!"

Yingying looked as if it was a matter of course.

Zhou Ze knew

that she was telling the truth, and it was a sincere truth.

But this girl,

her words

didn't seem to be very representative.

Zhou Ze stood up, walked to the window of the office, and carefully began to examine himself.

Then

Zhou Ze understood.

If it weren't for his self-restraint,

he would have really wanted to point at the mirror and curse with extreme disgust, "Who is this idiot?"

Losing an arm was one thing; Louis Koo's Yang Guo was also very handsome.

But his face was much darker than Louis Koo's.

Although the burnt skin had faded a lot, the dense dark spots were still densely packed. Honestly, it wasn't even close to being good-looking, and didn't even reach the level of "normal to look at."

This couldn't continue,

Although Boss Zhou didn't care much about appearance,

he didn't want to look like an "ugly duckling."

It seemed that Lawyer An was right; he had to try to get the black girl to plant him when he got back. He had to get his arm back, and this skin had to be deeply cleaned.

If the black girl could really do this, Zhou Ze would not only be willing to give her freedom, but he could even give her some other rewards.

For example,

wasn't she particularly fond of Deadpool?

Then he would marry her to Deadpool, and they could stay in the bookstore forever, planting vegetables and loving each other.

About fifteen minutes later, the female boss came up, indicating that they could leave.

Zhou Ze and Yingying went downstairs and got into the female boss's car.

"I don't seem to have asked your name yet. I'm Zhou Ze."

"My surname is Wang, you can call me Ah Hong."

After a brief introduction,

Zhou Ze stopped talking.

About twenty minutes later, the car drove into a villa area.

Zhou Ze noticed that Ah Hong took out a gate card from the car and swiped it to open the gate.

Before Zhou Ze could ask, Ah Hong took the initiative to say:

"I also have a house here. I made some money doing hot pot business these past few years."

I also have a house, I've made money doing bookstore business these past few years...

My maid bought a lot of houses!

The car drove into the underground garage of a villa. After getting out of the car, Zhou Ze followed Ah Hong out of the garage, turned a corner, and came to the entrance of the yard of the villa behind.

Ah Hong pointed her finger

and said,

"His house is right here."

So,

you live across from him?

Zhou Ze shook his head. He wasn't interested in paying attention to or exploring the love story of a middle-aged female ghost messenger, but he still kept a close eye on her.

Because women are often very mindless when it comes to love.

Especially this female ghost messenger in front of him, who hadn't been in love in two lifetimes, and had experienced a long period of torment, while also witnessing the horror of hell. If she really fell in love, and fell for that man...

She might go crazy and reckless for that man.

Zhou Ze suddenly thought of himself,

he didn't seem to have been in love or married in his previous life either,

but

perhaps men and women are indeed different.

"He gets off work at six in the afternoon. There's no one at his house now."

"No one? His mother is sick in bed; doesn't he hire a nanny?"

Ah Hong shook her head. "I've observed it. He doesn't have a nanny."

"Then what about his mother's eating, drinking, and defecating while he's at work?

You wouldn't sneak in to help him take care of his mother, would you?"

This joke was very unfriendly,

but men are just so cheap,

moreover,

the difference in status between the two parties was enough for Zhou Ze to subconsciously ignore many things.

Ah Hong opened her mouth, but still shook her head. "I haven't entered his house a second time."

Zhou Ze nodded and said to Yingying beside him, "Climb up to the second floor and open a door."

"Okay, Boss."

"No need."

Ah Hong took out a room card from her bag, swiped it, and the door of the entrance hall was opened.

"............" Yingying.

Zhou Ze didn't say anything; the door was open, so just go in.

Ah Hong then explained, "He gave me the room card on his own initiative, but I haven't gone in even once. I've done everything with him except go to bed.

I don't dare to get too close to him, for fear of being bad for him."

"Alright, you don't need to explain to me. I don't mind this."

Honestly, Zhou Ze's aesthetic, especially his impression of female ghost messengers, was similar to how a normal man viewed artificial beauties.

This kind of creature, a female ghost messenger, no matter how beautiful, had nothing to do with the original anymore.

Especially since he had just gone to the freezer to admire her remains.

"His mother lives on the third floor."

Ah Hong led Zhou Ze towards the stairs.

Zhou Ze stopped in his tracks, not in a hurry to go upstairs, but turned around and came to the downward stairs next to the stairs, listened for a while, and pointed below:

"Are there chickens being raised down there?"

"I don't know," Ah Hong shook her head.

Although the housing prices in Dujiangyan weren't as exaggerated as in Rong City, would people who could afford villas here still be so particular about raising chickens in their own underground storage room?

Were they being that thrifty?

And listening to Ah Hong's account, although Zhou Ze didn't know what occupation that man was engaged in, he should also be someone who didn't lack money, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to afford to take his mother all over the country and abroad for medical treatment back then.

Zhou Ze clapped his hands and took the initiative to walk upstairs, not bothering about the chicken matter anymore.

Going directly to the third floor, Zhou Ze suddenly frowned and stopped in his tracks.

Here,

there was a strong smell of disinfectant,

and it was even more severe than in the hospital.

It was as if someone cleaned here with disinfectant every day, but that faint smell of blood still couldn't be completely concealed.

Ah Hong also covered her nose; obviously, she didn't know about the situation here.

She said she hadn't come here a second time,

and Zhou Ze believed her.

This female ghost messenger's way of dating was really damn literary,

even more long-winded than the male and female protagonists in Qiong Yao's novels.

She would rather buy a house across from him and occasionally take a look, but didn't want to cross the line.

She might even be enjoying herself, immersed in it.

Many people are in this state when they first start dating. When they become experienced drivers, they're too lazy to play these games anymore.

"I think you might be overlooking some very important things," Zhou Ze said.

Ah Hong didn't reply, because there was not much need to reply at this point.

"Which room does his mother live in?"

There were four rooms on this floor.

"If nothing has changed, it should be the one on the left."

Zhou Ze walked over and pushed open the door to the room.

Ah Hong also walked over and was stunned when she looked inside.

"So, I'm also curious, according to your statement, his mother shouldn't have much time left, but she's still alive."

On the bed in the room,

an old woman was holding a chicken in her hand,

frantically biting and sucking its blood.

The room was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was nauseating.

At the same time,

the curtains were thickened, completely covering the windows.

The old woman's nails were long and black, and her face was very white, terrifyingly white, but her eyes were particularly bright.

"Look at his mother. Where does she look like she's about to die? She's simply getting more and more energetic."

"Ah!"

The old woman suddenly threw the dead chicken in her hand off the bed and pounced on Zhou Ze like a hunting dog on all fours!

Yingying stepped sideways, coming in front of Zhou Ze.

"Smack!"

The old woman was slapped away by Yingying, smashing into the wall, but after landing, she immediately crawled down on all fours again, glaring at this side.

Zhou Ze turned his head to look at Ah Hong, who was shocked,

and said:

"So energetic, right? Am I right?"