Muke laughed even harder, but the smile was somewhat sad.

Because she wants to be a real general, and wants that person to enter the game and become the "black commander", she herself has to step down from the position of controlling the chessboard, enter the game, and become the "red commander".

Calculate everything, of course, including calculating yourself.

"Muke" is actually the Fengdu Emperor who became the "Red Commander".

There are many things about chess that are different from other games. One of them is that even the winner cannot take it all.

When the situation reaches the end, it is impossible for one party to remain intact.

If you want to win, you have to sacrifice something.

For example, abandon the car to save the handsome man.

Sheng Ruge came back, but he didn't bring Pan Qian back.

Only by learning to "play hard to get" can you completely capture that person.

Pan Qian must be allowed to want it, want it very much, but cannot get it, so that she will cherish it and take the bait obediently.

The first thing Sheng Ruge did after coming back was to report the situation to Muke.

"Pan Qian indeed has no awakening memory. She doesn't even realize that she is a ghost. She is still telling Wei Lin that she is a descendant of the Miao region, so she uses dolls to poison her."

Muke raised his eyebrows: "Did Wei Lin believe it?"

Sheng Ruge nodded, the expression on his face was a little hard to describe. It's embarrassing for a powerful ghost to claim to be a descendant of the Miao Jiang, okay? What kind of ghost are the descendants of the Miao Jiang? You claim to be the founder of the Miao Jiang sect.

It’s the Miao Jiang faction that has reached a high level!

Sheng Ruge felt that Pan Qian was just a fool who left his billions in wealth without inheriting it and went to work for a millionaire. He worked hard and got 2,000 yuan a month and was still very happy.

Muke smiled: "It's okay, just be silly and sweet. Being easy to coax is a good thing for us."

Sheng Ruge said: "She is as stupid as she is, and it has nothing to do with me. What I'm worried about is...she only knows how to bewitch a doll, so what effect can it have?"

Muke said: "Don't stimulate her to recall memories that belong to ghosts in order to activate her abilities. Otherwise, she will easily lose control. What kind of props does she need to cast a spell? Is there any distance limit for casting a spell?"

Sheng Ruge said: "As for props... it seems that only the other party's hair and a drop of her own blood are needed. As for the distance limit... there should be no such thing. She said that no matter where the other party goes, as long as her hair is still with her

With her hands on it, she can cast poison at any time."

Muke: "Then this poison is enough for us."

Sheng Ruge said: "But we can't get a piece of Mei's hair before the fight and send it to Pan Qian. As for letting Pan Qian watch from the side and assist in the fight... it's simply unrealistic. She's so courageous.

She's too young. Even an ordinary pervert can scare her, let alone a monster. If I really hit her, she might be stunned."

Muke said: "No, we can get Mei's hair now."

Sheng Ruge suddenly thought of something: "You mean the Night Hotel?"

Muke said: "It's very common to lose hair when doing exercise, right? In many TV dramas, the heroine knows that her husband has brought a mistress home. Isn't it all because of this?"

Sheng Ruge said: "But Yese Hotel should clean the guest rooms every day, right? There can't be any hair left, right?"

Muke said: "What you said is under normal circumstances, but don't forget that many people died in the Yese Hotel that day. In order to protect the crime scene, it is absolutely impossible to clean the room. However, in this case, the hair

Generally, they will be taken away by forensic doctors for DNA testing. We need someone from the police to get the hair."

Hou Peiyao received a call from Muke again. When she saw the word "Muke" lit up on the screen, she reflexively thought, "There is another dead person, caused by ghosts."

Muke's phone call was like an alternative version of death coming.

Hou Peiyao has personally experienced supernatural events, so she knows the horror of ghosts best.

You are clearly conscious, but your body is out of control. You can only watch the ghosts harm yourself and your family. That feeling... She really doesn't want to experience it a second time.

For ordinary people, ghosts are a completely unsolvable dead end.

If she had not been lucky enough to meet Muke, then she would have had no choice but to go to hell and mourn her fate.

I hope it’s not the God of Death who comes this time... I hope there won’t be any dead people this time.

Hou Peiyao answered the phone.

Of course Muke is not here to be the God of Death. She just hopes that Hou Peiyao can get the short hair of a non-victim male who was left at the crime scene on the day of the mass suicide at Yese Hotel.

"Well, this is a bit difficult..."

Muke said: "Oh, then I'll do it myself."

Muke had the invisible thread and the paper man, so it was easy to sneak into the police station and obtain evidence. The reason why he bothered Hou Peiyao was actually because Muke was too lazy to do it himself and wanted Hou Peiyao to do it.

"No, no, no! Let me do it! Give me some time! Tomorrow! I will send you the hair tomorrow morning," Hou Peiyao was worried that Muke would destroy other clues.

Although Muke will definitely not deliberately destroy it, but what if it happens?

Many clues are just some hairs and some samples, which can easily be lost and damaged.

When it comes to getting evidence, it's safer and more concealed for her to do it.

"Then I'll trouble you."

"No, you're welcome." Hou Peiyao suddenly felt that she was like a spy planted by Muke in the police station. In order to protect the clues, she had to steal them.

However, she also knew that since Muke actually came forward, the suicide in the Night Hotel was 90% likely to be committed by ghosts.

Even if these clues are left at the police station, it is impossible for the police to catch the real culprit.

After all, the real murderer is on another level.

Looking at the bright side, she is redressing the grievances of the victims.

After getting Hou Peiyao's guarantee, he no longer had to worry about the hair problem. Muke became concerned about another problem: "We went shopping and bought you some clothes, and by the way, there are also gold-rimmed glasses!"

Sheng Ruge asked curiously: "You bought me clothes? Do you know my size?"

Muke shrugged: "I don't know, but you are a ghost, you can adapt to clothes. You don't have to have rigid clothes to adapt to you."

Sheng Ruge: "...I really thank you."

Muke smiled and responded politely: "You're welcome."

Sheng Ruge went to change clothes. Muke's cell phone was silent for five minutes and then rang again. This time it was Hou Peiyao.

Muke asked in surprise: "You got it so soon? Didn't you say tomorrow?"

Hou Peiyao's voice was filled with anxiety and fear: "Something bad is going to happen! Muke!"

On the contrary, Muke quickly calmed down and said soothingly: "Don't be anxious, speak slowly."

Hou Peiyao took a deep breath and asked, "There are two pieces of bad information now. Which one do you want to hear first?"
Chapter completed!