From the time travel, I became extraordinary

Chapter 145: Encountered an evil spirit?

The phone rang suddenly again after hanging up, which made Jiang Yao and Li Hongsheng both stunned.

"Places like KTVs and bars cost a lot of money. It's okay for ordinary police officers like us to go there occasionally for fun, but going there every day is not something we can afford with our salary."

Acting like an experienced person, Li Hongsheng smiled and patted Jiang Yao on the shoulder, and continued, "Those girls are always like this, they will not give up until they achieve their goal."

"If you really don't want to go, don't be polite to them. Swear at them a few times and the calls will naturally decrease."

He had a smile on his face, perhaps because he felt that it was inconvenient for Jiang Yao to speak with him around, he quickened his pace and walked towards the street ahead.

After walking to the check-in point in front and signing his name, he looked at his watch and saw that it was time to get off work. He did not move forward, but stayed where he was and waited for Jiang Yao to go back to the police station with him.

As for Jiang Yao, he took out his cell phone and pressed the answer button without even checking the caller ID: "Didn't I tell you that I'm at work and don't have time?"

"I just hung up on you and you called me again. What does this mean?"

"You want me to go and listen to you sing in the middle of the night? Are you planning to sing to me in the middle of the night?"

……

With a look of annoyance, during the day at Huang's Tea Restaurant, after knowing that she might be the boss of Feixing Records, the woman's action of rubbing her black silk feet against his thighs made Jiang Yao feel that Zhang Jingwen was utilitarian and frivolous.

Facing such a woman, Jiang Yao had no good words to say to her.

Because in his subconscious, he always thinks that this kind of woman likes to climb up the ladder the most. If you give her a little color, she will immediately start a dyeing factory for you.

Facing such a scheming woman, it is of no use to be nice and sincere to her. You have to leave her alone. When she has no hope in you, you can suddenly throw a bone to her. Only then will she be grateful to you and slowly become honest and obedient.

The only thing that puzzled Jiang Yao was that after he said these impolite words, there was no response from the other end of the phone.

With his brows slightly furrowed, he listened carefully and actually heard the faint sound of a woman's sobbing coming into his ears from the phone.

"That's impossible. A woman like Zhang Jingwen, who sings in a bar, what kind of men has she not seen? What kind of nasty words has she not heard?"

"What I just said was not harsh, at most my tone was a little harsh."

"Just this alone made her sob softly. With such a mental state, who gave her the courage to enter the entertainment industry?"

With a puzzled look on his face, Jiang Yao put the phone close to his ear and listened carefully again.

There was indeed a woman crying inside, and he could hear some obvious fear and despair in her crying.

"No, the person who called was not Zhang Jingwen, but Fang Jieting."

Finally, Jiang Yao glanced at the caller ID on the screen. When he realized that he had made a mistake, the doubts in his heart were not only not resolved, but became even more intense.

After all, in his impression, Fang Jieting is a very strong woman.

Even if she was shot, she would definitely grit her teeth and not let herself shed a single tear.

She suddenly called me late at night and was crying. This was totally out of character for Fang Jieting.

"Madam, is that you?"

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Yao deliberately made his tone sound softer, and he opened his mouth tentatively and asked a question.

"Well, it's me!"

On the phone, Fang Jieting was still sobbing softly.

But after sobbing, she continued in her obviously trembling voice: "Ayao, are you free now? Can you spare some time to come to my house?"

"now?"

"Ok!"

"I'm getting off work right now. I'll go back to the police station, hand in my gun, change my clothes, and then go straight to your place."

"Okay, I'll wait for you!"

……

After a few brief conversations, Jiang Yao hung up the phone.

I have known Fang Jieting for some time, and the relationship between us is a bit complicated, beyond friendship, but not love.

She has been busy with work. After Jiang Yao was transferred to Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station as a uniformed police officer, the two of them had less contact. They even made few phone calls, not to mention other interactions.

On the first day of reporting to the police station, Sir Mai mentioned to Jiang Yao that Fang Jieting even slammed the table with her superiors because of his return to the police force.

Although Jiang Yao did not join the anti-drug team and eventually became a uniformed police officer, he still remembered Fang Jieting's favor.

On the phone, Fang Jieting's voice sounded so weak and helpless.

Although he didn't see her current appearance and only heard her voice, based on Jiang Yao's understanding of her, no despairing major changes had happened to her, and it was impossible for her to become like this.

Putting his phone in his pocket, Jiang Yao walked quickly to the front. "Ayao, where are you going after get off work? Do you want to have a midnight snack? I'll treat you!" Li Hongsheng, who was waiting, saw Jiang Yao walking towards him after signing, and he invited him with a smile.

"No need, Brother Sheng, I have something urgent to do. I have to go back to the police station first. Let's make an appointment next time." At this moment, Jiang Yao no longer had the mood to eat supper. He waved his hand and declined.

"Forget it, since you're not going out for supper, it's boring for me to go alone. Let's go back to the police station together!" Li Hongsheng responded with a grin, a little disappointed.

His gaze lingered for a while on a late-night snack stall over a hundred meters away. When he retracted his gaze, Jiang Yao, who had left in a hurry, was left with only a faint figure in his sight.

"This kid runs so fast? Has he encountered some urgent matter?" Li Hongsheng quickened his pace and caught up with him.

Unfortunately, Jiang Yao in front was walking too fast. In the blink of an eye, he had completely disappeared from Li Hongsheng's sight.

Li Hongsheng stopped and looked helpless. He complained while breathing heavily.

After his breathing became calmer, he walked forward again in a depressed mood.

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Jiang Yao had been to Fang Jieting's residence once and had spent a fairly pleasant night there, so he naturally knew its location.

After leaving Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station, he rode his motorcycle all the way. The journey was supposed to take half an hour, but he only took about twenty minutes and appeared in front of the apartment where Fang Jieting lived.

"Madam, open the door!"

"It's me, Jiang Yaozu!"

Although he had slept in the apartment for a night, Jiang Yao did not live here permanently, so he naturally did not have the key here.

After knocking on the door and shouting twice, he saw that the door had not been opened. He used his mental perception to sense any trace of living people in the room.

When he noticed that the dark shadow representing Fang Jieting was walking towards the door, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With a 'creak' sound, the door opened gently.

Jiang Yao flashed away, walked into the apartment, and closed the door again.

The room was dark and even the lights were not on.

Being in darkness all the time, he might be able to barely see the situation inside the apartment, but Jiang Yao, who had just walked in from outside, was dazzled and it took him a second or two to adapt.

"Madam, what's wrong with you? How did you get into this state?" After groping around for a while and finding the light switch, Jiang Yao turned it on.

Just a few steps in front of him, Fang Jieting sat on the ground again, leaning against the wall. She always paid great attention to her image, and she clasped her hands in her hair, making her originally heroic short hair look like a mess.

Her eyes looked dull, and they no longer had the sparkle they once had.

Squatting in front of her, Jiang Yao noticed that her face was covered with tear marks, and there were even some bloody pieces of meat at the corners of her lips.

"I don't know. I don't even know why I became like this!"

"Since last night, I have been feeling dizzy and unwell."

"I went to the hospital for a checkup during the day, but the doctor said I was fine and there was no major problem. She just told me to get more rest."

"I have no appetite for cooked food. I woke up in the middle of the night and found myself biting into the raw meat and chicken in the refrigerator like a monster."

"I was clearly awake, but I was still very hungry. I kept telling myself that I couldn't eat raw meat, but I just couldn't control myself."

"I am like this, Ayao, do you think I can still be considered a normal person?"

……

Her face was full of pain, and Fang Jieting told Jiang Yao about what had happened to her while tears were streaming down her face.

"Getting up in the middle of the night to eat raw meat from the refrigerator? You can't control yourself?"

"Madam, you look like this, are you possessed by evil spirits?"

After listening to Fang Jieting's explanation, Jiang Yao's eyebrows were furrowed together.

After thinking for a moment, he spoke again, "Madam, think about it, have you been to any desolate, remote or weird places in the past few days?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Jieting's head was shaking like a rattle: "Most of the time, I stayed in the police station. Even if I went out, I only wandered around Yau Tsim Mong and never went to any desolate and remote places."

After she said a few words, her stomach started to rumble again.

"Hungry, I'm so hungry, I can't control myself anymore!"

"No, I absolutely cannot eat that again."

"I want to eat raw meat and frozen chicken. Ah Yao, hurry up and help me take out all the food from the refrigerator!"

……

Her face was full of struggle, Fang Jieting was incoherent, and her pale, bloodless face seemed to have become distorted at this moment.

(End of this chapter)