Hong Kong variety show, I am a charming cop.

Chapter 534 Overwhelming Spiritual Energy 4

Angie asked, "The newspaper said that Rosalind committed suicide by shooting herself."

The proprietress took a puff of her cigar and said, "Bullshit! I know Rosalind best. She would never commit suicide. The newspapers were just trying to grab attention."

Anqi glanced at Li Jian, seemingly seeking an answer.

Li Jian shook his head calmly.

Angie then asked, "Has she ever released an album?"

The proprietress didn't answer immediately, twirling the cigar in her hand, the smoke swirling around her, "I think we did issue one, but as you know, Rosé isn't a big name, so it's hard to find."

After leaving the nightclub, Angie lowered her head and remained silent.

Li Jian said, "Don't look so gloomy. It's just a record. I'll take you to find it."

The 90s were the golden age of record sales.

During this period, veteran singers such as Leslie Cheung, Principal Yonglin, the golden couple of the North, Teresa Teng, and Su Rui, as well as Jacky Cheung, sold hundreds of millions of records.

The booming record industry also sustained many record stores.

Li Jian led An Qi from shop to shop, and they finally found it.

The album is called "Nightly Obsession".

Just by looking at the cover and the album title, you can tell that Rosé is no pushover.

Very provocative.

Angie held the record like a precious treasure and couldn't wait to go home.

Li Jian curled his lip and said, "What pure and innocent girl? She's just average-looking."

Angie pulled a poster out of the record.

On the poster, a woman with short black hair, bright eyes and white teeth is dressed quite charmingly, but not at all flirtatious.

"Now you are satisfied."

Upon seeing the woman holding the record, Li Jian smiled.

Angie, however, seemed lost and bewildered, lost in thought.

Upon seeing this, Li Jian's index finger twitched.

A hand unknowingly landed on Angie's thigh.

The thin trousers couldn't stop Li Jian's large hands.

The girl seemed oblivious.

Li Jian didn't go too far; he simply helped Anqi straighten the wrinkles on her pants, smoothing them out slowly—it was even easier than using an iron.

Twenty minutes later.

The car is parked downstairs.

Angie hugged the record and silently returned to her room.

They didn't even say hello.

Looking at the other person's nonchalant attitude, Li Jian muttered, "How rude."

back home.

Lu Yao was doing her homework in the living room.

Upon seeing Li Jian return, it jumped onto Li Jian's back like a koala.

Li Jian patted Lu Yao's head and said, "Why are you so well-behaved?"

Lu Yao leaned lazily on her shoulder and said, "I've always been very well-behaved. By the way, have you eaten? I made some food."

For the next half hour or so.

The two of them fed each other, taking turns eating.

After dinner, Lu Yao leaned on his shoulder and asked, "Brother Jian, are you tired from work?"

Li Jian held her small, soft hand. "Tired, of course I'm tired."

Lu Yao got up and placed her hands on his shoulders, saying, "Then let me massage you. I used to massage my mom's shoulders when she was tired from working."

I enjoyed Lu Yao's shoulder massage; it was quite comfortable.

However, as they continued to knead, their roles were reversed.

Lu Yao asked, "Brother Jian, you can massage shoulders too?"

Li Jian chuckled: "I can not only massage shoulders, but also feet, legs, hands, and arms. As long as you're willing, there's nothing I can't massage."

Lu Yao called out, "Brother Jian, da me da me, da me lu!"

Lu Yao, that little girl, is no match for Li Jian.

They were defeated after only a few rounds.

suddenly.

A figure in red appeared in the room.

Li Jian was so startled he almost jumped in: "Big sister, could you please not show up at a time like this next time?"

Mei Ruohua said in a voice only Li Jian could hear, "Something happened next door, do you want to go check it out?"

Li Jian asked, "What happened?"

Mei Ruohua reached out and made a sweeping motion in the air, instantly turning the original reinforced concrete wall into a transparent sheet.

Li Jian knew he could see An Qi's every move.

Inside the room, a tape recorder was playing a woman's chanting.

Angie sat in front of the mirror, painting her fingernails red.

Angie was dressed in a red dance dress, with a long wig on her head, and even her lips were painted bright red.

Li Jian frowned slightly: "Why aren't you sleeping at night, putting on makeup in front of the mirror?"

Mei Ruohua said, "She is possessed by a ghost."

Possessed by a ghost?

Li Jian stroked his chin and said, "No way, there are three flames on a person's body, one on their head and two on their shoulders. As long as the flames are extinguished, ghosts will not dare to approach."

Mei Ruohua said, "That's how it was supposed to be, but this girl had bad luck. She somehow got hold of Luo Lisha's posters and records from when she was alive, which caused Luo Lisha's yin energy to increase dramatically."

This is where she died unjustly, her home turf; the little girl's three fires are no match for her.

Li Jian asked, "What are the effects of being possessed by a ghost?"

Mei Ruohua said, "When a living person is possessed by a ghost, it is bad luck. At best, they will fall seriously ill; at worst, they will become mentally unstable and insane."

Upon hearing this, Li Jian was furious and jumped out of bed. "Let's go!"

Mei Ruohua simply passed through the wall and arrived in front of An Qi.

With Mei Ruohua around, Li Jian doesn't need to kick down the door.

The door opened directly from the inside.

call--

A chilling gust of wind swept out, carrying with it a fishy stench.

Despite the noisy chirping of cicadas outside the window, the heatwave distorted the asphalt road.

But this gust of cold wind, which seemed to come from nowhere, was like snow blowing from the depths of hell, freezing the air in its wake.

Li Jian suddenly shivered, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, and goosebumps instantly rose on his arms.

"Such heavy resentment!"

Li Jian's gaze sharpened.

Before he arrived, he had already applied cow tears, so you could see that the room was gloomy, filled with resentment that was about to solidify.

During the day when the yang energy is strong, it's not noticeable.

However, at night, yin prevails over yang.

The suppressed yin energy then gained the upper hand.

"Amei!"

At Li Jian's call, Mei Ruohua appeared before him like a ghost.

Just as Amei appeared, the bedroom door opened.

Anqi, dressed in a bright red robe, stood prominently at the door.

But at this moment, Angie was completely different.

His gaze was cold and his face was as pale as if he had been shaving off a coat of white paint.

Her bright red lips looked as if she had just drunk fresh blood.

Li Jian demanded, "Who are you, and why are you taking over An Qi's body?"

Angie lowered her eyes, her gaze fierce: "Who I am is none of your business. This is between her and me."

Li Jian said, "I know you want to find a substitute, but this is useless and will only harm another person. Your actions are against the natural order and you will never be able to be reborn."

Angie said coldly, "I don't care about all that. I died in such pain and so unjustly. I was murdered."