Chapter 618 Auditorium
"No, it's inside. Inside." The young man seemed to recall something, and his face instantly turned pale. After a while, he said: "Anyway, just don't go in. This is Wu Brother promised me, he said you were just looking for clues outside."
The people in Jiangcheng thought for a while and nodded in agreement: "Okay."
Promises are always the least valuable. stuff, especially in nightmares.
They only need the young man to take them there and confirm the crime scene. As for whether to enter, how to enter, and what to do after entering, that is not the man's decision.
Following the man, they walked into a corridor and turned many corners.
At the end of the corridor was a wooden door that was ajar. When it was pushed open, it made an uncontrollable friction sound, which made everyone feel nervous.
They walked very carefully along the way.
After passing through the door, the layout in front of me became much more familiar, and the surrounding area suddenly opened up. There were several low buildings not far away.
If I remember correctly, they have been here before.
The Feng Family Ancestral Hall and the Tianshi Altar are both nearby.
The young man lowered his voice and pointed to the building not far away, "It's right there, the penultimate courtyard, the largest one."
Follow the direction of the man's finger. Looking at it, there is a vague shadow of a building there, and the area is larger than other buildings.
I don’t know if it’s due to the light. Compared with the nearby buildings, the tone of this building is obviously darker, and the light seems to be swallowed up.
Zhao Xingguo's throat rolled.
"Don't stay too long, take a look and leave quickly." The young man warned before leaving, "Although there is no one nearby, don't make any noise. It will be terrible if you are caught."
Promise After meeting at the gate not long after, the young man left. It could be seen that he had an indescribable fear of that building.
“Something doesn’t look right here.” Zhao Xingguo looked around cautiously. It was no different from when he left, but he clearly felt that something was wrong.
"Stop talking nonsense, if there is no problem here, what are we going to do?" Fu Fu seemed to be very impatient. She didn't even bother to do superficial things for people like Zhao Xingguo.
After being thwarted in Fu Fu's hands, Zhao Xingguo did not dare to fight back. Putting aside his background as a night watchman, Luo He and Fu Fu herself were enough to be feared.
Especially the man named Luo He, who seemed to be gentle and indifferent to worldly affairs, but his ability was so troublesome that even ghosts would find it difficult.
Zhao Xingguo had never seen or even heard of a situation like this. .
Finding Jiang Cheng staring in another direction, Zhao Xingguo asked curiously: "Mr. Jiang, what are you looking at?" He looked in the direction Jiang Cheng was looking, which was the direction they came from.
After pondering for a moment, Jiang Cheng looked away, "Do you still remember what Liu Laizi said?"
Hearing Jiang Cheng suddenly mentioned Liu Laizi, Zhao Xingguo's face froze, and even his expression Fu Fu, who was out of tune with them, stopped and turned to look at him.
"What are you talking about?" Zhao Xingguo asked unnaturally.
“He said that the door of Feng Mansion will be closed after dark, and no matter who calls the door, it will not be opened.” Jiang Cheng recalled Liu Laizi’s sinister tone, raised his eyes and said, “No one can open the door at night. Open the door of Feng's house."
"Tap."
"Tang.
Staring at Huaiyi, who was pacing back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, Fatty said upset, "Can you please stop leaving? It's blinding me."
"Aren't I also worried about them? ?" Huaiyi argued, "By the way, I've been wondering about something, and I want to discuss it with you."
Huaiyi originally wanted to discuss it with you, but then he realized that Lin Wan'er was also looking at him. Finally, the words in his mouth were swallowed alive and turned into "Ask for advice."
Hearing the word "Ask for advice", the fat man sat up straight in a formal manner, nodded, looked at him and said: "Ask for advice." ”
Huai Yi found a wooden chair and sat down, and asked with a strange expression: “Have you ever thought about how that straw man appeared in Chen Qiang’s backpack?”
"How could he carry that kind of thing on his back?" Huaiyi frowned and said to himself: "According to my observation, Chen Qiang is not a careless person. He cannot make such a mistake."
"You mean someone deliberately stuffed the straw man into his backpack?" Huaiyi's words opened up a new way of thinking for Fatty.
"This is impossible, Chen Qiang's backpack never leaves his body, and he has never been seen opening it outside." At this point, the fat man suddenly stopped.
At the same time, Huai Yi's gaze also became strange. His gaze swept past the fat man's side, and then moved away indifferently.
For someone like Chen Qiang, it is unrealistic and risky to try to force someone in while he is awake, but what if he is asleep?
Everyone sleeps in separate rooms at night, and the door to each room has a lock that can be locked from the inside.
There are only two people living in the same room as Chen Qiang.
One was Huaiyi who asked the question, and the other.
The fat man slowly turned his gaze. Pi Ruan was leaning on the wall next to him, with his head lowered and wrapped in a blanket. The bed was broken and the quilt was broken, and he had already fallen asleep.
Now that they have entered the Feng Mansion, everyone has less scruples. Zhao Xingguo also got angry, pushed open a dark wooden door, and was the first to walk in.
If the two brothers he brought died here, he would not be ashamed to go out alone.
"This is." After entering the courtyard indicated by the young man, Zhao Xingguo couldn't help but have a strange look on his face. He saw many red things in the corner.
After getting closer, I found red paper and some red lanterns. There was a big Chinese character longevity written on both the lanterns and the paper.
Bright red, it looks dazzling.
Jiang Cheng picked up the lanterns scattered on the ground and found that they were very old, as if they had been left here for a while. "This should be a place like the Feng Family Auditorium. Master Feng's birthday banquet was held here. Organized." Jiang Cheng threw away the lantern and analyzed.
"Look there." Fu Fu raised her chin. The place where they stood was facing a very luxurious-looking building.
White cloth is hung on both sides of the building, with words written on it. You can tell that it is in memory without looking at it. Several unlit white lanterns were just thrown on the ground before they could be hung up.
“It seems that Mr. Feng’s body is parked here.” Jiang Cheng said: “The last time a birthday banquet was held here, this time the Feng family was in a hurry and had no time to prepare, so we could only simply put aside the previous celebration. Take down the arrangement and replace it with nothing.”
Fu Fu stepped on the paper money on the ground and walked up, "You're here, let's go in and have a look."
This auditorium-like building still uses an old wooden door. , the upper part of the door panel is hollowed out and pasted with a layer of paper.
As I got closer, I felt a gloomy atmosphere unique to deep mansions and courtyards.
Punching a hole in the sticker on the door, Zhao Xingguo swallowed nervously, leaned forward, and peeked inside. The room was relatively dark, and he could only see a rough outline.
Just as his eyes swept across the room one by one, suddenly, something moved in the darkness, and it felt like it was shaking slightly, as if it was blown by the wind.
It is relatively high from the ground.
Zhao Xingguo tried his best to move forward, wanting to take a closer look.
Perhaps he was lucky, and the clouds that blocked the moonlight happened to disperse. For a moment, the moonlight poured down, and the scene in the room became much clearer.
The next second, Zhao Xingguo finally saw it clearly.
It was a pair of legs, hanging in mid-air. (End of this chapter)