Doomsday Monster Paradise

Chapter 87: The Art of Killing

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Xia Yuqing walked along the dilapidated street, her eyes searching the house number of the townhouse.

This kind of townhouse has long been dilapidated, and the gray and white walls are covered with shocking cracks, which seem to be in danger of collapsing at any time.

Finally, Xia Yuqing's eyes caught the dilapidated house number of No. 165 apartment.

Gathering her mind, Xia Yuqing reached out and knocked on the iron door.

"Boom boom boom"

The rotten iron gate made a dull sound, like the sob of an old woman dying.

For a long time, there was no response.

Xia Yuqing knocked on the door again, and listened attentively to the movement in the house.

"who"

A vigilant female voice came out, the voice was full of terror and uneasiness.

Xia Yuqing breathed a sigh of relief and replied

"Excuse me, Mrs. Huo Dacheng? I'm Mr. Huo Dacheng's friend."

The people in the room were silent for a while, "I don't know this person, you must have found the wrong place."

Although the other party said they didn't know each other, Xia Yuqing understood immediately after hearing that the other party must know Huo Dacheng, but he didn't trust her, so there was that abnormal silence.

Because Mu Fan said that the abnormal silence is because people are thinking and weighing the pros and cons.

"Mrs. Huo Dacheng, please believe me. If I'm not a good friend of Mr. Huo Dacheng, how could he tell me you're here?"

Xia Yuqing spoke sincerely, showing the tone of an old friend.

This is also a little trick that Orr taught Xia Yuqing. Using rhetorical questions to guide the other party to think is actually a kind of inducement.

Sure enough, there was a sound of footsteps in the house.

At first there was some hesitation, but the last few steps showed panic and eagerness.

"click"

A small rectangular opening appeared on the iron door, and an anxious eye was looking out from the opening.

The fine crow's feet at the corners of her eyes revealed her age, and the spider web-like bloodshot eyes showed her fear these days.

Seeing this, Xia Yuqing's heart moved, and she continued

"Mrs. Huo Dacheng, open the door and let me in. If I stand here for a long time, I will reveal your position."

"You're the only one" Mrs. Huo Dacheng questioned, she tried her best to look around Xia Yuqing.

"Yes, Mrs. Huo Dacheng, I'm alone."

Xia Yuqing nodded, showing sincere eyes.

Then, there was a sound of a hidden lock behind the door.

"come on in"

Xia Yuqing turned her head to look around, then dodged and squeezed in.

At this moment, in front of Xia Yuqing was a middle-aged woman with a fat figure.

Although she was wearing a shabby gray cotton skirt and was unkempt, her skin was slightly fair and did not have the sallow complexion of a woman at the bottom.

Moreover, she also wore a ruby ring on her finger.

"How is Huo Dacheng now?"

Mrs. Huo Dacheng asked eagerly, "Since moving to Yongle District, he has never contacted me once"

Xia Yuqing sighed secretly in her heart when she heard the words, "Mr. Huo Dacheng is in deep danger, and it is for your own good that I don't contact you."

Mrs. Huo Dacheng nodded silently, as if thinking about something.

Xia Yuqing continued to follow the lines that Mu Fan had designed.

"Madam, Mr. Huo Dacheng is under surveillance now, and it's inconvenient to go out, so he asked me to come here to get back something very important from you."

"Very important thing" Mrs. Huo Dacheng immediately became vigilant upon hearing this.

"what"

"As you can see, I'm penniless now. I don't have anything valuable except this jewel ring."

"It's not property, ma'am," Xia Yuqing carefully chose her words.

"But what it is, Mr. Huo Dacheng didn't tell me. He just said, you know what it is, because he once told you to keep it well."

These are specious words, but they have a strong inducing effect, and they were all rehearsed by Mu Fan and Xia Yuqing in advance.