Holding the hot water cup in her hand, the aunt replied with an ugly look: "Such a big thing happened, look for it, I must have looked for it."
"But, but..."
When the aunt said this, she began to hesitate.
"but what?"
The aunt first took a sip of hot water, maybe to cover up her inner panic, and then continued: "The last time I met Chen Jianbang was at noon yesterday, hey, Chen Jianbang's face is very haggard and ugly, Maybe it's the disappearance of the son, the daughter-in-law collapsed in the hospital, and the whole family collapsed like this. All the pressure is on him and the man...Sorry, I seem to be getting too far... "
The aunt looked at the old magic stick and Fangzheng apologetically, and continued to the topic.
"Although the sound of fingernails scratching in room 502 next door came out at night, I thought about it later. It's not that I don't believe in Chen Jianbang. Didn't you just... jump into the fire pit by yourself?"
"So I asked Chen Jianbang tactfully, when he came home these days, did he hear any strange movements at home? Or did he find any strange things? Cabinets, cupboards, sofas, floors, walls, etc. Are there signs of being bitten by mice or scratched by claws? Chen Jianbang said that everything in his house is normal, and asked me what happened, did you hear any movement in his house? ?”
"Hey, this Chen Jianbang is also a poor man. At that time, he thought it was his missing son who had returned home. He thought that the movement I heard was the movement made by his son after returning home. Even the gate was closed. I forgot to pass it, so I rushed into the house and shouted his son's name, but I couldn't find anything... "
"At that time, I walked along the open door and saw Chen Jianbang alone. I felt as if I had lost my soul, sitting on the sofa in the living room in a daze. I couldn't bear it. You said, how could a happy family of four be like this? Falling down perfectly, committing crimes, committing crimes."
After waiting for a while, seeing that the aunt didn't continue to talk, she just kept talking about committing crimes and committing crimes. The old god stick, an old Jianghu, has good eyesight. He followed the aunt's words and began to ask if the aunt had entered Chen Jianbang's house at that time. ? See anything weird or particularly out of the ordinary
The old magic stick is helping Fangzheng with this question.
Help Fangzheng get the information he wants to know.
Hearing the old god stick's question, the aunt shook her head like a rattle in fright: "Of course I didn't enter their house. I knew that there might be unclean things in their house, so how could I go in!"
"Later, I saw Chen Jianbang sitting there in a daze. I called Chen Jianbang a few times but he didn't respond. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, so I went home first!"
Next, Fang Zheng saw that he could no longer ask for any valuable information, so it seemed that he had to go to Room 502 next door in person in the end.
So Fangzheng stood up.
"Sister, can I go to your balcony to have a look? Let me figure out if I can enter Room 502 next door through your balcony."
Fangzheng walked towards the balcony, leaned out half of his body, and looked in the direction of room 502 next door.
Between the two houses, there is an air-conditioned outer wall, and there is no leverage point like in the movie lens, which is exclusively for the hero to enter safely. The smooth and wide outer wall painted with waterproof paint must be difficult for ordinary people to pass.
The aunt and her son also came to the balcony together. Just looking at the drop of the five floors below their feet, the two of them were already so scared that their legs were weak. The aunt and son were a little reluctant. If someone fell, it must be their initiative. Liability, they can't afford to pay 1.8 million lives.
Anyway, the money has been collected.
Whether you agree or disagree is not all a matter of his words.
But in the next second, Fangzheng took out another five hundred cash, regardless of whether it was dangerous or not, the aunt and son didn't care.
There are two types of people who are greedy for money.
One is to get it in a proper way, and abide by morality and the bottom line of conscience, just like an old magic stick.
The other kind has no moral bottom line, just like the gnawing son of the aunt.
However, the aunt was afraid that something might happen to Fangzheng, so she didn't know where to find a polyester rope, and it was definitely no problem to bear the pulling force of one or two tons.
"Little brother, I am an old man, unlike you young people who are strong and strong. You go in first, and then open the entrance door. I am old and I will enter through the main entrance."
…
Then, in the exclamation of the aunt next door and her son, Fang Zheng with a rope tied around his waist, like a thrilling scene that only happens in action movies, jumped in the air, grabbed the railing of the 502 balcony, and then moved quickly Smoothly enter the balcony of Room 502.
"Damn it! Fucked! Fucked! Is this flying over the roof... Dao, Daoist, has your apprentice practiced Shaolin Kungfu? Daoist! Do you still accept apprentices!"
The aunt's son yelled three times in a row, and then grabbed the old magic stick with bright eyes.
The old god stick's face darkened.
"Old Taoist, I am a Taoist priest, what kind of Shaolin Kungfu can I teach?"
Did this kid purely come to demolish him
Are you being silly at home
I have no eyesight at all.
Fang Zheng, who had successfully entered the balcony of Room 502, heard the voice of the old magic stick next door, shook his head, and untied the rope around his waist.
The glass door of the balcony was not locked, but a small gap was reserved.
The weather is sweltering in summer, maybe Chen Jianbang specially left a small slit before leaving to keep the air circulation in the house.
The older generation is more superstitious, and only a house with good feng shui can live smoothly.
click...
There was a slight sliding sound from the pulleys of the balcony glass door, and the glass door was pushed open little by little.
call!
The change of internal and external air pressure, a hot wind in summer blows violently into Room 502. Although Chen Jianbang has left a small door opening on the balcony, when Fangzheng entered Room 502, he still felt a strange smell in the room...
This strange smell is a bit like the trash can with a backlog of fruit peels and leftover soup from takeaways. It smells bad and rotten in summer.
The furnishings in Chen Miaoqi's house are ordinary.
But neat.
It can be seen that Chen Miaoqi's family pays more attention to hygiene and details.
But at this time, there was no one in Chen Miaoqi's house, and the house was extremely quiet and quiet. It was the unique quietness of a house that had not been popular for a long time, giving people a sense of shade.
Whether it is an ordinary person or not, the biomagnetic field of the human body can easily sense whether a house has ever been lived in.
It is easy to feel abnormal in a house that has not been lived in.
Fangzheng looked around Chen Miaoqi's house, and quickly identified the layout of Room 502, where is the kitchen, where is the bathroom, where is the master bedroom, and where is the second bedroom... After pondering for a while, Fangzheng planned to go to the kitchen to check the situation At that time, outside the porch, the voice of the old god stick came.
"Little brother, what's going on inside, why is there no sound at all?"
The old magic stick asked Fang Zheng to open the door for him.
(end of this chapter)