"Wait, little brother, I'm an old man, let me clear up my train of thought. I'm an old man, my reaction is slow, and I can't keep up with some train of thought."
"The female middle school student named Chen Miaoqi found you and said that her brother has abnormal behavior and often hides in her room?"
"Then that day, the little girl's brother disappeared, right?"
"But today, we found a hidden hole in the wall in the little girl's bedroom... The more I think about it, the more I feel the truth behind it, the more I feel the scalp numb and the back feel cold. "
"Well, little brother, I don't know if you have thought about a possibility... From the beginning, some pets disappeared, eating dead food, kitchen noises in the middle of the night, ordering takeaways in the middle of the night, and even hiding in the bedroom many times, it wasn't my brother Chen Zhixing's fault. , but sister Chen Miaoqi is the real problem?"
"So, the real situation should be that the little girl in this room hid in Chen Zhixing's room many times through this hidden hole in the wall, but was discovered by her brother every time, but her brother never found out the hidden place behind the bedside. The hole in the wall..."
"So that's why Chen Miaoqi can always hide in her brother's room."
"The most powerful evidence is that the little girl once told you that her brother once hid in a suitcase! Think about it, little brother, the current students have good nutrition, and the height of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school student is at least half With a height of more than 1.7 meters, if you want to hide in a suitcase by yourself, unless you are a professional person, most people will never be able to do it. But! If it is a junior high school student in his teens, then That's another matter..."
The reasoning of the old magic stick is completely logical, and Fang Zheng has already thought of these things.
"Little brother, I don't know if you have ever heard a folk story, ghosts shouting ghosts?"
"Ghost calling ghost?" Fangzheng looked at the old magic stick.
The old god stick sneered: "Old Taoist, I have been walking all over the rivers and lakes since I was a child, and I have traveled all over the country. I have never seen such strange things. The whole country was just liberated, so what is it really called? All the demons and monsters have come out!"
"In the early years, when I passed a century-old well in northern Shaanxi, I experienced ghosts shouting ghosts once, and I almost fell there. Fortunately, I am a master of learning, and in the end the devil is one foot taller than the road."
"According to my early experience as an old Taoist, I feel that what happened to my little brother is somewhat similar to the experience of screaming ghosts that I encountered in my early years as an old Taoist."
"The little girl named Chen Miaoqi should be a normal person during the day, but at night, she turns into a ghost screaming ghost! The night before finding the little brother, the little girl must have secretly hid in Chen Zhixing The room was successful, and her brother didn't find it, which eventually led to Chen Zhixing's accidental disappearance that night. But after dawn the next day, the little girl definitely didn't know about it, so she found you, little brother, just like a normal person. Pretend to be pitiful and tell you little brother that her brother is entangled in unclean things and hides in her bedroom every day."
The more the old magic stick talked, the clearer his thinking became, and the saliva flew all over his mouth, and his analysis was clear and logical.
Fangzheng couldn't help but take another look at the old magic stick.
Sure enough, the old magic stick has rich experience in dealing with these things, and even some details are beyond his expectation.
It's an exaggeration to say that it was enlightened.
But the words of the old magic stick did give Fang Zheng a lot of inspiration.
An old store is like a treasure, it seems that it may not be completely unreasonable...
"Little brother, according to the old way, Chen Zhixing must have been lost by the girl with problems. Finding your little girl is a big problem! Now let's go find that girl and find Chen Miaoqi, which is equivalent to finding the missing girl." Chen Zhixing!" The old magic stick began to urge Fang Zheng if he wanted to go to the countryside to find Chen Miaoqi now.
"Old man, what you said makes sense, but did you forget one thing?" Fangzheng didn't move.
"What??"
Fangzheng looked at the hole in the wall, frowned and thought, "There are several important clues about Chen Zhixing. First, he was a college entrance examination, and then all abnormalities appeared after the college entrance examination. If Chen Zhixing is implicated in the recent serial suicides of college entrance examination candidates Come together, then the question arises, if Chen Zhixing's disappearance is really related to Chen Miaoqi, then the suicides of other college entrance examination candidates must also be related to Chen Miaoqi, right?"
"Chen Miaoqi is not the younger sister of other college students, so she shouldn't hide in other college students' homes, dig a hole in the wall, and then kill a college student every now and then, right?"
"Uh, this..." The old magic stick murmured, and he would not be able to answer Fang Zheng's question for a while.
"Maybe, these are two incidents, and there is no... connection in itself?"
The voice of the old magic stick became softer and softer. At the end, he coughed dryly to cover up his guilty conscience.
He couldn't even explain himself.
At this time, Fangzheng finally turned his eyes from the hole in the wall, and began to carefully examine every detail of Chen Miaoqi's bedroom: "Chen Zhixing, who has been missing all the time, is the key."
"Only by finding Chen Zhixing can we find out the truth of everything and know whether Chen Zhixing is a ghost or whether Chen Miaoqi is the real ghost."
Fangzheng looked around Chen Miaoqi's bedroom carefully.
Since Yun Shixiang guided him to Chen Miaoqi's house, it meant that Chen Zhixing, who had been missing all this time, must be here!
Perhaps Fang Zheng sometimes doubted his intuition.
But he would not question Fortune Fragrance.
I don't know how many times Yunshixiang has saved him, and Yunshixiang has already shown extraordinary.
"Little brother, how about... let's light the fortune incense and try again?" The old magic stick suggested.
"No rush." Fang Zheng was still searching for the details of the room.
"This is a house with four bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and two bathrooms. The area is about 140 to 150. If there is someone hiding, the space is so small, and there are not many places for him to hide."
"Let's look for it first."
However, in the next one or two hours, they searched the entire Room 502, but found nothing unusual.
On the contrary, the old god sticks to his old bones, and after tossing back and forth with Fangzheng, he is so tired that he sits on the sofa in the living room panting.
Coupled with the sweltering heat in summer, with such strenuous activities, the Taoist robe on his body was already wet with sweat and stuck tightly to his back. At the same time, it seemed that the Taoist robe that had not been washed for several days still gave off a rancid smell.
The old god stick was so tired that he didn't care whether the glass in the cupboard was dirty after so many days. He took a glass of tap water and sat on the sofa, drinking it to quench his thirst.
"Little brother, huh, huh... searched everywhere, but found no one, under the bed, in the sofa, even Simmons took it apart and looked, but never found anyone, only the walls and the top of our heads that we couldn't reach It's above... Huh, Huh, it's impossible for this person to build himself into the wall, right?" The old god stick was so tired that he sat on the sofa, gasping for breath while pouring water.
This person is old and his physical strength is failing.
The old magic stick was still out of breath: "It's not a way to find it this way. I have to follow the old way, ho, ho... It's easier to find it directly with fortune incense. Little brother, you don't have to feel sorry for fortune incense. Hu, ho... Big deal, I'm an old man. After going back, if you don’t drink water for a few days and nights, the old man will make as much as you want, but you must give me the old man’s overtime pay!”
tear down the wall
Fangzheng's eyes moved, and he looked around.
But in the next second, Fang Zheng, who seemed to think of something, suddenly raised his head.
overhead!
ceiling!
timber!
The sound of fingernails snapping on wood, could someone be there...
(end of this chapter)