Fix was hurriedly coming down from the third floor, and saw Dong Zheng in the big mirror. He paused, and then continued to walk downstairs as if nothing had happened.
"Why are you here?" Fix asked.
Dong Zheng listened to his words without questioning, and became more certain of the guess in his heart: "I also want to ask you this, doesn't it mean that guests can only move on the first floor?"
"I sneaked up." Fix walked to his side, Dong Zheng glanced at the large mirror in front of him, and heard the voice of a servant talking in the corridor on the second floor. He took a step back, turned around, and went directly to Fick. s went down together.
"Do you still have what I gave you?"
"Take it." At this time, Dong Zheng probably understood why Fix had to make sure that he was carrying a cross again and again. With so many witchcraft-like traces on the second floor, the so-called ghost of George was probably not a rumor.
The two went down to the first floor, and Fix said again: "You can stroll around by yourself, but remember, don't go to the basement casually."
basement
Dong Zheng looked at Fix and asked with his eyes, but Fix said no more, shrugged his shoulders at him, and left without knowing what to do.
Didn't this deliberately lead him to the basement...
What was Fix trying to remind him of
Fix's figure quickly disappeared from the crowd, Dong Zheng thought about it, and went to the entrance of the basement of the villa.
Dong Zheng didn't know much about the structure of Western villas in this era, but if there were secrets in the basement, the entrance would not be in a place with a lot of people.
Dong Zheng took the place where there were few people. The main building was not the only one on the first floor. Those of Ferdinand's friends were elsewhere, and it was very likely that they were talking about business with the owner.
Dong Zheng turned to the building on the left. This is probably where the servants rested. There were also some guests, so when Dong Zheng came over, no one cared much.
Many doors were closed, and he didn't know what to do. Dong Zheng wandered around for a long time, analyzing those doors separately, and comparing which of them was the basement door.
He even cranked up the flow of the hearing port to the max so far, trying to hear something extraordinary.
In the end, Dong Zheng's brain was about to explode due to the noise of the conversation in the next room, so he gave up this move.
Cui Zuojing: "Why do you have to find the basement?"
Dong Zheng: "There must be something wrong with Fixes saying that."
"Aren't you afraid that he will trick you?"
Dong Zheng shook his head with a smile. He found another place that looked like a basement door, in an inconspicuous corner, but it was locked.
Forget it, if you can't find it, don't look for it.
Dong Zheng found a chair in the next room and sat down, and found a black car in Ferdinand's house, which was already a good harvest.
Dong Zheng sat there and rested. After a while, he suddenly heard the faint sound of someone stepping on the wooden stairs, and he immediately came to his senses.
The next moment, the door in the corner was opened, and Ferdinand's valet came out, holding a flashlight in his hand. With the slightly mottled dark corner of the wall exposed from the door, Dong Zheng could be sure that this was probably the case. Basement too.
The servant did not find Dong Zheng, he said the door was closed, locked it tightly with the key, and left the room through another door.
His gloves were taken off, and gauze was wrapped around his right hand.
After finding where the basement was, Dong Zheng had no other thoughts for the time being. Although he didn't know what it would be of use, the manservant's sneaky appearance was obviously a ghost.
He left the wing.
Walking on the promenade, Dong Zhengzheng was thinking about the traces of witchcraft he saw on the second floor, and suddenly a person came across.
Dong Zheng recognized the adopted son of Mr. Ferdinand, Mons. When the man saw him suddenly, it was as if he had seen a ghost, and his face suddenly changed.
"John, why are you here?"
Does Mons know "me"
It took Dong Zheng a moment to react. Since John used to be a rich man and lived in the upper class, it is quite normal to know Mons, who is also a son of a rich family.
Dong Zheng stood still. So far, he didn't know the relationship between John and Mons. He just smiled at him and didn't speak.
Mons panicked all of a sudden, he was at a loss for a long time, strode in suddenly, leaned in front of Dong Zheng and said in a low voice: "It's really not me, it's really not me, that gun is George looking at It looks good and has to go, I gave it to him a long time ago, it really has nothing to do with me."
gun
Is that the gun George used to kill himself
Dong Zheng realized that this was another important clue, so he lowered his head, put his hands in his pockets and stared at the toes of his shoes for a few seconds before raising his head again and said to Mons:
"Don't worry, I won't say anything. After all, I'm just a bankrupt businessman living in a friend's house temporarily."
Dong Zheng knew very well what kind of body movements could give the opponent a sense of pressure. Sure enough, Mengs panicked even more. He stared at his bloodshot eyes, grabbed Dong Zheng's shoulders, and said, "It's really not me, everyone now, The police, those neighbors, and my father, everyone, everyone is suspicious of me, but it's really not me!"
"It's useless for you to tell me this. I didn't know about your family until I came here." Dong Zheng broke his hand and said, "I'm very sorry about George, I heard that he is a Very cute and well-behaved child, if possible, I hope to catch the murderer as soon as possible, so that it can not only avenge your brother, but also clear your injustice, how wonderful."
Mengs stared at Dong Zheng, and slowly let go, as if he didn't know him.
"You weren't like this before, John," he murmured. "You've never talked to me like this before, and you don't believe me either?!"
"Don't be like this, Mengs, I believe you, that's why I say this." Dong Zheng can see that this person has reached the level of a demon, no matter what he says, there may be doubts in Mengs' ears, " I have other things to do, let's go first, don't be too nervous, if you didn't do it, don't worry that others will blame you, and the police will return you to innocence sooner or later."
After saying that, Dong Zheng left quickly. He turned the corner, stopped, and secretly looked back.
Mons still stood there, wondering what he was thinking.
At present, the pistol that George used to "suicide" should have been given to him by Mons, and it should be unique, otherwise Mons would not be so sure that he could recognize it at once based on the photo in the newspaper .
Until now, Dong Zheng is still not sure what the box wants him to explore. Is it the truth of George's death? Now that the police have taken over, he has not obtained any first-hand clues at all.
Or a serial murder case? But at present, the clues given to him are completely missing.
At present, the only person Dong Zheng can say for sure is Fix.
Keep reading.
The memorial service ended in the evening, and when he was about to leave, Dong Zhengcai met Fix again, and the two went home together.
When he got home, Dong Zheng pretended to mention casually: "When will you be able to catch the murderer? It's been a dozen or so days, and people are panicking."
Fix put on his shoes and pulled the curtains to isolate the room from the night outside. With his back to Dong Zheng, he put away the clothes he had changed from last night on the sofa: "It's almost time."
That night, Fix did not go out.
October 20.
Fix didn't go out, so he didn't bring fresh "horse meat", but there was leftovers from yesterday in the refrigerator. He cooked a pot of broth as usual, but this time, Dong Zheng didn't find a reason to refuse.
Nothing important happened all day, Fix stayed in the basement for a long time again, this time he didn't hide it from Dong Zheng, he came out of the basement openly, closed the door and locked it.
until night.
At 12:30 midnight, there was the sound of Fix walking out of the master bedroom. As usual, he went to the living room to drink a glass of water and went to the bathroom.
He didn't come over to adjust the time of Dong Zheng's bedroom clock. The series of movements from preparation to going out seemed to be bigger than before. Even if Dong Zheng was really asleep, he could still be woken up.
What's more, Dong Zheng was always awake.
The abnormality of Fix today has told Dong Zheng from all aspects that something unusual will happen. Dong Zheng has been nervously preparing, and this can be counted as waiting.
He immediately got up from the bed and put on his clothes, and said to Cui Zuojing, who was sleeping beside him, "If I feel good, today will almost be over."
"Huh?" Cui Zuojing lay on the bed, hugging Dong Zheng's pillow, and fell asleep. He originally came out to play with Dong Zheng, but he got sleepy while playing, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep beside him.
The boy's cheeks were bulging by the pillow, and his sleeves rubbed against his elbows, revealing a fair and thin forearm, and even a large part of his waist was exposed.
"What's the matter..." he asked dazedly.
"I mean, if there's no accident, the box should be almost over." Dong Zheng put on his coat and saw that Cui Zuojing was still confused and couldn't wake up, so he knelt on one knee on the bed, leaned down and took the opportunity to directly touch his cheek. took a peck.
"Well!" Cui Zuojing frowned and slowly hid, still reluctant to open his eyes.
Dong Zheng laughed, "Go back to sleep, the prisoner's space is more comfortable."
"That won't work. If the final plot comes, I have to keep an eye on you." Cui Zuojing stood up, rubbed his eyes and patted Dong Zheng's chest, and said, "I'm going back, hurry up and don't. Later, if I can't find anyone, I don't know where to go."
"Okay." The boy's figure disappeared in front of his eyes, and instead appeared in the prisoner's space in his consciousness. Dong Zheng took a deep breath, took a boning knife in the kitchen and inserted it into his trousers waist. go out.
After several days of cloudy and rainy days, the weather didn't get better today. Dark clouds covered the moon, and Fix was nowhere to be seen. Dong Zheng went out in the dark. After looking around, he looked at Ferdinand's house in the distance. spire.
There was no one on the street, and the windows of each house were completely dark. Dong Zheng leaned against the corner, and under the dim light of the street lamp, he passed through this unstable town and went to Ferdinand's house.
It seemed that it was a short distance to walk, but it took nearly twenty minutes. After the Ferdinand house passed by George, the security was strengthened a lot, and there were always servants guarding the door outside.
One or two o'clock in the morning is when people are the most sleepy. Looking at the servant who was so sleepy, Dong Zheng picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at a distance.
Stone alarmed the dozing servant. He rubbed his eyes and looked around vigilantly for a week before he went over to check the situation in horror. Obviously, the recent murders also made him uneasy.
Dong Zheng took the opportunity to slip in.