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Chapter 226: Volume 5

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"It goes without saying that Pang Guang is already so rich. You don't know whether his father, who is famous abroad and has money for spicy food, has money?" Dahai said.

"The person in the profile picture is Pang Guang's father, who lives abroad." Dahai said.

"Three two one." The fat man shouted with difficulty.

"Look for it. There must be a switch in the room." I said.

"Do you notice anything wrong here and here?" I said, pointing to the toilet and basin.

"I said yes, look at the wall." I said.

After a while, Dahai opened the scroll, and inside was a family photo of more than two hundred people.

I rushed straight in and looked at the sink and toilet.

"Is this your first time here? It's your first time and you know better than someone who has lived half a year younger than me?" Dahai said.

"You drive safely and we'll chat when we get home." I said.

"Safe? How come I don't know about it after living here for so long?" Dahai said in confusion.

"No, my surname is Pang, but I am not part of the Pang family." Dahai said.

"I'm not talking about the sea. Your adaptability is really fast." I said.

"Trouble, just wait." The fat man smiled and left the room.

A large piece of the pointed area seemed to have been gouged out by scissors.

There were indeed signs of burning something in the toilet, but there was no safe in the room.

"Is this the piece?" I looked at the place where a piece had been dug out.

"What is this?" I said.

At this time, the upper pointer has been repaired, and the second hand is still moving.

"Where is Pang Guang's bed? Is there a safe beside the bed?" I asked.

"Have you driven a car in the past five years? An experienced driver." I said.

"This is what I thought. Pang Guang originally just wanted to kill his father to get his inheritance. He couldn't find a photo of his father that could be inserted into the gold watch, so he took the family photo. And this gold watch would kill everyone in the photo. ." I said.

"What to do?" Dahai said in confusion.

I collected all the villains and stuffed them into my backpack, and walked towards the entrance of the ghost market.

Dahai said: "Why is the picture frame so tight?"

I ignored Dahai, picked up the gold watch on the side and opened it.

The gold watch was placed aside alone.

"Dirty." I said subconsciously.

Dahai smiled and said, "What? How about we have breakfast first. Can I treat you to fried noodles?"

The person sitting inside was none other than Dahai, proudly wearing pink pajamas.

"Then what do you want to explain?" Dahai said.

We quickly pulled back.

"Isn't this nonsense? It is an annual meeting that everyone in the Pang family must go to. It can be recorded, but it is a matter of genealogy. From the seventh generation to the eighth generation, the lowest level is carried in the arms." Dahai said.

"I told you that you don't understand. You came here yesterday, right? Have you ever used this toilet?" I said.

Thinking about the Pang family and everyone related to the Pang family, it seems that everyone is in bad luck, but I am making a lot of money. Last week I earned Pang Guang's one thousand three hundred dollars, and this week I made another one thousand eighty dollars from Xiaomei. It wouldn't be great if you could make money like this every week.

There are four or five thick wooden boards inside, and there is a cabinet inside.

I continued to observe what secrets this room held. I lifted the sheets and discovered a row of combination locks horizontally on the bed.

"This photo is very big. It was taken at the Pang family's annual meeting last year. Everyone must go, and the portrait should be cut here." Dahai said, pointing to a place.

The two people worked together to open a small crack as big as a palm.

"Wait, why are there so many people dead? There is only Pang Guang's father up here." I said.

"His father is very rich and has a lot of inheritance?" I said.

I rushed over immediately and saw that there was indeed a little black mark next to the water outlet pipe in the bathtub.

"If you hang it all the time, how could there be several different black edges on the wall?" I said.

Dahai waved to me and told me to come up. I took my backpack and got on the Land Rover.

After hearing this, Dahai took a breath and said, "Fuck."

"Then I understand what's going on. Are all the people who died this time in the photos?" I said.

"Oh, I remembered it when you said that. There was a black patch in the bathtub, and I wiped it a few times. It seemed to be burned by fire, and there were still some traces." Dahai said.

"What you said seems to make sense." Dahai said.

"Is this what you are looking for? How do you know there are traces of fire here?" Dahai said in confusion.

"Remember." Dahai said.

"Do you remember, I said I got a new watch last week?" I said.

Three or four safes stood on top, with several watches placed on them.

Dahai came over and said, "This watch looks good. Is this my second uncle's watch?"

With all the questions weighing on my mind, I pointed to the painting on the wall and said, "There's something behind the painting."

I said straight away: "Where is the toilet?"

"I guess you have to thank your fifth grandfather for hating him for so many years. But if he hadn't been cut off because of his lack of knowledge and skills, Pang Guang would have taken you away with him." I said with a wry smile.

Dahai rushed in at this time, plugged an electric drill into the bedside table and turned on the switch at the corner.

"Take me there," I said.

I ignored the sea, took off my shoes and stepped on it.

"You said there is something behind?" Dahai said.

"Damn it, Pang Guang wants his father to die?" Dahai said.

"Let me go, where did you find these tools?" I said.

"Used it." Dahai said with a smile.

After thinking about it, I guess this is the switch painted on the wall.

But no matter how hard I try, the frame cannot move the semicolon.

"What the hell, I'm not at this level." I said.

"It's a long story, so I'll just do it." I said.

"Don't worry, our car is so big. We just drove here and everyone had to give way to me." Dahai said with a smile.

A Land Rover with a Beijing A license plate was parked at the gate of the old town, lying across the entire intersection.

Arriving at Dahai's home, or should I say Pang Guang's home.

Dahai sighed and said, "I'll go burn incense in a few days."

There is also a portrait on the gold watch, which looks like a man.

"Your second uncle?" I said.

"Let me help you." Dahai smiled and stepped forward without taking off his shoes.

Dahai took the lead and pulled me to Pang Guang's room.

Three bedrooms and one living room, the area is not small.

"Straw or paper or scorch marks?" I said.

"Damn it, why did you say it was really you?" Dahai said in surprise.

I waved my hand towards the sea at the door and said, "Don't make any noise."

"Well, I lived in Pang Guang's house for half a year when I was studying. I have the key, and Pang Guang took care of me. I heard it was an ancestor's advice. Although we are no longer relatives, we still have to help when we need help." Dahai said with a smile.

"What's wrong with the wall? Isn't it just that there are a few extra black edges after being left there for a long time?" Dahai said.

"You said that all the people named Pang are dead, and you are fine and have everything now. Is it related to the fact that you were nominally severed from your relationship, so you are okay?" I said thinking.

Dahai pointed forward and said, "In such a hurry?"

"Okay, don't worry. I learned my driver's license early, and I have been a driver for five years." Dahai said.

"Why don't you close the door when you go to the toilet?" Dahai came over and asked in confusion.

"There are no more people, these are all going to be thrown away. Dirty ass, let's work hard together." The sea shook like a wave.

One hand struggled to grab the picture frame and began to lift it up and pull it back.

"Pang Guang's things in the utility room." Dahai said with a smile, completely cutting the entire painting open.

Could it be that it is true that she likes to burn things, and everything Xiaomei said to me is false

"Oh my god, did you get hairy when you opened these?" Dahai said with a smile.

The room was very clean and there was no room for a safe.

"Damn it, there's really something behind it," the fat man said.

I looked at the family photos, but there were all the elderly and children. Of course, they all have this, except Dahai.

I handed the watch to Dahai and said, "This is the watch I gave to Pang Guang. As long as someone's head is placed on this watch. When the three hands point to the head at the same time, that person will die."

"Are you in there?" I said.

"Look, this is a hydraulic rod. It's pretty good that we can pry open so many. Counting three, two and one, we let go and find the switch." I said.

But if this was fake, why would she transfer 1,800 yuan to me and ask me to do it for her

"This trace was left by the little man who burned the straw. As for the scarecrow, it was burned by Xiaomei. The name written on it is Pang Guang if she is not wrong." I said.

"Let me go, do you still have this hobby?" Dahai said.

After a fierce electric drill, a blade saw appeared in Dahai's hand. He inserted it into the newly drilled gap and started sawing. At this time, half of the wall painting was opened.

"This is Pang Guang's family. It is probably cut here. The old man's head was taken off and a gold watch was put in." Dahai said.

"No, what difference can it make?" Dahai said.

"Wait a minute, I have an image of your avatar." Dahai said and pulled me out of the room. Dahai took out a roll from the cabinet in the utility room.