Chapter 315: Guanyin Statue (for the little fat paper boss)

When the young man heard this, he immediately did not doubt him.

Because Su Rui's voice is the same as Wei Zhen's, coupled with his understanding of the current situation, although the phone number is a little weird, Instructor Wei is a high-level member of the Zhong family after all, and mobile phone encryption is also a common thing.

So when the young man heard this order, hung up the phone, and quickly took out the walkie-talkie from the inner pocket of his suit.

"All the people with multiple numbers go downstairs and squat at the door of the building, and no one is allowed to come in!

Three seconds later.

A voice of response came over the intercom.

"Yes!"

"Roger!"

Immediately after, there was a sound of messy footsteps, and ten young people in the entire building left the room where they were being investigated and walked downstairs.

As they walked, they flicked the bolts of their guns.

One by one, they are murderous!

"The rest, keep searching!"

The leading young man said expressionlessly.

......

The two young men who searched on the top floor searched all the way to the 22nd floor.

Room 2208 door.

A young man violently stabbed a dagger into the frame next to the door lock and broke it hard!

Gaba!

The inferior door was cut, and the entire door lock was directly deformed!

Syllable!

The young man pulled hard, and the broken lock block was ripped off the door panel.

He stepped straight inside.

As soon as he walked into room 2208, he frowned.

Because the decorations of this room are full of Buddhist atmosphere, there are charms, Buddha portraits and the like, and there is a choking smell of incense floating in the air.

The young man covered his nose and slapped it, then reached out and turned on the electric light.

Stompe!

Footsteps rang out.

When the young man looked up, he saw an old woman in a sackcloth coat walking out of the bedroom, her eyes were cloudy, and she was still holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, as if she had just been woken up by herself, and asked in a daze, "Who are you? Why did you come to my house?"

The young man looked at the old woman, squinted his eyes and asked, "Old lady, let me ask you something...... Have you heard anything or seen any outsiders?"

The old woman seemed to have a problem with her ears, she stared at her puzzled eyes, and her voice was very loud: "What? I can't hear?"

The young man took a deep breath and asked, "Are there any people who have come to your house?"

"No, I live by myself!" the old woman waved her hand, and then asked, "What are you doing?"

The young man squinted his eyes and looked at the old woman for more than ten seconds, then laughed coldly and asked, "Old lady, I am from the Zhong family, lie to me, you have to consider the consequences!"

The old woman was stunned for a moment, glared at her, and said, "You are the Buddha, and you have to be reasonable! My wife has believed in the Buddha all her life and has never lied to anyone!"

The young man smiled, "Okay, I'll find it myself!"

The old woman stood on crutches.

The young man circled around the living room and searched all the places where he could hide people.

From the living room to the kitchen and from the kitchen to the bedroom.

In the closet, in the bathroom, there is no trace of the presence of outsiders.

He hesitated, then turned his gaze to the last room.

There was a yellow portrait of the Buddha on the door of the room, and the young man frowned and walked straight inside.

"Hey, that's the house where the Bodhisattva is offered, and you can't go in after an hour!" the old woman was in a hurry, and she stepped forward to pull the sleeve of the young man's coat.

Brush!

The young man suddenly turned his head to look at the old woman, his eyes fierce like a wild wolf.

"You don't let me in, do you have a ghost in your heart?" The young man squinted his eyes and directly took out a pistol to put it against the old woman's eyebrows: "Are you looking for death?"

Seeing this, ......the old woman took a step back and did not dare to speak.

The young man stretched out his hand and pushed open the door and walked in!

Inside the room, there was a lot of smoke!

The furnishings of the room were very simple, except for a table with an incense table on top, a futon below, and a statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva nearly a meter high in the center, and nothing else.

The young man walked in and glanced at it, and when he saw that there was nowhere to hide people, he fixed his eyes on the statue of Guanyin.

He strode towards the statue of the Bodhisattva.

"That Bodhisattva is not to be offended, young man!" the old woman suddenly shouted behind him.

The young man paused, and his heart was a little uncomfortable.

Because the light of this simple Buddhist hall is very dim, the light shines on the statue of Guanyin made of white jade ceramics, so that the Bodhisattva's originally compassionate face is a little gloomy, and the further he goes, the more the young man feels that the Bodhisattva's expression seems to have changed a little.

Horse-stepping!

The young man's palms were a little sweaty.

Those who do their business are not afraid to fight against men, nor are they afraid of the dead.

But for this kind of ghostly things, the young man is indeed a little muttering.

Not for anything else, because he followed the Zhong family and saw many big people offering Buddha statues or Bodhisattvas at home.

Maybe it's for peace of mind, or maybe it's really useful.

But between hearing and seeing, young people also have a respectful attitude towards this kind of thing.

It's okay not to believe it, but there's no need to offend!

That's his attitude.

But there is a death order from above, and if Peng Shicheng can't be found, it will also be miserable.

He looked hesitantly, looking at the statue of Guanyin, he didn't dare to go over, and he didn't dare to leave.

At this moment, his walkie-talkie suddenly rang.

"All the people with multiple numbers will go downstairs and squat at the door of the building, and no one will be allowed to come in!"

The voice of the leading youth rang out.

The expression on his face suddenly lightened.

His ID card is plural.

In other words, his next mission is to guard the gate instead of continuing the search.

He glanced at the statue again, then folded his hands and bowed, and turned away without looking back.

After the old woman saw the other party going downstairs, she breathed a sigh of relief, got up and used her crutches against the broken door, and then walked quickly to the Buddha hall, and moved away the statue of Guanyin with trembling hands.

Lingling curled up and hid in the hollow beneath the statue in an extremely aggrieved posture.

When she heard the young man enter the Buddhist hall just now, she thought that she would be arrested.

It was only at this point that she completely relaxed, and tears fell from her eyes.

Fear and grievances surged up, and I couldn't cry anymore.

"Don't cry! Don't cry! Child, the Bodhisattva will bless the good people. The old woman sighed and patted the other man's head gently.

......

A BMW drove into the community at a high speed.

The ten members of the Zhong family, who were responsible for guarding the gate below, suddenly became alert, and they quietly took out their pistols.

At the same time, the search inside the apartment also reached an impasse.

"All the rooms have been searched, and there is no figure of Peng Shicheng!"

"Not to mention Peng Shicheng, I haven't even found that woman!"

The leading youth frowned.

In such a short period of time, Peng Shicheng couldn't run out at all, but what about others?

"There is a stairwell on the fifth floor, and I heard from the people in the property that there are often some sundries placed there, will it be ......?" someone stood beside the leading young man and said softly.

"Let's go over and have a look!" the leading young man ordered.

Everyone walked towards the fifth floor.

Downstairs, the BMW is parked in a parking space.

Lu Hongye pushed the door and got out of the car, squinting at the gate.