Chapter 112: The sound insulation is not very good

Although Tang Zhihang has deduced the criminal's modus operandi, there is no guarantee that Tang Zhihang's reasoning is correct. At the same time, it is not certain who the prisoner really is.

After all, why did the surveillance go wrong that day? Was this a magic cast to facilitate the development of the plot?

Now if it was a year ago, would Tang Zhihang have seen that prisoner?

So I asked Tang Zhihang: "Think about it, during that time, have you ever seen anyone leave the community with a suitcase?"

"How could you possibly remember? ...... so long" Speaking of this, Tang Zhihang was stunned for a moment, and then said: "You say so." I seem to remember...... There was a problem with the internet in our community that day, so I went out to surf the Internet at night. ”

As soon as Tang Zhihang said, I also remembered the events of that day through the memories he gave me.

……

A year ago, Saturday, September 7th.

Sitting in the house that he had just moved in a few days ago, Tang Zhihang looked at the iFi signal on the top bar of his mobile phone, but he couldn't even send a picture.

Looking at the router, the light signal was flashing, Tang Zhihang scolded: "Why is it broken again......"

Thinking that there was still a limited time to participate in tonight, and there was only half an hour left, Tang Zhihang had no choice but to get up and change his clothes and plan to go to a nearby Internet café to surf the Internet.

Tang Zhihang, who walked downstairs, walked directly towards the Internet café he had seen before but had never gotten there.

"Huh?" Looking at the boy in front of him dragging a pink suitcase, Tang Zhihang smiled there: "This girl is full of heart, a big man still drags such a pink suitcase." ”

Because the box looks quite heavy, is it going to be a trip?

But Tang Zhihang didn't care, anyway, it was just a person who didn't know who it was, Tang Zhihang didn't care, and continued to walk towards the Internet café.

……

When the memories ended, my consciousness returned to the present, Tang Zhihang and I looked at each other, and the two were silent for a while. Then Tang Zhihang spoke: "I think that person named Shen Hongyi is suspicious." ”

I continued to look at Tang Zhihang, and then he explained to me: "Do you think, who can be a man who can easily poison Li Wenjing when he can enter Li Wenjing's house?"

is also said, it is true that Shen Hongyi's behavior is a little strange, but there is no guarantee that it is him. And Wu Xuan told me before that when Li Wenjing disappeared, all the money she got from winning the lottery in her card was transferred, but later after an investigation, the card was actually Li Wenjing's card, which means that in fact, it was just Li Wenjing transferring her money to her own card.

And because Li Wenjing's matter is still defined as missing at this time, her other card has not been used. All the threads were cut off again.

If it wasn't for money, then who killed Li Wenjing for what?

Shen Hongyi...... There is no motive, if Shen Hongyi wants to kill Li Wenjing, he has no motive at all, does he? Although he and Li Wenjing are not in harmony, the two of them just break up peacefully. There is no need for Shen Hongyi to prepare poison to kill Li Wenjing......

……

The next day, I couldn't come up with anything after thinking all day last night, and Tang Zhihang woke me up early this morning - I was lying on the window when I woke up, if it wasn't for the guardrail, I probably wouldn't have been able to see the sun this morning, right?

But what made me even more curious was why the broom in the living room outside appeared on my bed.

After being woken up, I sat in the living room and wondered about my life for a few minutes, and then asked, "What are you doing when you wake me up so early in the morning?"

Tang Zhihang, who was brushing his teeth by the window, slurred his words: "Haven't you heard that it's good to go to bed early and get up early?"

I got up and went for a roundhouse kick that kicked directly at Tang Zhihang's knee...... I'm dwarf, blame me?!

Tang Zhihang, who was kicked, was as steady as Mount Tai, and the syrup came out of Tang Zhihang's bedroom and said, "What are you doing early in the morning?"

I looked at the syrup dumbfounded, didn't she go upstairs to sleep last night? Why is she in Tang Zhihang's bedroom again? Could it be that she was with Tang Zhihang last night......

Tang Zhihang saw through my thoughts at a glance, and then said: "She said in the middle of the night last night that she heard a strange sound in the room and couldn't sleep, so she came down to sleep. ”

Strange voice? Could it be Li Wenjing? But Li Wenjing is just a ghost who can't do anything, how can she make a movement?

Syrup also panicked when he heard Tang Zhihang talk about it: "I mean seriously, I really heard something yesterday." ”

Tang Zhihang waved his hand and said, "I know, I know, don't you just dare to sleep on it?

Saying this, a shadow suddenly came down from the ceiling - Li Wenjing once again lay on Tang Zhihang's shoulder.

Why does this guy like to lie on Tang Zhihang's shoulder so much?

Tang Zhihang saw me staring at him with strange eyes, so he asked me, "Is it here again?"

I nodded and patted myself on the shoulder: "I seem to care more about the way you look." ”

"It's useless to care about me......" Tang Zhihang said and looked at my hand, I don't know if it was because of the influence of MIRACLE, my recovery ability turned out to be very fast. I went to remove the bandage yesterday and am now free to move.

Tang Zhihang said again: "Wait a minute, follow me to the laboratory, I re-got it yesterday, probably repaired the fault, and now there is a lack of experiments...... Lack of a person who can control the machine. ”

I yelled at him, "What do you mean, do you think I'm an experiment?"

Tang Zhihang hurriedly explained: "No, no, I'm going to conduct a flight experiment - after all, only you have the experience of flying, right? In that case, you should be more proficient in controlling it, right?"

"That's right...... But before that, I'm going to investigate Li Wenjing's affairs......"

"What is Li Wenjing's business?" Syrup came out of the bathroom, and she directly picked up her teapot to start making tea.

"It has nothing to do with you, our own business. Tang Zhihang picked up the tea he had taken down from the table and threw it to the syrup and said, "I was suddenly curious, what strange sound did you hear last night?"

Syrup's face changed and he shook his head and said, "Don't say it, don't say it, I don't want to remember it." ”

Is it so terrible? Tang Zhihang continued: "Tell me, I'll see if I heard it last night. ”

Syrup hesitated for a moment, then said, "I ...... yesterday Last night I heard what seemed to be moving under my bed, a click......"

When Tang Zhihang heard this, he scolded: "Damn, mentally retarded...... I'll just say it. ”

The two of us said to him, "What? Do you know what's going on?"

Tang Zhihang pointed at me and said: "This guy sleepwalked and went crazy last night, poked the ceiling on his bed with a broom for a long time, and then held the broom and talked in his sleep-the chick's waist is so thin, it looks like a bamboo pole." ”

Syrup couldn't help but laugh out loud, and I said with a confused face, "I? Are you sure?"

Tang Zhihang said angrily: "Nonsense, I got up in the middle of the night and knocked on my door, then rushed out of the house with a broom and said that I was a bonsai, and said that the heart of belief is my own magic, and then poked the ceiling with a broom there." If I hadn't told her 'miracles and magic exist,' this guy wouldn't have stopped." ”

Syrup laughed even more presumptuously, and Tang Zhihang said again: "Then a few minutes later, Syrup came down and said that he heard a strange sound." I wondered if it could be you, after all, your bedroom is directly below the syrup's bedroom, and it's normal for the syrup to hear it when you poke the ceiling so hard. ”

I'm sitting there depressed, how can I sleepwalk? How long has it been, or I'm going to the hospital one day to see what to do?

The knock on the door sounded, Tang Zhihang walked over and opened the door, and standing at the door was Wu Xuan in pajamas.

Seeing that Wu Xuan got up early in the morning for the first time, I asked her, "Why did you get up so early today?"

"Don't mention it, I had a nightmare last night...... Wu Xuan complained, "I dreamed last night that there was a fool pulling me and shouting strange things like 'my name is Bonyazi, and the heart of belief is my magic', and then another fool pulled me and said 'miracles and magic exist', and as a result, I didn't sleep well all night......"

The three of them were silent and didn't speak, and Wu Xuan was curious when she saw us like this: "What's the matter? Why do you know anything?"

"No, I don't know......" Syrup poured a cup of brewed tea and gave it to Wu Xuan and said, "Come on, come on, drink a cup of tea to suppress the shock." ”

Just as he was saying this, Liu Lang suddenly walked in, and Tang Zhihang also quipped when he saw it: "Ouch? The sun came out of the west today? The two gods next door who don't get up before the sun get up so early today?"

Liu Lang sat down and took the teacup in his hand and said, "Don't mention it, I don't know why I had a nightmare last night......"

The expressions of the three of us changed again, and Wu Xuan said to Liu Lang, "I also had a nightmare! What did you dream about?"

Liu Lang recalled: "I remember it seems to be ...... I heard someone say, 'The heart of belief is my magic,' and then another voice said, 'Miracles and magic are real,' or something like that......"

"You're just like me!

The expressions of the three of us were still weird, and Tang Zhihang couldn't help but smile and asked, "Can this kind of dream be considered a nightmare?"

Liu Lang said: "The content of the dream is not terrible, but those two voices are too strange, and they sound disgusting." ”

At this time, it was Tang Zhihang's turn to be unhappy with me, and the syrup was still snickering there.

Just when the syrup was stealing the fun, Wu Xuan said again: "It seems that I remember that after that, I heard a very eerie voice." ”

Eerie voice?!Is Li Wenjing quiet?

Liu Lang also nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I also remember that there was a gloomy voice! It seems to be a girl, what is it talking about......

Wu Xuan continued: "She said, 'I'm so scared~ I don't dare to be alone~ let me be with you~', this is the most terrible one!"

Syrup pouted and scolded, "MMP...... Why do you even hear my voice? This room is not very well insulated. ”()

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