I fixed my eyes and saw six pairs of shoes neatly arranged in the doorway, originally another seven, but I took my own. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

And on the six pairs of shoes at the door, three pairs of men's. Three pairs of women's. As long as the men's shoes were covered with mud, I squatted in the doorway, and when I looked closely, only the fat man's shoes were on them. Silt is the most.

The fat man muttered just now: Another plate of braised pork. It seems to be talking in a dream, but is he doing it on purpose? It shows that he sleeps very soundly, and he is still dreaming of eating braised pork?

My eyes locked on the fat man, and I immediately entered the stilted building with Su Zhen.

When I lay down, I didn't sleep, but squinted. Look around cautiously.

Uncle in a suit, fat man. Second master, I think the target must be among the three of them, I dare not say 100%, at least 90%.

Perhaps there will also be women wearing men's shoes. But Ge Yu can't be fake, right? I doubt anyone would doubt her. Not to mention Su Zhen, she is with me. Then apart from these two people, only the policewoman remains.

In other words, the four of them are the ones who are suspected.

However, when all the questions seemed to be finalized by the suspect, I suddenly remembered that there was a person in the team who was fake, and the news was brought by the fat man. Moreover, before this, we didn't know this fat man at all, he was really not real. Fake or not, does it have anything to do with us?

The uncle in the suit, the second master, the policewoman, just the three of them! At the door of the stilted building, there was so much sludge on the fat man's shoes, it must have been done by that person on purpose, and he smeared some mud on the fat man's shoes, just to blame him. But that person didn't know, it was the fat man who told me in advance that there was a dummy in the team!

The problem is getting more and more complicated, I didn't think that things would develop again and again beyond my imagination, I touched the bone in my pocket, and thought that after leaving here, I must find the most advanced hospital to help me investigate the DNA in it and see if it is the same as mine.

The next morning, everyone woke up, and when I had breakfast, I still sat at the door with the second master, no one spoke, just stuffy food.

After eating, the second master habitually took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. I also pulled out a cigarette and lit it. They sat quietly with each other, and when they were halfway through their cigarettes, I whispered: Second master, I remember that your surname is also Liu. Chi Yiji died.

The second master nodded naturally and sighed.

I asked again: Second master, what is your name?

The second master was stunned this time, and said with a smile: Why are you interested in my name?

I also smiled and said: Nothing else, it's just that I've known the second master for so long, and I don't even know what the second master's name is, so I don't think it's good.

"Hahaha, that's right." The second master smiled heartily, then reached into his arms and took out an ID card, which is the latest version of the current ID card, and I stared at the second master's ID card.

Liu Shuyuan.

After taking a look, I was a little disappointed, and when I handed my ID card to the second master, I said with a smile: The second master's name is good.

The second master smiled and said: Whether it's good or not, whether it's bad or not, it's all given by the elders in the family, so be so.

The second master's ID card must be true, this can't be wrong, because we used to go out together, sometimes take the high-speed rail to buy a ticket or something, or go to a hotel somewhere, we need to show our ID card, and the ID card must be swiped on the machine, there is magnetism on it, so you can know the information of the owner of the ID card with a brush, so the second master's ID card can't be fake, but I haven't paid attention to his name before.

Since it can't be faked, then the second master is not my own grandfather, I dare not guarantee that it is not 100%, but there is a high probability that it is not, although the name can be changed, but I think the second master will not change his name in order to deliberately hide me, right? If it's really the two of them, there's no need to hide it, right?

After breakfast, the six of them packed up and continued to move forward according to the instructions behind the note from Kong Ming yesterday, while I stayed in the stilted building by myself.

I have all the gear and a lot of food in my own package, enough for me to stay here for a week without any problems.

Staying alone in the stilted building, I feel a little lonely, and I can't play with my mobile phone, and there is no signal. I sat in front of the bamboo staircase at the entrance of the second floor of the stilted building, smoking quietly.

Time passed quickly, I didn't sleep well last night, and today it was still drizzling, and I lay on the floor and fell asleep in a hazy way.

I was woken up hungry, and when I woke up, it was already evening, and I found that it was dark very early, probably overcast.

I turned on a night light and placed it on a table in the middle of the room to light up the whole room, and I was cooking in a pressure cooker when I heard a burst of footsteps outside. I was overjoyed and thought they were all back.

I quickly stretched out my head to look, only to find that there was nothing outside.

But the footsteps just now are real, and they definitely exist!

"Did I hear it wrong?" I scratched my head, didn't think much about it, and stretched out my chopsticks to stir the macaroni in the pot, when I first started eating macaroni, I thought it was delicious, very flavorful, and I ate it for several days, and I really felt that the taste was very bad.

I was stirring the noodles in the small pot when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside, and I looked up again and found that there was still nothing outside.

This time, I extinguished the alcohol, got up and walked outside the house, looked around the stilted building, and found a series of footprints outside the stilted building!

That's right, footprints, not shoe prints!

I thought to myself, is this barefoot? I didn't care about it at the moment, so I went back to the stilted building, and as soon as I entered the house, I didn't have time to sit down, and I was surprised: what's going on!

My little pressure cooker, it's just gone!

My eyes widened, and I felt like I was dreaming, my little pressure cooker was still cooking noodles just now, why was this blink of an eye gone?

Could it be that he was eaten by a ghost?

What the hell has such a good appetite? Even a pressure cooker? I quickly rummaged through the house, but no matter how much I searched, I couldn't find any clues, and the pressure cooker seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on my body, and I felt a chill down my spine. This feeling is really subtle, if a group of us were here, then maybe I wouldn't be so scared, but at this moment when night falls, I am the only one who stays in this stilted building, and it is nonsense to say that I am not afraid.

I took a closer look at the stilted building, there were no footprints, no shoe prints, but! There was a detail that I saw.

Around the pressure cooker, there are a lot of water droplets, and there is also a pinch of gray hair.

I looked up at the top of the pressure cooker, and we had built some plantain leaves on the stilted building, covering the raindrops tightly, so it was impossible for the raindrops to leak out, right?

I picked up a handful of gray hairs on the ground and sniffed it carefully, I didn't have the extraordinary skills of the uncle in the suit, and I couldn't smell what kind of animal it was.

As I was squinting and thinking, I suddenly heard a squeak from the roof, I was startled, and chased after me with a long knife, and several gray-haired apes were holding my pressure cooker, turning their heads and running.

"Okay, you little monkey, it turns out that you stole my face!" One of these monkeys must have dragged the other backwards, then hung down and carried the pressure cooker. And the footsteps outside the stilted building must have been deliberately made by them, and their purpose was to turn the tiger away from the mountain.

This raccoon is so clever that I chased after it with a long knife. The group of little apes climbed on the branches, and it was like a relay race, each of them serving the pressure cooker for a while, because the pressure cooker has a handle, and after the lid is closed, the noodle soup will not spill out, and it will not burn to the hands.

They fled fast, and so did I, and in a short time I followed them all the way to a cave.

Strictly speaking, this is not a cave, it is a high and uplifted mound, and the hole dug out of it, I carried a long knife, turned on the small flashlight and chased it in.

A group of gray-haired monkeys are squeaking around a dying white-haired old ape, and a little ape actually picks up noodles with chopsticks and blows twice on the side of his mouth to feed the dying old ape.

The old ape didn't eat, its dry but deep eyes kept staring at me, and after a while, it brushed aside the little ape beside him, waved his hand weakly at me, and motioned me to go over...