Unable to hear whether this was praise or ridicule, Hua Qingyi stroked his lips with his fingers. "Isn't that a bit too much for the dead?" In this regard, Hua Qingyi is very taboo, it doesn't matter how people say when they are alive, but when they die, they talk nonsense behind their backs, which is a lack of yin virtue.

"It's not that I'm going to say bad things about dead people, Xiaomei, this kid is unreliable, what kind of goods is our Ah San, will you like him? I don't believe it, I must have happened to entangle him. Speaking of which, I heard Director Zhao's dislike for Xiaomei, a woman, and the disgust from the bottom of my heart.

"It's not that Xiaomei is just a young lady sitting on the stage, she is very clean and self-loving."

"Cut, that's just a disguise, where will she get so much money if she doesn't sell herself?"

"Huh?" Hua Qingyi suddenly made a puzzled voice.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing?" It seems that Director Zhao's attitude towards Xiaomei is a little different, he remembers that day very vaguely said that Xiaomei is the salesperson of the bottom channel, why did he pretend to know nothing today?

"There's a brick kiln factory in front of you." The police car stopped in an open field, and Director Zhao took a searchlight from the car and gave it to Hua Qingyi, and took a picture of the black building in front of him.

The public searchlight is much stronger than the civilian one, and can shoot several meters away, and when the beam hits a black wall in front of it, the faint beam disturbs a worm.

Hua Qingyi cautiously approached the nearest building, and the searchlight shone around, but he didn't find anything special. Another light source shone behind him, and the strong light hit his face, and he instinctively blocked it with his hand.

"Excuse me!" Director Zhao ran over, wanting to get close to Hua Qingyi. The latter took a step back and kept his distance.

"Why did you come along?"

"I mean to tell you that this house has been empty and locked, and no one has ever entered it."

"Oh!" Hua Qingyi hit the door with a lamp, and several thick chains wrapped the doorknob several times. "Are you sure no one has ever entered here?"

"Yes!" Director Zhao nodded affirmatively.

"Hmm!" Hua Qingyi turned off the searchlight, and he walked quickly around the house that no one had entered. There are fingerprints on the chains and there is not one, although they have been processed. However, it seems to have forgotten that there should be a thick layer of ash on the chain that has been useless for many years, and the paint on the doorknob has rubbed rust.

"You said that Team Wu is here to re-investigate the scene of Ah San's body, and you will take me there now." After waiting for a long time, Hua Qingyi didn't hear Director Zhao's reaction, so he turned around. I saw him standing motionless alone in the doorway, his hand carrying the searchlight seemed to be trembling, shaking the old parts and making a frame sound.

Something is wrong! Hua Qingyi sounded the alarm bell in his heart, he snapped and turned off the searchlight in his hand, and slowly approached Director Zhao against the wall. The crouched body on the ground leaned forward. At the foot of the wall, he stood down, and he heard Director Zhao muttering something alone, and then the air was filled with the smell of urine.

"!" Hua Qingyi covered his nose with his arm, which one is this old guy singing? I'm scared. I wanted to go up and give him a kick, but suddenly I saw him throw down the searchlight in his hand and run. He also shouted that there were ghosts while running. This made Hua Qingyi, who was about to jump out, stunned, and he was made to feel furious by Director Zhao.

He is not afraid of fierce enemies. But this is the first time I've dealt with a supernatural person, so I guess there's something in this house, thinking about it, he's even lower. But will the ghost open the door and get in and out on its own? So he stood in front of the door, and through the searchlight that had fallen to the ground, he stared at the lock on the doorknob. …,

Person! This word was reflected in Hua Qingyi's mind, the chain that was still wrapped around the doorknob just now fell off half a circle, and the two combined doors had now revealed a gap five fingers wide. There is a sudden change in a place where no one has ever been in or out, no wonder Director Zhao is frightened and incontinent, just this kind, what else does he want to do.

If you are human, you have a way to deal with it! His hands touched the chains, and then he retracted. Hua Qingyi stood in place and turned his head, the place where he was standing now was the place where Director Zhao was standing just now, how did the chain let go of a buckle by itself? Did someone pull the door open from the inside, causing the chain to drop half a circle?

Hua Qingyi took a few steps back, staring at the building from a distance, in the darkness he did have a feeling as if he was going to devour someone, if there was someone inside, how did they lock the door from the outside? Facing the building in front of him, Hua Qingyi lit a cigarette. In the darkness, the red dot flickered and disappeared.

"Hua Shao, there are very evil sects here, why don't we go back first and come back tomorrow?" Director Zhao, who knew that he was out of shape, stood far away and shouted at Hua Qingyi.

"It's six o'clock in two hours, and it's too much of a toss." Hua Qingyi didn't plan to leave just like that, he stared at the building in front of him and thought about all possibilities.

"So, then I'll go back and change my clothes first and then come and pick you up?"

"Hmm!"

Director Zhao didn't expect Hua Qingyi to agree so quickly, so he got in the car and drove all the way back, leaving Hua Qingyi alone. "There is no one in the middle!"

Did Director Zhao panic when he saw the chains fall or did he panic because the door was opened? He wanted to understand this, the first person to stand in front of the door was himself, there was no movement between the chain and the door at that time, Hua Qingyi recalled the plot at that time.

Because Director Zhao's lamp hit him in the face, he didn't continue to pay attention to the chains and turned his head, and then surrounded the building, and Director Zhao was the one who followed him. Why is it that only he sees it, but he is so close but not?

Could it be that the people inside want to scare Director Zhao away? For such a cognition, he couldn't help but get close to the building, the sky had begun to glow white, the building in the light didn't look so terrifying, and now there was no need to look at the surrounding environment with a searchlight, Hua Qingyi walked halfway and couldn't help stopping.

Next to the locked building is a low bungalow, which looks like a staff dormitory, and next to this low bungalow it looks like a latrine. This is only found in the backwoods, where the most primitive waste materials are used for farming.

Hua Qingyi temporarily gave up looking at the building in front of him further, and instead walked in the direction of the thatched toilet that he was curious about. Look at the architectural style here does not look like a very outdated era of construction, the construction of the toilet must have its own intentions, greedy for cheap is not the main factor, to build this pit price is not cheap.

After walking a few steps, he felt a cool breeze blowing, and the damp breath rushed towards him, and there was no smell in the air. He turned an angle and came to the end of this empty land, there was a stream, about three meters wide, the water was clear, from his side could not see the ground, it should be living water, otherwise the water here would have been dirty after years of accumulation.

Hua Qingyi glanced at the bottom of the water, there were still some fish wandering, and along the shore, he came to the latrine. There was only one pothole, on which was a wooden chair and two poles propped up on the back. There was no trace of being used, and this was what made him most uncomfortable when he could see the whole situation clearly. There is no trace of the entire brick kiln factory being used, so what is this builder building this place for? …,

Fingers brushed over the wooden chair, covered with a thick layer of dust, and it was an ornament. Hua Qingyi walked back to Aiping to put the money in a circle, there were many crockpots in the corner, the door was not locked, and he pushed the door in.

The first room was nothing special like a kitchen and dining room, with two long tables and chairs, no chopsticks, no pots and pans. Hua Qingyi turned on the faucet, thinking that there would be no water flowing out, but after the water pipe made a popping sound, a stream of yellow liquid flowed out of the faucet, and the water that flowed out to the maximum was still yellow. It has not been used for many years, and the inside of the pipe has rusted.

The sky was already bright and thorough, although it was still hazy, but because of the humidity in the air near the lake, Hua Qingyi's nose was not so uncomfortable with the allergy in the early morning.

The water lines that connect the low bungalows are strange, so why bother to go far? Along the direction of the pipe, its source came from the locked building, and directly in front of the tiled house was the river, which could be used after treatment, Hua Qingyi looked at the building from afar, and more and more doubts appeared in his mind, he believed that Xiao Rin should have noticed these as well.

It's really not suitable for detection at night, where will Xiao Rin go in seven or eight hours? He searched around but didn't find the code left by Xiao Rin, which made him more and more uneasy, could there really be a ghost?

Hua Qingyi stood between the tiled house and the building, a cigarette in his fingers. It was a good day, the sun was rising over the horizon, and the crockpot placed on the edge of the wall was humming with flies, and he walked over and picked up a crockpot. Finding that there was a sticky sticky feeling around the edges, he raised his hand to see that it was a black and red sticky, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and a foul smell entered his nose.

Hua Qingyi, who felt that something was wrong, kicked the clay pot away, the clay pot shattered to the ground, and the things placed in the clay pot fell to the ground.

Finger! Hair! Bone! Eyeball! What other spare parts? Hua Qingyi ran to the side and vomited, not to say how miserable this deceased was, but to say that this was disgusting enough.

"Who? Who's where! Suddenly there was a voice behind him, and Hua Qingyi rolled over and hid to the side. Pull out the gun from your waist, who will appear in this place at this time? Murderer?