By this time, the sunlight had all been restored, and the entire room on the second floor was bright.

"Is that you? I came up. The antique connoisseur ran up panting. Those brothers were burned to death! ”

"We must get out of this house as soon as possible!" Zhang Guozi said what he thought.

The antique connoisseur and the driver nodded in agreement, and the three of them carried the brother with two broken fingers down the stairwell, and when they reached the negative floor, the original machine gunner and the body of the Wuhan soldier who had been shot by the driver were all gone. The gun that had been lifted against the firewall had been bent, leaving a gap that could only be crawled through by a person.

"Oops, we have to climb over quickly, our current numbers can't lift the firewall." The driver shouted.

Zhang Guozi and the antique connoisseur climbed out one after another, and the antique connoisseur said to the soldiers, "I'll go first, and then you follow me." ”

"Brother, I'm seriously injured, can you let me go first." The man said with tears in his voice.

The driver nodded, "Okay! ”

The soldier was about to crawl on the ground when the driver took out his pistol and shot the man in the head. "I'm sorry, brother!" The driver kicked the soldier away and climbed out on his own. No sooner had his foot left the lower edge of the firewall when the firewall flattened the gun and collapsed completely.

"Why are there gunshots?" The antiques connoisseur asked the driver.

The driver said unhurriedly, "A man rushed out and shot at us, and he killed that brother." ”

Zhang Guozi looked at the driver's pistol muzzle still smoking, and he smiled without saying a word.

The three of them walked to the side courtyard and prepared to walk around the front yard, and the body on the ground of the side courtyard was gone. Zhang Guozi looked at the blood stains on the ground and asked, "Why did they take away all the corpses?" ”

The driver shook his head, "Don't worry about this, it's important to save your life, by the way, did you just find something on the second floor?" The driver asked the antique connoisseur.

The antique connoisseur looked at Zhang Guozi and calculated in his heart that what he saw just now must not be revealed to him, this person is too cunning and is likely to do bad things. He shook his head, "It's okay, the second floor is calm!" ”

"Then why did you stay on the second floor for so long?" Zhang Guozi saw the strangeness of the antique connoisseur.

"I'm afraid of the dark!" Antiques connoisseurs had no choice but to make up such a speechless reason.

When the three of them reached the main entrance, the antique connoisseur deliberately looked at the brick wall where the words had just been written. There were originally fifteen bloody handprints on it, but now all fifteen bloody handprints are gone.

"I'm afraid there are really ghosts in this house!" The driver sighed.

"If all fifteen bloody handprints are gone, they have captured us all. But the three of us are still alive! The antiques connoisseur said.

"I think so too!" Zhang Guozi echoed, "Why don't they come out and fight us?" I guess it's almost enough to kill you with their skills, and it should be easy to kill you two. ”

"No matter how much it is, let's get in the car first! Right now, I think I should contact Director Liang and ask him to help us go to the Major General together. This group of people can't fight with a few of us! ”

There were three cars when I came, and now I can only leave with one. The driver started the car, he twisted his neck, "Sit down, I'll drive faster, I don't want to stay in this ghost place for a second!" As he spoke, the car almost ejected.

The antiques connoisseur leaned against the window, contemplating what he had just seen on the second floor. Who the hell is that Adjutant Wang? Where is that secret warehouse? Where is the jade seal now? How to get the key to the safe of Wanqi Bank, only when these problems are all solved, can the 30 million taels of silver be rediscovered.

The car drove out for more than 500 meters, and the speed was very fast. The driver suddenly saw a large truck in the middle of the road a hundred meters away. He hurriedly slammed on the brakes. But the brakes became very light, and when you stepped on it, the car didn't react at all. The driver looked through the rearview mirror and pulled two black marks behind the butt of the car on the road just past, extending infinitely. "Oops, the brakes were broken."

At this time, it is too late to downshift, and the driver can only keep pulling the handbrake and putting it back down, and even then it is too late. The car crashed straight into the big truck, and the three people were covered in blood and fainted in the car. Several men in black got out of the van and pulled them out of the van and threw them into the van one by one.

It is easy for the living to be killed, but it is impossible for the dead to be resurrected. The next morning, there was mourning in the Liang Mansion. In the first few days, they announced the death of Liang's wife, and social elites from all walks of life in Hankou went to Liang's house to mourn, of course, most of the reason was because Hankou was under martial law, and everyone wanted to come to explore the style of Director Liang, who was actually controlled by Hankou.

The room of the eldest lady on the second floor has been sealed. The mourning hall is located on the first floor, and the posthumous photo of the eldest lady was specially sketched by an old painter by Director Liang according to the photo of the eldest lady during her lifetime. The old painter wanted to paint the corpse, but Director Liang refused on the grounds that he did not want to desecrate the soul of the deceased. After all, the cause of death of the eldest lady he announced to the public was malignant typhoid fever. There was no coffin in the mourning hall, and the body of the eldest lady had been cremated the first day. There is no doubt about this, because malignant typhoid fever is contagious, and the early disposal of the corpse does not have much risk when everyone mourns.

Zhang Jincang walked into the house with a cane and the support of his entourage, and he held Director Liang's hand tightly to express his concern. The last time Wu Jingya assassinated the police, I asked Director Liang to help handle it. At that time, Zhang Jincang's explanation was that the murderer of his wife broke into his home and committed the murder, and several policemen pursued the fugitive and disappeared from sight. Of course, such an excuse full of loopholes certainly couldn't convince Director Liang, and Zhang Jincang prepared a generous gift to smooth out this matter.

He held Director Liang's hand and said with tears in his eyes, "Brother Liang, not long ago, my wife passed away tragically, how can Brother Liang's family also suffer this misfortune, painful, sad!" ”

Zhang Jincang didn't know the truth of the matter, so he revealed his true feelings and sincerely comforted Director Liang. But Director Liang's expression was not so courteous, he held Zhang Jincang's hand, "Condolences change, condolences change!" ”

Zhang Jincang was a little confused, how did Director Liang's expression feel, it was not that he was condoling him, but that he was condoling himself. Feeling that his daughter-in-law died, he was not sad at all. He turned his head to look at the second wife sitting on the sofa, the woman didn't even wear a white cloth on her head, the most annoying thing was that the eldest lady died, she didn't choose a plain dress, but wore a dark purple cheongsam, and wore gold jewelry on her neck, which was really unusual. Combined with Director Liang's performance just now, Zhang Jincang smiled secretly in his heart, it seems that it is another conspiracy of a harem battle.