Han Xin continued to lurk in the dark, and then, the room where the group was talking suddenly heard the sound of fighting, and then, their lights were all extinguished, Han Xin rushed over and knocked on the door, but no one responded.

"Strange, what the hell are they doing? What happened again? ”

Han Xin came to the corridor puzzled, and what shocked him was that there was actually a man lying in the corridor, who had been shot a few times, and he was obviously out of breath.

He hurriedly returned to the old couple's room and knocked on the door again, but no one answered, and the same was true of Mo Xian'er's room.

At this time, he was about to go to the back garden to have a look, and when he passed the hallway again, he found that the body was missing again.

Han Xin was surprised and immediately walked to the back garden of the prince's mansion, and happened to see a figure digging in the garden.

He took a closer look, and soon remembered that this person was the same strong man who had buried the body with him last time.

Han thought for a moment, and he came to the strong man who was working, and the strong man was digging a pit, ready to bury the body that was lying in the corridor just now.

Han Xin looked at it for a moment and said, "Need help?" ”

The strong man glanced at Han Xin: "Okay." With that, he put down his shovel.

Han Xin helped the strong man carry the body to the pit, and then began to fill in the soil, like last time, they leveled the loose soil, and also made camouflage, everything was done seamlessly.

After finishing the work, a little tired, Han Xin took out a cigarette from his pocket and gave it to the strong man: "Tired, do you want to go have a cup of coffee together?" ”

The strong man nodded and followed Han Xin to the living room.

"My name is Zhou Xing, may I ask your surname?"

"Surname Ho." The strong man said lightly.

Han Xin nodded and asked the strong man to sit down: "Master He, you sit for a while, I'll make coffee." ”

Han Xin came to the kitchen, quickly made two cups of coffee, and drank with the strong man.

While drinking coffee, Han Xin grasped the scale and chatted with the strong man, and soon understood his identity.

The facts surprised Han Xin a little.

It turned out that this person was He Jiu, and that night he promised the neighbors to enter the prince's mansion, he saw a zombie with a disheveled head, and was scared half to death, and was later sent to the basement for treatment, and finally came back to life.

At first, he thought that these strange strangers were turned into unjustly killed ghosts, which made him tremble.

Later he learned that these were not ghosts at all, but living people.

These people didn't know for what purpose and what kind of organization, they treated He Jiu with both soft and hard, and put a knife across his neck to torture him, He Jiu finally gave in, and was secretly accepted into the organization by them.

It's just that since then, He Jiu has been silent, as if he has changed into a different person.

At this time, Han wanted to go to the toilet, so he sued him for missing his company, but when he came back, He Jiu actually disappeared.

"Where did He Jiu go? However, from what he said, I can deduce a fact, what kind of haunted incident in this prince's mansion is basically used by these underground party organizations to scare people, the purpose is to hide them here as a cover. ”

Han Xin quickly figured out this section, and at this time, Mo Xian'er suddenly walked in.

Mo Xian'er looked at Han Xin with some doubts in her eyes, as if she didn't understand why Han Xin appeared here.

Han Xin explained: "After you left, two men suddenly broke in, they knocked me unconscious, and then tied me up in a small room, and then I broke free and finally escaped. ”

"You can do it, they almost killed you!" Mo Xian'er said.

Han Xin palpitated and said, "Yes, fortunately, you are back." ”

"I'm glad for you, you escaped." Han Xin's coffee hadn't been drunk yet, so Mo Xian'er took a sip.

"Yes, maybe I'm going to die!"

"By the way, did you help Lao He bury that unlucky guy?" Mo Xian'er asked.

"Buried. Have you been here? Han Xin asked rhetorically.

Mo Xian'er nodded and said, "I've been here, he'll come again, he wants to bring things." ”

"What's that?"

"You're getting to the bottom of it again, if you do this again, my aunt should doubt you again." Mo Xian'er pursed her mouth.

Han Xin said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I made another stinky problem." ”

"You!"

"Oh! By the way, which room does Lao He live in? How I haven't seen him, and every time I'm done with my work, he's gone. Han Xin asked casually.

Mo Xian'er glanced at Han Xin mysteriously and said, "He doesn't live here. ”

"Didn't live here? So where does he live? ”

"He's a resident in a nearby alley, and we asked him to come over and help when something happened, and we paid him." Mo Xian'er replied.

Of course Han Xin wouldn't believe this kind of nonsense, if it was a nearby resident, it would be strange that Mo Xian'er would trust him, but Han Xin still pretended to be: "I see, I said that I always can't see him, and I thought he lived here!" ”

The two chatted for a while, and Mo Xian'er felt tired and needed to rest, so she returned to her room to sleep.

It was a sunny afternoon, and Mo Xian'er accompanied her aunt to the hospital again, leaving Han Xin alone in the Prince's Mansion.

Han Xin remembered the story told to him by the old man he met when he first came to the Prince's Mansion, and there was a man named He Jiu in the story.

He then left the Prince's Palace, and after a few turns in the alley, he saw a group of children playing on the ground in front of the gate of a courtyard house.

So he stepped forward and asked, "Children, do you have a master here who is about 30 years old and surnamed He?" As he spoke, Han Xin also depicted it according to Master He's appearance.

A group of children's eyes instantly widened and looked at Han Xin incredulously, and one of the children replied, "You can't be talking about He Jiu who pulls the cart!" ”

Han Xin asked, "Can you tell me where he lives?" ”

Another child said, "He's dead!" ”

Han Xin was secretly surprised in his heart, knowing that he had seen He Jiu last night, but he was silent on the surface, and wondered, "How long has he been dead?" ”

"It's been almost half a year since he's dead!"

Han Xin's heart trembled, "Sure enough, Mo Xian'er lied to me again!" ”

Han Xin asked again, "Little friend, can you take me to his house to have a look?" ”

The children agreed with a smile, and Han Xin followed them to He Jiu's residence, where Han Xin stayed at the door for a while and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and it was He Jiu's father-in-law, Mr. Qian, who opened the door.

"Who are you looking for?" Mr. Qian asked.

"I'm looking for He Jiu, is he there?" Han Xin asked.

The old man was a little angry and said: "Oh, you look for him, he has never come back since he went to the prince's mansion, some people say that he was captured by the ghost who died unjustly, but I don't believe it, I am his father-in-law, please come in and sit!" ”

(To be continued)