Ding Mingyue obviously didn't hear the meaning of my words, put the sun umbrella in her hand on the table, and smiled at me: "Don't you know that you should keep your girlfriend's girlfriend at a distance?" You can't care so much about me, be careful that I go back to blow the wind on my pillow. ”

I didn't know how to communicate with her, because in my mind, she was a dead ghost.

She ordered a noodle order, wiped her mouth with a napkin on the side, and then stretched out her hand to me: "You will pay for this meal." ”

After saying this, she picked up the sun umbrella placed next to her and walked out of the small shop.

I don't know why, I craned my neck to look at her departing back, and when I saw it, I quickly looked down at the soles of her feet.

Because she was walking in the sun with an umbrella, I didn't know if the shadow was her shadow or the shadow of the umbrella.

But it didn't take long for me to find out that I had some frightened birds lately.

Maybe it's because of the things I've been encountering in recent times that I can't do as usual.

After eating and drinking, I called the boss to settle the bill, and I was stopped by the boss before I had gone far.

The boss was holding a photo in his hand, and after catching up with me, he shoved it into my hand: "Young man, your photo is here." If you are young when you go out, you must be careful of what you have, if you fall somewhere else, others may not necessarily return it to you. ”

The boss said as he returned the photo to me, reached out and patted my wallet, and turned to go back.

I can be sure that I don't have any photos on me at all, so this photo can only be Ding Mingyue's.

"I'm going to see what you're doing all day long." I picked it up and put it in my hand, and I saw that it was from yesterday.

I, Wang Song, Mo Feng and the old patrol were confronting the security guards.

Looking at the photo in my hand, I couldn't help but have some doubts.

Could it be that Ding Mingyue was also at the scene yesterday, what did she mean by giving me this photo?

Looking at the photo in my hand, I let out a long sigh.

Anyway, I don't know what Ding Mingyue, the female ghost, is thinking about all day long, as long as I avoid contact with her in the future.

I kept the photos in my pocket and continued to wander around the old town.

The old town is indeed a slum, with all the buildings in the style of the last century, and even a few buildings that have long since collapsed in half.

I hadn't walked a few steps before I saw an old man putting some waste paper on the tricycle with great difficulty.

I hurriedly stepped forward: "Uncle, do you need help?" ”

The old man nodded when he saw me, and then put down the waste paper in his hand: "I didn't expect to be lucky enough to meet a kind person like you today." ”

I helped him put all the waste paper on the tricycle, and when I saw that the old man was really a bit wasted pedaling, I was ready to help someone to the end: "Come on, you do have some difficulties alone." ”

The old man did not object.

I sent him to a remote yard and helped him remove all the scrap from the tricycle: "Uncle, where did you collect so much waste, it will take a lot of time?" ”

The old man hurriedly waved his hand: "Actually, it didn't take too much time, I picked it up in the waste garbage station next to it." But the garbage dump was sealed off today, and I heard that there was a homicide? ”

After listening to the old man's words, I instantly had an idea in my heart.

Since the old man had been picking up things in the garbage dump, it was very likely that he knew the security guard and might be able to get some information from him.

Thinking of this, I pretended not to care and asked: "Uncle, do you recognize a person when you pick up garbage, his face has been completely burned, and he doesn't even have a nose." ”

"Tsk, you're the fourth person to ask me that today, and I don't know the person you're talking about, and I haven't seen him at the garbage station." The old man shook his head helplessly.

Seeing that I couldn't get any news from the old man, I had no choice but to give up.

I helped the old man pile up all his waste, but when I turned to leave, he stopped me: "Why did you young man throw things away, next time you must put things in your pocket." ”

The old man had a picture in his hand, and when he handed it to me, he accidentally glanced at it and frowned. 61

Seeing the old man like this, I asked, "Uncle, is there anything wrong with this photo?" ”

Then he held up the picture in his hand, looked into the sunlight several times, and finally said to me in a very positive tone: "There is a man up there, and I often see him living in a warehouse." ”

has been living in the warehouse, then this person is not a security guard.

"Uncle, who has been sitting in the warehouse, can you point it out to me?"

If the old man pointed out the security guard, then it would be possible to prove that the security guard was near the warehouse all along, then I would have a good chance of finding his traces and asking what was the truth about the fire at 94 in the old town?

I watched the old man's fingers slowly sweep over the security guard, and I couldn't help but be surprised.

If it weren't for the security guards who lived in the warehouse, then whose bodies should be placed in the warehouse?

I didn't dare to breathe, and kept staring at the old man's fingers.

I don't know who he's pointing at, but I don't want it to be Wang Song and Mo Feng, after all, the two of them are my friends.

If this matter really has something to do with them, I don't know how to deal with them.

Soon the old man's finger stopped, and pointed to a person above and said: "This person lives in the warehouse, and several times I passed by the door of the warehouse, I saw him carrying wooden boxes in the warehouse. ”

The person the old man pointed at happened to be the old patrolman.

I was shocked again: "Uncle, you can't joke with me about this matter, are you sure that this person has been living in the warehouse?" ”

The old man stared at me very dissatisfied: "Although I am old, but not to the point of being dizzy with old eyes, this man lives in the warehouse, and I often see him walking around the warehouse. ”

The old man didn't have a reason to deceive me, they could only prove that the old patrol had nothing to do with the things in the warehouse.

When I realized this, I felt chills all over my body.

Even if I happened to be standing in the sun, I didn't feel any warmth.

I really didn't expect the patrol to be such a person, and it seems that it was probably the person who locked us in the warehouse that night.

He was worried that his plan would be exposed, so he locked us in the warehouse, but he was a little worried about Wang Song's social connections, so he reluctantly let us out.

He has been acting with us since then, and wants to push everything on the security guards.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized that this was the case.

When the old man saw me standing there, he looked at the photo in his hand and then looked at me: "Is the person in this photo the murderer?" ”

I nodded and shook my head, but still took the picture from the old man's hand: "Thank you." ”

After saying this, I walked straight back.

Before I returned to the company, I couldn't wait to take out my mobile phone and call: "Wang Song, do you know who locked us in the warehouse yesterday?" ”

"It's not the old immortal or anyone, I've already called my brother looking for him, and when I find him, I'll definitely clean him up."

"The person who locked us in the warehouse last night wasn't a security guard, but an old patrolman, and I suspect that the corpses in the entire warehouse have nothing to do with him."

There was a sudden tinkling sound on the other side of the phone, and then I heard Wang Song's angry voice.

"I didn't expect it to be him, I knew that he was not righteous at all, and I didn't expect that he would want to do something to me, and he would never let him go in this matter."

"Liang Fan, from now on, you must not interfere in this matter, I must personally clean up this ungrateful guy and let him know that I am not so easy to mess with."

Wang Song was obviously very excited, and quickly hung up the phone after saying this.

But before he hung up, I heard a voice from his side, "Hurry up and copy the guy for me".

When I hung up, I breathed a sigh of relief, still feeling my heart beat a little faster.

"What the hell is going on every day?"

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