The weather in Chengguang City in April is still a little cold, most people are still wearing some heavy clothes, not wearing short sleeves, although the sun is very warm, but it can't stop the cold that is exposed to the air at all times.

Among the cars driving on the road, Shu Xiaoran drove the car, even in this weather, Qin Jian was still wearing relatively thin. After a person is accustomed to the perennial cold, even in the cold night without sunlight, he will feel the warmth around him.

It is said that spring covers autumn frost, which means that in winter, when you know that the snot is flowing out, you change into thick clothes, and in summer, when you are sweating profusely, you change into short sleeves, which is a more traditional saying.

Chu Ming, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was not in the mood to enjoy the surrounding scenery, while looking at some specific information about the Museum of the Dead on the computer, on the other hand, he was still checking the driving route.

As for the Museum of the Dead, although they have heard of it, they have never been to it, and the place where it is located is also relatively remote, no wonder no one dares to go at night, not only because the atmosphere there is more terrifying at night.

Again, this place is far away, and there are no hotels or anything around, and there is no accommodation there at night, so naturally no one will be there at night.

But this should be except for one person, this person is Ling Qi, a person like him who has been managing the museum all along, and he should be the only one who will live in this more terrifying place.

The car was still on the way, and Ling Yu, who was sitting with Qin Jian in the back seat, kept looking at the scenery outside the window, but she didn't seem to be absent-minded, and it didn't look like she was completely enjoying the scenery.

Her eyes looked through the whole glass window, as if she was frozen somewhere outside, but the car was moving, and the position of her eyes still did not move, as if she had lost her mind.

"What are you thinking?"

Qin Jian, who was beside Ling Yu, seemed to have discovered something, although when the two of them were usually together, they were arguing, but at this time, Qin Jian was also more concerned about Ling Yu.

"Huh?"

After hearing Qin Jian calling herself, Ling Yu turned her head to look at Qin Jian beside her, which surprised her a little, Qin Jian, who had always been cold and arrogant, would actually take the initiative to greet herself.

It is said that men will put away their usual bad temper when they are courteous, could it be that Qin Jian is really emotional about himself this time?

"Look at the window all the time, haven't you rested well?"

"It's okay, I've just been thinking about the museum." Ling Yu replied.

"Wouldn't it? Captain Ling, who has never believed in the legend of ghosts and gods, will be frightened by a small museum? Qin Jian was joking with Ling Yu, wanting to ease Ling Yu's mood.

In fact, even if Ling Yu didn't say that Qin Jian knew that the place of the Museum of the Dead was too weird, and they hadn't figured out what the other party's purpose was for the invitation they received this time.

To put it simply, they are now completely passive, led by the nose by this person called Ling Qi.

Probably thinking that Qin Jian was laughing at himself, Ling Yu hurriedly turned his head again and said to Qin Jian:

"What nonsense? With what you know about me, would I be that kind of person? ”

Ling Yu smiled slightly when she spoke, she wanted to completely release her laughter, but it seemed that she was deliberately hiding the happiness in her heart, and she didn't want Qin Jian to see it. She knew what Qin Jian thought about her, but for herself, she had never found an answer.

After she finished answering Qin Jian, she looked out the window again, as if she was avoiding Qin Jian. Of course, this time her eyes still didn't know where to look, just staring out the window vacantly.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep, it's probably a long time before your final destination."

Qin Jian said to Ling Yu, his words seemed to have another meaning.

Ling Yu seemed to hear it, but she didn't say anything, and there was no expression on her face. Shu Xiaoran drove for such a long time, but he felt a little tired. Since last night, I knew that I was going to the Museum of the Dead, and when I was packing my things, I had actually been thinking about what would happen after I got to the museum.

Looking at the content of the letter, several of them should not be able to leave there for a few days. However, the Museum of the Dead did not allow guests to stay at night, and there were a few who wanted to find out what was going on.

But when they went in at night, none of them came out. So I don't know what would happen if I had to spend the night here.

After Qin Jian finished talking to himself, immediately after, he felt that his eyelids were a little heavy, and the upper eyelids seemed to want to skip his mist-like eyelashes, directly covering his two black pupils, and then touching his lower eyelids.

She leaned on the car window, wanting to sleep for a while, but after getting there, she didn't know if she had a chance to sleep, for fear that something embarrassing would happen, she didn't lean directly on the chair in the back seat, afraid that if she made a turn or something, she would directly pounce on Qin Jian's body, and then the embarrassment might not be just herself.

Ling Yu felt more and more sleepy, and she couldn't open her eyes and fell into the most relaxing sleep.

Suddenly there was a bang!

"Bang!"

To be precise, it should be the sound of Xiao Ran's car being scratched, which made Ling Yu, who was about to fall asleep, completely lose his sleepiness all of a sudden.

Ling Yu was so startled that she opened her eyes suddenly, and hurriedly looked around her.

"What's wrong? What's going on? ”

She turned her head and asked Qin Jian beside her, and he saw that Qin Jian was rolling down the window and poking his head out, looking at the car that was leaving quickly in the distance. I also rolled down the window, not far away, a car that was obviously faster than other vehicles, was a red BMW, although his speed was not overspeeding, but compared to other cars that were driving, it was indeed a little faster.

The car gradually faded out of Ling Yu's sight, and the shadow of the car was invisible, Ling Yu stretched his head back behind the car, and at the same time, Qin Jian also stretched his head back to the car. Ling Yu remembered that there was another sound just now.

"What's going on with the sound just now?"

Before Qin Jian could speak, Chu Ming, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, spoke first:

"The red BMW just now may have been driving too fast and slashed our car directly."

"Heh, even the police's car dares to hit it." Ling Yu just smiled at this kind of thing, probably trying to keep herself from being too sensitive and nervous.

Xiao Ran didn't pay attention to the car, and Qin Jian was expressionless. I may have seen too many things and experienced too many things, but I am really used to things like this. We are just around the corner from our final destination.

It's just that Ling Yu wants to sleep and rest, it shouldn't be possible.

The speed of the car became slower and slower, and the sound of gradually stalling reached Ling Yu's keen ears, and finally, Xiao Ran parked his car in an open place. And that's their ultimate destination – the Museum of the Dead!

After the four of them got out of the car, the huge museum was presented in front of them, obviously the sun was still relatively full when they came just now, although the temperature was not high, but after arriving here, not only the temperature, but even the weather here was a little gloomy, as if it was covered by heavy dark clouds in the sky with only a little sunlight.

After that, the four of them looked at the scale of the entire museum, the architectural style of the museum is Gothic, with a natural symmetrical beauty, and the overall color of the walls gives people a dark and heavy feeling, even if you stand here, you can feel a heavy sense of oppression.

This is just the scale of appearance, and for the surrounding environment, there are no bright flowers, and there are no plants and trees, and it feels like it has been barren for a long time. But even if the appearance is so gloomy, there are still many people who are willing to come to this place every year to visit the collection, maybe in the last century, Jin Xi's works are too famous.

However, this was only the appearance, and they did not know what was going on inside, and after that, they walked in the direction of the museum gate. At the same time, they seemed to see something more familiar.

A red BMW was parked not far from the entrance of the museum, and the more Ling Yu looked at the car, the more familiar it became, and then she saw something like a scratch on the side of the car.

Isn't this the same red BMW that just passed by his car on the road? Could it be that the owner of this car was also invited? In the invitation letter, it was said that in addition to inviting the four of them to the event, some other people would be invited this time.

In addition, if such an event were to be held, it would have been affected if it was open for business, so the museum should not have been able to receive visitors during the few days of their arrival.

I should dedicate time to serving those who come to the event this time.

Therefore, the owner of the red car should also have come to participate in the event.

Ling Yu and the others stepped forward and walked towards the door, and then two people got out of the red car.

A man in a gray tweed coat with glasses and hair turned back, and on the other side was a woman in a khaki coat, who looked to be about the same grade as the man next to her.

"Han Mo!"

Ling Yu seemed to be calling the man's name.

And the man also heard as if someone was calling for himself, and then turned his head to look at Ling Yu and the other four people.

"Feathers?"

It seemed that the man's name was Han Mo, and then Han Mo took the hand of the woman next to him and stepped forward, getting closer to Ling Yu and the others.

"Sister Ling Yu, who is?" Shu Xiaoran asked Ling Yu beside her.

Then Ling Yu replied:

"He's also a detective!"