Chapter 778: Where can a big living person hide?

Xu was too loud of his movement, and the house on the other side of the corridor suddenly opened the door with a "click", revealing a small gap, and an old man's head carefully poked out of the gap.

The old man was so frightened by the trouble-seeking battle that he almost fainted on the spot, and immediately shrank his head and closed the door.

Zhou Qi was about to continue filming, but the old man probably couldn't fight the pass in his heart, so he pushed the door open again, sticking his head out like a turtle.

He said timidly and quietly: "Don't knock, that house was rented by a strange person for a long time a few years ago, but no one has been in or out for two or three years, it seems that it is rented and no one lives in it, I don't know what I'm doing."

Zhou Qi walked over to him, the old man was stunned, and quickly retracted his head, but unfortunately he reacted slowly, and at the moment when the door was about to be closed, he was tightly pulled by Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi showed him a kind smile as much as possible, but he didn't know that in the eyes of the old man, if a bad person deliberately smiled at you, he must have a plan and would be unfavorable to you.

The old man's face turned white suddenly, and he hurriedly said, "I'm so far away from their house, and it is impossible for anyone's house to leak water."

Zhou Qi pulled the door, put one hand on the door, against the door, and took out the document with the other hand to show him: "I don't ask you about the water leak?"

However, the old man was highly short-sighted, and his face was almost on the document, and he didn't see it clearly, so he squinted hard: "Then what are you going to do?" What is this? โ€

"Police." Zhou Qi took back his documents and stuffed them back into his pocket: "I know something from you, this family has never appeared once?"

The old man kept his eyes squinting and tried to think about it before carefully replying, "No."

"And when was the last time you saw him or knew him?" Zhou Qi asked.

The old man ran like a computer with an aging CPU and a full load, and ran it with difficulty: "Two years, or three years ago, I heard that their family seemed to be arguing, yes, I'm not sure." Anyway, the sound is quite loud, oh, I remember smashing things, I remember smashing things quite clearly, you say quarrel, quarrel, take things out of anger, it's all money, and I don't feel distressed. โ€

The old man opened the conversation and sighed regretfully.

Zhou Qi thought about Lu Changrong when he disappeared, and then asked, "Do you remember what month it was?"

"Wellโ€”" the old man thought, his cloudy eyes passing over the man in front of him, staring at the doorway across the hallway that surrounded the crowd of people.

There were no sounds for a few seconds, as if even the picture was frozen, and he said slowly:

"I don't know. I'm old, I'm old, my memory is not good, and besides, who will pay attention to this, if you have to say the time - I remember it would be like, it was quite hot, my wife's birthday was August, it should be about October. โ€

Zhou Qi frowned after hearing this, judging from the time and events, he said that it should be the day Lu Changrong disappeared.

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." The old man waved his hand and closed the door.

Several people saw him walking back, and each looked at him with expectant eyes.

Zhou Qi's gaze fell on the heavy door: "According to the old man's meaning, Lu Changrong."

After his disappearance, Lu Changku never came here in the open. โ€

When Jiang Futing heard this, he looked at Lu Changku, who was beside him.

I saw that Lu Changkuhui was wrong, and eagerly took the initiative to float in and did a commotion against the sky.

It opened the door!

The moment the "click" sounded, the door automatically pushed a small centimeter outward, stingily revealing a narrow gap.

A few criminal policemen outside thought that the people inside suddenly moved, and they all exploded in an instant.

Everyone tensed their faces as they rushed to the killing scene, quickly pulled out their pistols pinned to the waistband of their trousers, and stared at the crack in the door with eagle-like eyes.

The atmosphere that was slightly relaxed a second ago suddenly became tense!

Jiang Futing and Bai Tang, who knew the truth, were embarrassed for a moment, and quietly moved themselves to the side.

The quiet state was stalemate for about half a minute, and there was no figure in it for half a day, and there was no mouse-like sneaky movement.

Zhou Qi was highly concentrated, afraid that the suspect cat would be in which corner, and when they were taken by surprise, he would attack him unprepared.

He made a gesture, clenched the snatch in his hand, and the whole person pulled into a longbow ready to attack, carefully kicked open the door with his foot, and crept in.

The criminal police officer in the back held his breath and kept order and followed.

As for the two who had no weapons and guns, they fell in the end, so as not to make themselves look too strange, they followed in with the same solemn faces.

Jiang Futing's gaze quickly swept over the depressed room, and by the way, he didn't forget to glare at Lu Changku.

Several criminal policemen walked around vigilantly in the living room, making sure that there was nothing abnormal, and made a safe gesture to each other.

Seeing this, Zhou Qi raised his free hand again, and his movements were so careful that he was afraid that even the air would be alarmed.

Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, his hand waved vigorously.

I only heard the rapid movement of footsteps, and the numb friction sound on the ground, and the next second the sound of breaking the door came and went! A group of criminal police officers rushed straight to all rooms like hungry wolves about to bite their prey!

"Brother Zhou, there is no one in the master bedroom!"

"No one in the second bedroom!"

"There's no one in the kitchen!" "There is no study either!"

Several people returned to the living room with guns in hand, each looking at each other with strange eyes.

Zhou Qifang was finally pressed back by the tense atmosphere, and pouted from his back again: "Then who else could open the door just now?" You can't really see the hell in the daytime, right? โ€

When he had said this, he smacked again, and a chill ran down his spine again, as if something had crawled behind him.

The panic in his expression flashed, and he glanced at Jiang Futing again.

The rest of the people were even more silent, inadvertently stepping on small broken steps to shorten the distance between several people.

Lu Changku, who had no eyesight, didn't know what he saw, so he suddenly began to be disobedient and floated to the room on the other side of the corner of the living room.

In the atmosphere that was already on the verge of erupting, a cold wind suddenly swished for no reason.

The wind coincidentally floated behind Zhou Qi, which made his whole person excited.

He rushed to the fear that surged up in his heart, and drank it with full of energy, shaking away the cowardice in his heart

Meaning: "Cabinets, beds, corners!" Search everything you need to search! Such a big person, can you lose it in the blink of an eye? โ€

After hearing this, a group of people immediately divided their own areas and got busy without leaving a moment.

Zhou Qi and the others dispersed, so they naturally moved closer to Jiang Futing, and asked, "You guys will say in the bureau, you just want to come here to take a look, do you have any goals?" โ€

Jiang Futing looked up at Lu Changku, who was standing at the door of the bedroom and had not yet entered the room, and said lightly: "Yes." โ€

As he spoke, he walked to the master bedroom, followed by Bai Tang and Zhou Qi.

Lu Changku leaned on the edge of the door frame, his eyes stayed on the criminal policeman who was busy collecting evidence for the second time.

An indescribable remembrance passed and extinguished in his eyes like a meteor.

A few years ago, he was still a living person, and this place was the place where they had lived for sixteen years and where their lives really began to set sail.

They have the qualifications to have expectations and dreams for the future, and they have the qualifications to run forward without hesitation.

Without endless abuse, your own life can be completely in the palm of your own hand and let yourself be in charge.

The three years he lived here were probably the best days since he lived.

He and his younger brother depended on each other, studying hard during the day and working part-time at night.

Xu is life in the first sixteen years of life is really not as good as a pig and a dog, just such a difficult day makes him feel cherished, I am afraid that one day I will suddenly wake up from the abyss again, and find that all this is just a big dream.

As a result, they are working harder and harder, and every day is fulfilling and meaningful.

It's a pity that God gave him a sweet dream, but he was reluctant to give a few more years, and when he was finally admitted to the top universities in China, he was ruthlessly woken up one day.

And it was his younger brother who crushed his big dream with his own hands.

How complex and unpredictable human nature really is - he didn't know anything about it then, and he still doesn't know much about it now.

The eyes of remembrance are like boarding a boat that can go back to the past and the present, swaying and sailing in the time.

Lu Changku's eyes were staring at the criminal police in the room who were looking for clues, and Jiang Futing and Bai Tang paid attention to Lu Changku's strange appearance together.

Zhou Qi observed the two of them silently on the side, stood for a while, and slowly spoke: "What's in here?" โ€

At this time, as if in response to his answer, Lu Changku's sudden movement and slowly floated in.

When leading to the bay window, the criminal police who passed by the case noticed what the man had found in the cabinet, and he was suddenly stunned.

Zhou Qi also noticed the strangeness of his teammates, and no longer focused on these two people, he walked over directly and asked, "What did you find?" โ€

"Lu Changku's previous diary." The criminal policeman looked at it very attentively, and he didn't raise his head and went straight back.

I saw Lu Changku, who was on the side, nodded his head, and asked Jiang Futing to be sure that this was the real Lu Changku's writing, not the person who grabbed the body.

He didn't rush to rush forward to see it, because Bai Tang didn't know anything anymore

Silently sticking behind them, he picked a gap and burrowed his head into it.

The two didn't even notice that there was someone between them.

Until Bai Tang sacrificed his magical reading habits, he really subconsciously read softly: "He has been a little strange recently, he always looks at me unconsciously for a long time, and he can see me ......"

Before the first line could be finished, the two men standing next to him bounced away from their place as if they had seen a ghost, and looked at him with suspicious eyes.

Can't this man walk a little bit?

Bai Tang put up an innocent and innocent smile, and said facelessly: "Look at what I'm doing, I know I'm handsome, but it's more important to look at clues at this time."

The remaining three: "......"

Lu Changku, taking advantage of their very short rest time, under Bai Tang's gaze, bravely floated to the side of the criminal policeman, and then squatted down to look at the diary in his hand.

He cautiously poked out his fingers, as if he was teasing a small pet, afraid that the scene he had accidentally frightened people because he was too excited would reappear.

Even the ghost qi that curls out from his fingertips is cautious.

As everyone knows, the paper without wind at this moment looks more scary, and it is not as refreshing and neat as the gust of wind just now.

Zhou Qi and the little detective's attention was completely attracted by the diary in his hand that was slowly flipping on its own.

The bodies of the two men were frozen there as if they had been filled with a thick layer of ice, and they did not dare to move.

Bai Tang had already been helplessly propped up his forehead by Lu Changku's honest and active behavior.

(End of chapter)