The corner of the recreation room has revealed the unpainted walls inside, which are not wooden structures, but are made of cement bricks.

For a card villa, the bottom floor must bear all the weight above, so it is normal for the walls on the first floor to be a brick structure.

The gray cement on the wall was uneven, raising small tips one after another, and the tiny hand brushed the surface of the wall as if it had rubbed a layer of coarse sandpaper, and she stopped what she was doing and looked up.

There was a small crack in the top of the wall, and she moved the stool over to try the width of the crack when she wanted to stand on it, but then she realized that the stool she had moved from another room was not stable at all.

No matter how you put it, it was like a lame leg, shaky, and I couldn't try it well after many small attempts, so I moved the stool away, and the ground was flat.

Mei Xiaoxiao moved the speaker rack over again, and the speaker stand is also four legs, but it is flat and stable here, and there is no problem at all.

She changed her chair again, but it was still unstable, and this strange phenomenon attracted several people around her, but none of them knew why.

Mei Xiaoxiao asked Yu Cha: "Do you know why the floor here is like this?" ”

Yu Cha thought for a while and said, "Could it be because the floor is tilted?" ”

"I don't think so," Tang Meiya interjected on the side: "If the floor is tilted, then it shouldn't be stable without a speaker stand, why is it only a chair like this?" ”

The answer of the two people was equivalent to no answer, and Xiao Xiao pulled down his body and approached the floor to observe, the ground was flat and neat, and there was not even a small pit.

This time, the policewoman really didn't understand, she leaned the moved chair against the wall, tried and tried, every time as long as the chair was lame, but there was no problem with the furniture in this room.

Gradually, her attention shifted from the floor to the walls, and it was only then that she noticed that the structure of the back of the chair seemed to be able to jam the raised tips on the walls.

"This ...... Yes! So that's it, as long as you don't lean your chair against the wall. "It's small, show it to the others.

It turned out that the lame leg of the chair was not due to the floor, but when it was leaning against the wall, the raised tip on it stuck the back of the chair, but it was not the kind that was stuck tightly, and it could shake up and down slightly.

As a result, the chair itself tilts, which leads to unstable positioning. As for the speaker stand, its structure is relatively simple, and it is impossible to get stuck in subtle places at all, so it can be stabilized.

"I don't understand," said Jokley, "this house is full of strange things, what is the use of them painting the concrete walls like this?" ”

At the last question, Qiao Keli raised his voice slightly, waking up Yaya who was dozing off beside him.

Yaya said in a daze: "What's so strange about this? When we first arrived, weren't there still a lot of small houses in the living room? ”

The speaker had no intention, but Tang Meiya, who was sitting next to Yaya, said: "Officer Mei, those small houses should also be regarded as soft decoration, right?" In other words, the living room and this recreation room have been renovated more than the other rooms, could it be that there are some secrets hidden in those small houses? ”

"That's impossible, they're just planks stuck in the walls, and even if they were all removed, they wouldn't affect anything, I think it should be a special fetish of the owner of the house." Yu Qia seemed to be in much better spirits, and he rushed to answer for Xiaoxiao.

Tang Meiya glanced at him and said, "This house is so weird, you can't easily draw conclusions about every inch now, I think it's better to investigate." Besides, if the owner really has a special fetish, then why hasn't he decorated the other rooms like this? He could have inlaid wall cabinets, bookshelves, etc., into the walls to make the shape of a small house. ”

Tang Meiya's words had some truth, and Yu Qia had to close her mouth, but the old man's eyes were firmly fixed on the policewoman who was thinking, expecting the policewoman's answer.