"Don't go... Don't leave... They're going to kill me..."

“... And then... Next one is... You... Haha"

Feng Hou's eyes were covered with a layer of gray and whispered in despair.

But Ning Qing couldn't hear all this, maybe he heard it, and he wouldn't choose to resist everyone's pressure to save them.

Not making a choice is the best option, and at the same time it is a tacit acquiescence.

Restricting the most suspicious person is the most rational approach at the moment, but this does not mean that Ning Qing has given up on them.

Letting Feng Hou and his wife not leave his sight is his countermeasure.

Zhang Jiaming's solitary detention and murder is already a lesson from the past, and Ning Qing cannot repeat the mistakes of the past.

As long as everyone stays together, it is difficult for the murderer to have a chance to do it again, which can ensure the safety of Feng Hou and his wife to a certain extent.

......

"Stay obedient, don't be too troubled!" Lin Yu escorted Feng Hou to the lobby and violently pushed the latter to the ground.

Zhang Zhengguo frowned, a little unaccustomed to Lin Yu's approach, and said: "It's still uncertain whether they are the real murderers, why treat them like this." ”

"Don't be pretty, I know..."

"People are blinded by wealth, they are ...... Play hard. ”

Feng Hou's eyes were empty, as if he had accepted his fate, but his tone of voice was extremely serious.

"No one wants to kill you, stay in peace, there are so many people, the murderer can't kill you." Zhang Zhengguo shook his head slowly, "Restricting you is just for the sake of ensuring our own safety. ”

......

"Uncle, can I sit with you?" Chu Xiaohe walked up to Ning Qing and asked.

The corners of Ning Qing's mouth moved slightly: "No." ”

Then he sat down against the wall and looked at the people in the lobby with cold eyes.

Now his trust in everyone has dropped to the freezing point, and Chu Xiaohe is no exception.

He suspects that there may be two groups of murderers on the desert island.

The first group killed Wang Guangsheng.

The second group killed Zhang Jiaming.

It's okay if the murderer who killed Zhang Jiaming was Feng Hou and his wife, if not... Then gotta hehe.

Chu Xiaohe, Zhang Zhengguo, Zhang Mei, Lin Yu...

Is it possible to set up a bureau for Feng Hou and his wife to drill into it.

Ning Qing suddenly flashed this thought in his mind, and frowned, feeling that this possibility was quite high.

The four of them teamed up to set up a bureau to kill Zhang Jiaming, and then blamed Feng Hou and his wife, and then used the power of everyone to limit the latter's mobility.

But Ning Qing thought about it, and felt that it was wrong.

If it is really a four-person partnership, there is no need to be so troublesome at all, just kill Feng Hou and his wife, and then clean up Ning Qing and it will be over.

According to this reasoning, then the possibility of a gang committing a crime can be temporarily ruled out.

Which of the remaining people would be the murderer?

....

"Crunch—"

"Crunch—"

"Bang!"

"Woo~Woo~"

The deadbolt snapped with a creak, the two doors were blown open, and the wind mixed with rain whistled into every corner of the lobby.

Not good!

Bad thoughts flashed through everyone's minds.

"Damn, let's go up and put the door against it!" Jang Zhengguo is once again incarnated as a roaring tyrant.

There was no need to remind him, Ning Qing had already rushed to the gate first, but the action of resisting the door panel was stunned halfway.

Not only him, but the rest of the people were the same, looking at the courtyard outside the house in amazement.

What is that...?

A child dressed in a 90's style of clothes, with his back to everyone, stands in a muddy courtyard in a daze, facing the storm.

The strange thing is that no matter how big the typhoon is, the child's thin body still stands still.

Lightning was thunderbolting, and the night sky was black and white.

Time seems like seconds, and it feels like centuries have passed.

Ning Qing's clothes were wet with the rain pouring in, and he didn't notice it.

The child slowly turned around and faced the crowd.

At this time, they realized that the other party had been covering their eyes with both hands.

There are words in the mouth, like counting, and like counting seconds.

Suddenly, the child lowered his palm and looked directly at the people in the room.

Ning Qing's heart suddenly slammed and missed a beat.

What kind of face is this......

Indescribable!

The silhouette that has not yet grown, hidden in the shadow of lightning.

Dark, creepy.

Through the thick rain curtain, Ning Qing couldn't see his face clearly.

can only vaguely sense that the corners of the other party's mouth are opening and closing at this time.

What is he saying?

Ning Qing had a strong intuition that the child in the courtyard must be talking, but he couldn't hear the content clearly.

The rain kept falling, and the sound was drowned out in the wind and rain.

He could only try to restore the meaning expressed from the other party's vague mouth shape.

'I've found you, it's my turn'

A trace of understanding passed from Ning Qing's heart, and he was suddenly startled.

When he came back to his senses, the child had disappeared, as if it had never appeared, like a hallucination.

"Quick, find something to put the door on!" Zhang Zhengguo came back to his senses and hurriedly commanded everyone to help.

Ning Qing stood motionless, letting Zhang Zhengguo and the others scramble.

The door was closed and the deadbolt replaced.

"You should have seen it all, right?"

Ning Qing's expression was gloomy, and the worldview that had taken more than twenty years to build was overthrown and broken overnight.

It's a strange question, strange enough to silence the crowd.

Silence is the default.

They don't answer because they don't want to believe.

"Ahh

Chu Xiaohe's screams rang out, pulling everyone back to reality from their thoughts.

As soon as the unknown existence outside the house disappeared, screams came from inside the house, and this series of events couldn't help but make everyone's hearts tremble.

An ominous premonition permeated my mind.

What happened?

Looking back, I saw two lifeless corpses.

The luster in the eyes of Feng Hou and his wife was lost, and they spread on the ground with fear.

Two daggers were inserted into the waists of the two men.

A hint of unkindness flashed in Ning Qing's eyes.

Dead again!

Or killed right under his nose.

If he had been a little soft-hearted at that time, he would not have let Zhang Zhengguo restrict the action of Feng Hou and his wife....

Will...

Could it be that the two of them won't die!

Regret and remorse are constantly intertwined in Ning Qing's heart.

The dangerous light in his eyes grew stronger.

Feng Hou and his wife were killed, proving that they were not the real murderers of Zhang Jiaming.

The cost of using death to clear one's suspicion is really big.

Who will be the murderer?

Chu Xiaohe!

Ning Qing squinted at Chu Xiaohe from the corner of her eyes.

In her statement, she said that she heard the voices of Feng Hou and his wife.

Since Feng Hou and his wife are not the real murderers, how could Chu Xiaohe hear it, it is obvious that they are fabricating the facts.

But what if it wasn't for her...

The eye looked through the re-closed gate, behind which was a muddy courtyard.

An unidentified child had just appeared there.

To be precise, it is Zhang Jiaming's small hair, the owner of the house, who died in the burglary case twenty years ago!

Chu Xiaohe and Zhang Guangsheng, who is the murderer?

For Ning Qing, this is another multiple-choice question that is difficult to judge.

Anyone looks like it, and no one looks like it.

True and false, false and true, a trick!