"I retract what I just said, I am not surprised that someone as scheming as you would be imprisoned by them?"

"Or else? The stage has been set up, how can they continue to perform if I don't leave? ”

"So, it's still your calculation?"

"Wow! Uncle, you're too smart. ”

...

The voices in the room fell silent again, as if neither of them had the intention of communicating.

Time flows in a quiet atmosphere.

Outside the room, there were exclamations, panicked flashlight beams, and chaotic footsteps.

Ning Qing listened to it in her ears and saw it in her eyes, but as a result, she lacked even a trace of emotional fluctuations, and it seemed that she was not surprised.

In fact, he also guessed a few points about the next plot.

It's nothing more than that the people outside died one by one at the hands of Zhang Guangsheng, or the people in the room died at the hands of Zhang Guangsheng, but I don't know what means Chu Xiaohe will use to get out this time.

But it doesn't matter, this is just a small episode in countless 19ths, it can't change any course, it should be a realistic play.

Time seemed meaningless at this moment, and I don't know how long it had been, and the world outside the door began to gradually become calm, even deadly.

He thought about it, a new round of hide-and-seek should have begun.

Everyone outside the room is dead, so it's the two of them in the room now.

"Are you afraid?" He asked softly.

"Don't be afraid."

"Why?"

"As long as you are dead, uncle, I can leave with peace of mind."

"Your hatred for me seems deep and unfounded, and I don't remember offending you before that."

Ning Qing was very puzzled, to be precise, he had doubts a long time ago.

In every script on the 19th, you can more or less feel that Chu Xiaohe has some kind of obsession with killing him, but he has never had a chance to figure out the answer.

"It seems that you don't remember, uncle!"

"Perhaps, I obviously have hyperamnesia, but sometimes I always forget some things inexplicably."

"Uncle, your memory is really bad."

"Well, sometimes you will find that there will be some extra expenses in the bank card that you don't know, and you can't remember what you bought."

"Are you scared, uncle?"

"Don't be afraid."

"Why?"

"I guess I know that I can't escape death, but have you figured out how to get out of the danger you are in?"

"Not yet, but it's okay to have an uncle to accompany you to the funeral."

“...”

"Uncle, do you believe me when I say that my neck is being choked now?"

"I... Letter. ”

"Can I ask a question?"

"You say."

"Am I beautiful?"

"Hmm... It's beautiful. ”

"But uncle, you said that my makeup is not as good as her turning into ashes."

"She?"

"Hmm... Ahem! ”

“......”

"Ahem! So what if I use her gray makeup? Ahem! Uncle, do you think it's good-looking? Ahem! ～”

As these words fell, no sound sounded, and Chu Xiaohe couldn't get Ning Qing's answer.

She?

Ning Qing chewed on the word silently, looking up to the sky and sighing in the dark, things seemed to be getting more and more complicated and bloody.

But he really didn't know who 'she' was.

Looking at Chu Xiaohe's position through the darkness, he knew very well that the other party had become a corpse at this moment.

"It seems like I'm a cat this round."

The rope slipped quietly from his body, and he stood up and moved his muscles a few times.

In fact, he had already untied the knot before Chu Xiaohe came in.

It is not because there is anything planned, on the contrary, there is no action because there is no plan.

I didn't think about what to do, so I just stayed quietly.

But now he knew.

It's a trick.

A group of murderers, a hide-and-seek, a bloody plot that seems to be born of love and hate.

If he continued day after day, he felt that he might not be long before he had a nervous breakdown.

Something had to be done.

'Caught Zhang Guangsheng? ’

After thinking about it, he denied that in the past 19th, he had taken action for this many times, but all of them failed.

Zhang Guangsheng is an existence that cannot be caught.

Walking in the dark house, looking at the corpses of Lin Yu and others, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have neglected something.

He remembered that Chu Xiaohe said that the immature Zhang Guangsheng was a layer of skin shed by the master's personality.

In Zhang Jiaming's description, the immature Zhang Guangsheng existed twenty years ago, and the two also played hide and seek together.

Is it understandable that the immature Zhang Guangsheng is a layer of skin shed by the master Zhang Guangsheng when he left the village with his relatives 20 years ago.

Twenty years have passed, is it possible that the master Zhang Guangsheng is still alive, at least before everyone steps into the abandoned mansion.

After thinking about it carefully, he felt that this possibility was very high, and even suspected that the master Zhang Guangsheng was one of his own group.

Twenty years have passed, and the young child who used to be ruined has grown up!

Who could he be?

......

Ning Qing stood quietly in the firewood room, staring at Wang Guangsheng's corpse with faint eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, a long sigh rose from his chest.

WANG Guangsheng,

Zhang Guangsheng!

What a similar name, how he didn't think of it at first.

Wang Guangsheng was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old from the looks of his face, and according to Zhang Jiaming's description, Zhang Guangsheng was about six or seven years old 20 years ago.

The similarity of names alone can be explained by coincidence, and it can be inferred from age that there is almost no difference.

Moreover, if these two points do not explain the problem, then he has a more important basis for judgment.

This is Zhangjia Village, and it can be seen from the ancestral hall of the Zhang family in the village that this is a village that exists with clan relations, and there are almost no people with foreign surnames.

It was just Wang Guangsheng who said that he was a local islander, and this abandoned house was his ancestral home.

Claiming to be from Zhangjia Village without the surname Zhang is undoubtedly contradictory between the two.

Combining the above three points, Ning Qing concluded that Wang Guangsheng was Zhang Guangsheng, and the other party began to change his name and surname after following his relatives out of the village.

As the judgment was established, he also fell into deeper doubts.

What really happened to the burglary back then!

Is it just that Zhang Guangsheng's parents died with the thief?

The more he pondered it, the more he felt that this matter was full of strangeness.

Molting is not born for no reason, it is the dark side of the personality and has some kind of obsession.

Twenty years later, there must be some unknown past in that old case.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why Zhang Guangsheng completely cut off his dark side when he left the village, and even did not hesitate to change his name and surname.

It shows that there are memories in the case that he does not want to touch.

However, the master Zhang Guangsheng is dead, dying on the night of the 18th, and Ning Qing can only live forever in the 19th, and there is no way to return to when Zhang Guangsheng was still alive, so there is no way to know the facts.

Now we can only scrutinize the details through known clues and slowly restore the truth of 20 years ago.