Zhang Guangsheng explained very seriously, so serious that he looked at Ning Qing and the others with desperate eyes, expecting to gain their trust.

Lin Yu squatted next to Wang Guangsheng's corpse, his fingers gently tugging at its lower eyelids, and exhaled softly at the lifeless face: "You... What do you think? ”

It's like asking for answers to the dead, and it's like asking other people who are still alive.

Zhang Zhengguo and Zhang Mei shook their heads slightly.

Ning Qing didn't react at all, he was thinking about some very messy questions.

Since Zhang Zhengguo heard that he was a murderer, the reaction he showed was extremely inconsistent with Ning Qing's cognition.

afraid

Unbelievable

Wait a minute...

When I saw the corpse, I began to be afraid and lose my soul.

This is not the demeanor of a murderer.

But under the super typhoon, it was difficult for Ning Qing to believe that there was a second stranger on the island.

In terms of time, Ning Qing and these people have no time and opportunity to do their hands at all.

Unless, before leaving the minibus to the convergence of the two parties, Zhang Zhengguo, Lin Yu and Feng Hou and others jointly cooperated, and then returned to the road to pretend to rest.

But the odds were slim and out of his mind.

And Zhang Guangsheng, who suddenly appeared, just met all the conditions for committing a crime.

In addition to the fact that the motive for the crime is not clear.

can be from the moment Ning Qing met Zhang Guangsheng at the gate, and the feeling that the other party brought him was that he was greedy for money, a villain was ambitious, and his weak psychological endurance.

It is true that Zhang Zhengguo has a problem, and it is still debatable whether he is a murderer.

At this moment, Ning Qing had doubts about his judgment.

Is it Zhang Zhengguo's wonderful and clumsy performance, or is the murderer someone else?

He rubbed his temples with a headache and said, "Let's go back to the lobby and discuss it first." ”

"Okay, you guys go first, I'll take a picture, it's a good material." Lin Yu picked up the camera hanging on his chest and slapped at the corpse.

Ning Qing had already planned to leave, but after hearing this, the hairs on his body stood up in an instant.

He seemed to be focusing all his attention on Zhang Guangsheng, thinking about whether the other party was a murderer, so he ignored some very terrible actions.

These people who are still in the firewood room are not only Zhang Guangsheng has a problem, but even Lin Yu's behavior is also very abnormal.

When analyzing the cause of death, he is the first to say, and when he touches the corpse, he is not taboo at all, as if there is no psychological disorder.

Too calm, bordering on indifference, even habitual.

is more like a qualified murderer than Zhang Guangsheng.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Lin Yu originally held a camera to take pictures, not only why did he start to shoot the camera.

"Broken?" Zhang Zhengguo asked.

"I don't know, I went back to look at the photo, and the image was completely black."

"Bad luck! No matter, go back to the lobby first. Lin Yu had to give up after fiddling for a while.

......

...

Lobby, in front of the campfire.

Everyone surrounded Zhang Zhengguo.

"Tell me, why did you kill Master Wang? What is your enmity with you? ”

"I don't know him... I really don't know him! ”

"If you don't know him, then you still killed him?"

"I didn't, I didn't kill it, I haven't seen anyone in the days I've been back on the island..."

"Don't be kidding, if you hadn't killed him, how could Master Wang's body appear in the firewood room, but you were the only one in this mansion at that time."

"No wonder he panicked when he saw us at the time, saying that he was going to leave the island, it turned out that he was a thief."

"I..."

"I see! You killed it... And then you want to blame me..."

"So you're the murderer!!"

"When Master Wang left, we all stayed together, and there was no time to commit the crime at all, so it would be boring for the thief to shout to catch the thief, you might as well explain it honestly."

Lin Yu tinkered with the camera, didn't raise his head, and his tone was a little impatient: "If you want me to say, what are you still ink with him, the facts are unknown, and he killed the person!" ”

"Confess... How to explain... I didn't kill people..."Zhang Guangsheng's eyes were empty, "I just wanted to come back and steal something, why did I kill someone..."

"Stealing?" Ning Qing caught a very unusual word and couldn't help but ask.

"Yes... Stealing... yes, I just wanted to steal something, I didn't kill him...! Zhang Guangsheng seemed to have grasped something, and his eyes began to glow.

"Stealing something?"

"Antiques, some valuable antiques... In my bag, it proves that I didn't kill anyone..."

Zhang Zhengguo turned his head and instructed Feng Hou: "Go, bring the duffel bag he carried at the beginning." ”

The bag is made of canvas material, which had been drenched in torrential rain and was still dripping water on the ground.

As soon as the zipper was pulled to the end, the dirty and wet rags were suddenly revealed in the luggage.

Zhang Zhengguo glanced at Zhang Guangsheng, who hurriedly explained: "Inside, wrapped in rags..."

Rags mixed with rain and dust are turned over, and bottles and cans of porcelain come into view.

One

Two

Three...

There were four pieces of porcelain, plus rags for wrapping, just enough to fill the bag.

"Antiques? That's it? Ning Qing picked up one and put it in his hand to play with it back and forth, looking noncommittal.

To be honest, he doesn't know much about antiques, so he doesn't see the value.

"Tap, tap, this antique is very valuable."

Zhang Guangsheng saw that Ning Qing didn't have anything important at hand, so he didn't even dare to increase the tone of the reminder, with a hint of distress, and completely forgot his current situation.

"Do you have a knack for antiques? How do you know that these porcelains are antiques? ”

"I... I don't know, but they all say it's a valuable antique. ”

"Who are 'they'?"

"People from the village."

"People from the village? Is there anyone else in the village now? ”

"No... No, I've heard them say it before. ”

"How long was it before?"

"About fourteen or fifteen years ago... Or sixteen or seventeen years ago... Wrong... It seems like it's been another eighteen or nineteen years..."

"How many years is it?"

"I... I don't remember, but I know that it was very young, when the people in the village had not yet left, and they often gathered at the mouth of the well to chatter during the slack time. ”

"There was a big thing that happened in the village back then, and the whole village knew about it."

"What happened back then?"

Zhang Guangsheng swallowed his saliva, then looked at the closed doors and windows everywhere, and then said cautiously in a suppressed voice: "Homicide!" ”

", what does this murder have to do with antiques?"

"You don't know, the murder happened in this house, this is a murder house!" Zhang Guangsheng swallowed his saliva and subconsciously shrunk his neck.

"You mean you stole these things from this house?"

"But you still haven't made it clear, how do you know that there are valuable antiques in this house."

"The ancestor of the original house was a fisherman, and I don't know when I fished out some treasures from the sea, and after selling one, I directly built this small three-story building."

"At that time, this incident caused a sensation, and everyone knew that their family had made it."

"People in small places have never seen the world, and in this acre and three points of land on the island, no one in the neighborhood can see that others are better off than themselves, and there are many people who are red-eyed."

"But what's the use of jealousy, it's fate! If your life is not good, you can't even catch a fish when you go to the sea, and others will catch treasures when they go out into the sea. ”