"But what if you can't find a clue?" Jiang Chen didn't think this method was very suitable.

"If you can't find it, follow your own method, six hours, I can't help you else." Guo Rong waved his hand, seeing that the other party was in a hurry, he smiled and said: "Teasing you, we have to send the Buddha to the west, if you can't find a clue, then you can only ask one person by one, there will always be a clue, but the time will be a little insufficient." ”

When Jiang Chen went out, Zhang Zhaocai gave Guo Rong a thumbs up and said in a low voice: "Pot, you can do it, you will soon become a great detective." ”

"Everywhere, everyone lifts up, I'm embarrassed to say that." Guo Rong gave his hand shamelessly, and while accepting and conceding, he was already smiling.

Jokes aside, the two of them will do their best to do things, and when they saw Jiang Chen around the corner, they didn't know for what reason, they fooled the dozen or so people from the old temple to a room on the third floor, and then sneaked up to the fourth floor.

Jiang Chen and his family live in the office of the second R&D department, which has an independent entrance, including three large rooms and two small rooms. The two were afraid that they would cause trouble after a long time, so after entering the office, they let go of their actions instead.

There are three large offices, many computers and discarded, and engineering carpets are also laid on the floor, and many people sleep on the floor. Various backpacks and travel bags are placed everywhere, with quilted coats and ripped down curtains next to them. In the last days when resources are scarce, everyone's most valuable belongings are the bags they carry with them, mainly food, drinking water, medicine, and some other necessities of life.

Zhang Zhao walked to the corner of the room, bit the flashlight in his mouth, opened a long travel satchel, and groped in it with his hands, only a few underwear, half a pack of cigarettes, two packs of three plus two biscuits, and miscellaneous lighters such as half a bottle of gas or something, there was no problem.

Guo Rong also quickly turned over two backpacks, both of which were a small amount of food and a change of underwear, all of which were some daily necessities. The accompanying packages of more than a dozen people, in less than half an hour, went through them, except for a few pieces of men's medicine and a few hard hats in a backpack that were a little unusual, and did not find the so-called murder weapon, bloody clothes and the disgusting loot.

The two looked at each other in disappointment, shrugged their shoulders, and were about to retreat, when something pulled under Zhang Zhao's feet. He looked down and saw a bag strap hanging from his shoe under a blackout curtain that had been used as a quilt.

Zhang Zhao lowered his head and lifted the chest bag, he was looking for it too quickly just now, and he actually missed a bag hidden under the curtain cloth. He didn't think much of it, and opened the zipper of his chest bag, and the contents made his eyes widen and he was amazed.

"My good man, this guy wants to get some gold and jade, so that he can have a good market in the future, right?" Zhang Zhao said with a slight sneer. When I picked up this bag just now, I felt that it was a bit heavy, at least four or five pounds.

The gold rings, necklaces and other things in the bag, a few of them didn't even tear off the price tags, thinking that the owner of the bag took them away when he passed by the gold shop. Zhang Zhao pulled and smiled at Guo Rong who was approaching, the antique gold of the prosperous era, even if these things are not enough to change a small bag of rice now, it can be seen in the eyes, pleasing to the eye, and it can still make people feel excited.

The chest bag is not big, but there are a lot of things, in addition to gold and jade, there are also a lot of diamond rings, Zhang Zhao pulled for a while, and turned out a black plastic bag from the bottom, half a palm is the size, pinching it a bit like a banknote. The plastic bag is tied very strongly, but the two of them did it secretly, and they didn't dare to tear it off directly, and they couldn't pick it out for a long time. Curiosity, Zhang Zhao was a little anxious, and wanted to tear open a hole to take a look, but he didn't expect to use too much force all of a sudden, tearing the plastic bag in half, and something flew out of it and fell to the ground.

The two hurriedly looked for it with flashlights, and Zhang Zhao also whispered to himself and laughed at himself: "I'm not a thief, I want to make something valuable, but I didn't expect it...... , what's this? Liver? ”

He stooped down and picked up something dark brown on the ground, only three fingers wide, and looked closer. Guo Rong over there obviously saw another piece of the same thing, but he didn't pick it up directly, but squatted and took a look, and then spat on the ground: "! Where the fuck is pork liver, it's a dry tongue. ”

Dry tongue, it turns out that the tongue is dried like this. Zhang Zhao only felt creepy, a chill from his head to his feet, he threw the dry tongue in his hand to the ground, his whole body was agitated, and he kept rubbing his pants with the hand that had touched the dry tongue.

In the conference hall on the second floor, there are not many people, but there are also many people. More than a dozen people in the old temple, plus Zhang Zhao, Guo Rong, Li Zijing, Guo Kai, Langchen, Song Huagang, and Xu Haihai. I feel that there are not many people because the conference room is very large, about 200 square meters, and I think there are few people because except for Xu Haihai standing by the door, everyone else is gathered around the corner of the conference table. There were few people on the second floor, but Wang Wu was still allowed to stand in the corridor to prevent others from approaching.

Zhang Zhao looked apprehensive and disgusted, and threw the contents of the contents on the table with a dirty towel that he found out of nowhere, not wanting to look at it squarely.

A few people know about this one, but most of them still don't know why, and they look at each other. Liu Yingwei, who was crying before, even reached out to pinch a piece and asked what it was, driven by curiosity.

The people who knew it were a little surprised, some frowned and disgusted, while Zhang Zhao and Guo Rong were in the same place, secretly spitting at the place. Jiang Chen got up from his chair, a little uneasy, most of those old temple people didn't know the situation, and even glanced back at Jiang Chen who was wandering around behind him.

"Damn, how can you divide so many people with such a little food?" Chen Feng scolded in a low voice, he still thought that these people who had spoken coldly to them before wanted to give them some supplies before leaving.

Guo Rong took out the chest bag from under the coat hanging from his hand and threw it on the conference table. Although it is filled with heart-warming treasures, after all, it has been pretended to be disgusting, and this feeling is greatly reduced. The chest bag slid more than a meter away on the smooth conference table, and the gold and jade inside were scattered out.

Many people were wide-eyed when they saw these golds worth hundreds of thousands in the past, and those jade and gemstones that did not know the value of the geometry, and some people even reached out to get one at first. Obviously, it was only when he saw that the people around him were very calm that he thought that these things were worthless now, so he retracted his hand in embarrassment.

"Who is this chest bag?" Zhang Zhao recovered a little, held his breath, and asked in a cold voice.

The old temple man sitting on the chair looked at each other, but no one admitted it. In fact, there is no need for anyone to admit that people who will collect gold and jade must attach great importance to this chest bag, and there are also ulterior secrets in it, which must be carried with them at ordinary times.

Sure enough, in the end, everyone's eyes were focused on a middle-aged man who was originally sitting next to Jiang Chen. This middle-aged man has a square face, a full beard, and a pair of small eyes with single eyelids, which is a little strange.

Perhaps because everyone's eyes were focused on him, which made him a little overwhelmed, the middle-aged man stood up in an uproar, making Song Huagang behind him nervous. He touched the hem of his pants, smiled at everyone, and said embarrassedly: "The bag is mine, a little hobby, a little hobby, hehe." ”

"Li Yanwei, your heart is so big, a little hobby?" Jiang Chen sneered and pressed his shoulder, Li Yanwei was taller than him, but at this time, Jiang Chen's momentum was like eating people, and then the expression on his face changed, and he almost shouted with all his might: "What kind of fucking hobby are yours?" Murder and pull out the tongue, and collect it with your gold and jade? ”

The last sentence was almost shouted in Li Yanwei's ear, and he was startled, he covered his ears, turned his head, and looked displeased: "What? What fool Bashi, Jiang Chen, what do you mean? Isn't it now that you're on your thighs, you've changed your face to us brothers, right? ”

Before Li Yanwei, who was dissatisfied, could say anything, Jiang Chen had already punched him in the head, and the latter was hit hard, and he suddenly lay on the conference table, unable to make a sound.

"Kill! Person! Pull out! Tongue! Jiang Chen, who was angry, his eyes were red, and he repeated the four words again.

This time, someone understood, Wang Chenyang fell to the ground in fright, his expression was like someone was pinching his neck, his fingers trembling in the air, he really heard what Jiang Chen said, and then thought of a few strange things on the table, people who didn't understand were really stupid. Wang Chenyang took a long time to speak: "You mean, you mean...... He killed Zhu Aihua and pulled out his tongue? ”

"That's right, it's not just Zhu Aihua, but also those unknown people who died in the old temple before." Jiang Chen's emotions were not so excited, he glanced at Li Yanwei hatefully, and said dismally: "Who would have thought that Li Yanwei, who just loves to be greedy and cheap, and loves to play tricks, is actually a perverted murderer." ”

Li Yanwei, who was hit and almost fainted, covered his head, slapped his hand on the table, looked like crazy, pointed at everyone and scolded: "You guys are crazy, aren't you, find a way to exclude me, don't you like me?" You're fucking doing this, are you going to kill me? Frame me! I'll you, I already know that you are not good things, if you have a chance, I will kill you! ”

"Li Yanwei, you don't have to die!" Suddenly, Liu Yingwei, who was separated by a person, jumped up with a cry of wolf and a wolf howl, pounced on Li Yanwei, grabbed his head and tore it.

Li Yanwei, who was caught off guard, was grabbed by Liu Yingwei in the sore spot, and after several consecutive punches to his head, he was bleeding profusely. It turned out that Liu Yingwei had secretly broken the decoration on the ring in his hand before, forming three spikes of one centimeter long. The revenge of losing his mind made this thin man who had never been optimistic about it and was laughed at and ate soft rice, and his whole body burst out with strength like a beast.

It's just that in front of the tall and mighty Li Yanwei, this thin man is really not enough to see. Li Yanwei, who regained his senses, took out one free hand, pinched Liu Yingwei's neck, pinched it desperately, clenched his fist with the other hand, and punched the bridge of the opponent's nose, and instantly Liu Yingwei had a nosebleed and lost his ability to resist.

Li Yanwei, whose face was covered with blood, had never opened a pair of small eyes as big as they were now, he stared at Liu Yingwei deadly, clenched his fist again, and smashed it towards the half-dead thin man.

At this moment, Jiang Chen, who was standing on the side with cold eyes, made a move, he gritted his teeth, waved his right hand, and cut off the hand that was holding Liu Yingwei from his arm.

Blood was like a spring, spraying Liu Yingwei's body, and even a few people next to him were not spared.

Li Yanwei wailed and screamed, like a pig, trying to hold his broken arm, but he couldn't hold it, and he couldn't stop the bleeding.

Wang Chenyang, who never dared to see blood, saw this terrifying scene, screaming worse than Li Yanwei, and finally rolled his eyes and fainted.