"Can you trust him?" Lin Xingchen couldn't make a judgment, so he had to leave the decision to Yue Ming.

In fact, Lin Xingchen overestimated Yue Ming, Yue Ming has never been the one who can make decisions immediately, hesitation and indecision are the character that Yue Ming should have.

Especially now, Yue Ming is in a daze, and if he follows Old Man Hu into the house, he may be in danger, after all, there are five people in the "Grim Reaper", and there is only one person in their hands now, maybe the other four people are ambushed in the house, but it is not a way to follow Old Man Hu into the house and stand at the door all the time.

Old man Hu suddenly sneered and said, "Have your guts been eaten by dogs?" I'm all grasshoppers in your hands now, and I'll die if I pinch them, so can you still be afraid of me? ”

Lin Xingchen could see that Yue Ming had a difficult choice, so she could only make a decision herself, so she decided: "Let's go, Xiao Yue, let's go in and have a look, since we are here, we can't be afraid." ”

There is no way, even if there is danger inside, they must bite the bullet, otherwise the point of their coming here will be lost.

Lin Xingchen pushed Old Man Hu and said, "Go in, 'Death', I want to see what tricks you play?" ”

"'Death'?" Old man Hu said with a blank face, "I don't know who you're calling?" ”

"Until now, you are still pretending, you are really good at acting." Lin Xingchen sneered, and then escorted Old Man Hu into the house.

Old Man Hu's home is very simple, the decoration style is the white walls and oil floors that can be seen everywhere in the 80s, and the house is full of furniture that is suitable and not extravagant.

But these are not the focus of Yue Ming and Lin Xingchen's attention, what they are concerned about is that there is no danger in the house, which is completely unexpected by them, which also reminds Yue Ming that when he entered the door, Old Man Hu was a little at a loss about the title of "Death", as if he was not "Death".

In order to clear his doubts, Yue Ming decided to try again, and he shouted to Old Man Hu: "'Death'." ”

Old man Hu was still at a loss, and he wondered, "Are you sure you're calling me?" ”

Yue Ming glanced at Lin Xingchen before he said to Old Man Hu: "I didn't call you, am I calling this female police officer?" ”

Old man Hu suddenly grinned, he laughed and said: "When I was young, I was called Xiao Hu, when I was older, I was called Brother Hu again, and now that I am old, everyone calls me Old Man Hu again, I have gone through countless springs and autumns in this life, and it is the first time someone called me 'Death', I really don't know, what do you call me 'Death'." ”

The people who were confused at this time were replaced by Lin Xingchen and Yue Ming, the "Grim Reaper" they had worked so hard to find, wasn't it the "Grim Reaper"?

Yue Ming was surprised: "You're not a 'Grim Reaper'? Then why did you pick up the 'Death Express'? ”

Old man Hu said: "'Death Express'? That's what you call that bunch of things, and when you called me 'Grim Reaper,' I wondered if you were in the wrong place, but now it seems that you're not wrong. ”

Yue Ming said: "So, do you admit to taking the 'Death Express'? Then why don't you admit that you are the 'Grim Reaper'? ”

Old man Hu shook his head and said: "I don't know that pile of things is called 'Death Express', and I don't know who you are talking about 'Death', but that pile of things is indeed taken by me, and I am also very confused, I have been waiting for someone to explain to me, see you say some things I don't understand, I guess you must also know those things I am puzzled about." ”

Yue Ming has always believed that whoever takes away the "Death Express" should naturally be the "Grim Reaper", and this reasoning is reasonable, if Old Man Hu is not the "Grim Reaper", unless he takes away the "Death Express", but how is this possible, what they saw from the surveillance, from the time the "Death Express" was sent to the mailbox to the time Old Man Hu picked up the "Death Express", no one touched the mailbox in between, there is no doubt that the "Grim Reaper" is Old Man Hu.

Wei Renwu always told Yue Ming that he must trust his intuition and judgment, and unless there is enough evidence to overturn the judgment, he should not be easily shaken.

Yue Ming sneered and said, "Since you don't call those piles of things 'Death Express', then I'm curious, what would you call them?" ”

Old man Hu said: "It sounds like you don't know what that pile of things is? ”

Yue Ming said: "Of course I know, it was my thing before. ”

Old man Hu sighed lightly and said, "Young man, you are really a strange person, you can collect this thing. ”

Yue Ming and Lin Xingchen became more and more confused, as if the two of them were not talking about the same thing, and the conversation seemed to be unable to continue.

Lin Xingchen, who pointed a pistol at Old Man Hu, said at this time: "Is the thing still with you?" ”

Old man Hu nodded and said: "It's still there, every time someone sends it, I collect things, just wait for someone to come and tell me what the hell is going on, it's been seven years, and finally someone comes, but the person who comes seems to want to kill me." ”

Lin Xingchen asked again: "Since the things are here, where are you hiding?" ”

Old man Hu glanced at a closed guest room and said, "It's all there, and I haven't thrown away any of the things I have collected over the years." ”

Yue Ming and Lin Xingchen are strange again, who will throw away so much money? Even if it's a dime, I'm afraid no one will be willing to throw it away.

Lin Xingchen motioned to Yue Ming to open the door and take a look, but Yue Ming felt that since Old Man Hu was the "Grim Reaper", he would definitely not let Yue Ming and Lin Xingchen go so smoothly, since there was no ambush in the living room, maybe the closed guest room was the real ambush.

Lin Xingchen saw Yue Ming stunned like a wooden chicken, standing motionless in place, so he urged: "Xiao Yue, don't hesitate, go and have a look." ”

Yue Ming immediately woke up, it was still the same sentence, since he came, he must not return empty-handed, even if there is danger, he must find out the truth, but if there is danger, he must go on his own, and he can't let Lin Xingchen rush to the front, otherwise he will go to the underworld, Wei Renwu will definitely not forgive himself.

Yue Ming swallowed his saliva and slowly walked to the door of the guest room, he slowly twisted the lock of the door and rushed in like a beast.

To Yue Ming's surprise again, there was still no danger in the guest room, and it seemed that he was too careful.

But this is not the most surprising thing for Yue Ming, what surprised Yue Ming the most was the things in the house.

Yue Ming exclaimed to Lin Xingchen in the living room, "Captain Lin, you'd better come and take a look." ”

From where Lin Xingchen was standing, she couldn't see anything in the house, and she didn't understand why Yue Ming was so panicked.

Only when Lin Xingchen also took a look at the things in the house could she fully understand.

Lin Xingchen pushed Old Man Hu and walked into the guest room, but the scene on the spot really shocked her.

Lin Xingchen pointed to something that shocked her and Yue Ming, and asked Old Man Hu, "This is the pile of things you hid?" What about money? ”

Old man Hu was also confused, he replied: "It's all here, if the dead man's money is also money, these are money." ”

There are no other superfluous things in the house, in this room, there is only a dense pile of dark coins, yes, those dark coins burned for the dead, the so-called yuan, not a single one can be seen.

Yue Ming grabbed Old Man Hu's collar and scolded, "You bastard, what the hell are you doing?" Tease us? It's obviously a lot of money, and you put a bunch of dead people's money, just want to cheat us? Yue Ming rarely gets angry, but this time he was really angry.

Old man Hu was puzzled: "Aren't you looking for this pile of dead people's money?" ”

Yue Ming shouted: "What I'm looking for is real money, money for the living, of course not money for the dead." ”

Old man Hu shook his head and said, "Could it be that the 'death express' you are talking about is living money?" But the 'death express' I received was dead money. ”

Yue Ming said: "Impossible! I watched Mr. Wei put the money in, and after the courier was sent to the mailbox, only you had touched the courier, and only you could drop the package. ”

Lin Xingchen was naturally on Yue Ming's side, she pressed the muzzle of her gun against Old Man Hu's temple, and threatened: "I suggest that you be honest, my gun is easy to misfire." ”

Old man Hu was not affected by the threat in the slightest, he insisted: "What I said is the truth, I received this pile of things, that's it, this is also a strange thing for me, for seven years, different people have been sending couriers from all over the world to Yin Si Street, every time I open it, it is a dark coin, which is too unusual." ”

Old man Hu's eyes were sincere, not like he was lying, Lin Xingchen seemed to be a little shaken, and she said to Yue Ming: "Xiao Yue, maybe what he said is true?" ”

"Impossible." Yue Ming also insisted on himself, "If he is not the 'Grim Reaper', why does he stay here for seven years and keep receiving 'Death Express'?" ”

Old man Hu sighed and said, "There is a reason why I received that courier, do you want to listen to my explanation?" ”

Lin Xingchen said fiercely: "Then you'd better explain it seriously, you know, the two of us won't believe nonsense, once what you say is a little unreasonable, I promise to make your head bloom and become a real ghost." ”

Old man Hu nodded and said, "I understand." I'm wondering, have you ever wondered why there is a post box on Yin Si Street that is completely different from the style of Yin Si Street? ”

To be honest, when Yue Ming and Lin Xingchen first saw the mailbox, they had such doubts, but no one could explain it to them, and now someone can finally explain.

Old man Hu said: "The reason why I accept every express delivery to the mailbox is actually very related to this mailbox. ”

"Tell me about it." Yue Ming said.

Old man Hu paused and said slowly: "Whether it is the mailbox or my acceptance of the 'Death Express', it all stems from a gamble, a gamble that made me fall into this chaos and I can't extricate myself. ”

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