Chapter 558: Where the Patient Lives

The old man's two sons were excited.

Although they almost didn't care much about their dad when they became adults.

I didn't even go home.

But in their eyes, blood is thicker than water.

After all, he is a son.

Anyway, this inheritance has its own share, right?

couldn't help but excitedly urge the lawyer to hurry up and announce the will.

The lawyer cleared his throat and explained the contents of the will.

As the will was finished, the two sons and the old woman made a direct fuss.

It turned out that in the will, the old man donated half of his property.

The other half was given to a boy named Ma Xiaojun.

Moreover, out of the wishes of the elderly, the lawyer will not release Ma Xiaojun's information.

This is equivalent to saying that these three people have been arguing here for a long time,

They don't have anything, so they don't make trouble.

Fortunately, lawyers have known this has long been the case.

So when I came, the police, the judges, basically brought them with me.

Under the mediation of the police, these people left in a huff, that is, even some relatives and friends turned around and left.

Without an inheritance, no one has the heart to hold a funeral.

Xu Que looked at the old man beside him, shook his head and said, "It's a bit amazing, I didn't leave anything for them, no one will do your funeral, and you will be laughed at." ”

"I never care about other people's eyes, and besides, even if they are gone, it doesn't necessarily mean that no one will do it for me."

Xu Xiaoxiao nodded, he estimated that the old man was talking about the person named Ma Xiaojun.

"That Ma Xiaojun, who are you?" Xu Que asked.

"He's not anyone, it's just one of my neighbors, you just went to find house 360, I'll take you there." The old man walked in front.

Deaf to his own funeral, as if, none of this is his business.

For the old man's free and easy, Xu Que still admires it.

Finally, the two came to a room next to the funeral.

A 360 house number is written on the door.

The old man pointed to the house number and said, "This is it." ”

As he was talking, a young man in a hospital gown walked out, and he walked out and looked at Xu Que in surprise.

"What are you doing standing in front of my house?" The young man had messy hair and a pale face, but his voice was deep.

"He is Ma Xiaojun." The old man suddenly said in Xu Que's ear.

Xu Que raised his eyebrows, nodded subconsciously, and responded: "Hello, I am your friend of the deceased next door." ”

"You're his friend?" Ma Xiaojun looked at Xu Que with some vigilance.

"Yes, I've been out of town, I only found out yesterday that he died, usually on the phone, I know you're his friend." Xu Que said casually.

The old man next to him looked at Xu Que in some surprise and asked, "Why do you say that." ”

Xu Que didn't answer, because at this time, the lawyer from before came over.

He looked at Ma Xiaojun and said, "You are Ma Xiaojun, right?" According to the will of the deceased, you will inherit half of the property in his name, which requires your signature. ”

Ma Xiaojun had apparently received a call from a lawyer before.

So he didn't look surprised, nodded, turned around and said, "I'm sorry for you, let's go into the house and say." ”

Lawyers and some judges entered the house.

Xu Que stayed at the door and asked, "I don't understand, why did you leave your property to him?" He didn't look very normal. ”

"Because I know him." The old man shook his head, suddenly looked at the surrounding houses, and said, "Do you know who the people who live around here are? ”

"According to the clothes of you and Ma Xiaojun just now, you are all patients, right? Could it be that the people in this neighborhood are all sick? ”

"Yes, this place is only dependent on the two big hospitals in the city, and many patients' families choose to live here in order to save money, but I, because this is my ancestral home, so I live here. In fact, I am not a serious illness, but some rich diseases, high blood pressure, high blood sugar, and Ma Xiaojun is leukemia. ”

"You know each other well." Xu Que asked.

"Well, he hasn't been in for long, probably ...... It's just more than two months, this child is very smart, very sensible, often come to chat with me, although we don't get along for a long time, but I am very optimistic about this child, if he doesn't have these diseases, the road will be very long. ”

"So, you gave him all your property."

"Yes, anyway, my two sons are not filial, it doesn't matter."

Xu Quan nodded.

"By the way, why did you come to him? One thing you remember, I also said so much to you for the sake of you being able to see me, I hope that in front of outsiders, don't mention Ma Xiaojun, otherwise, my two sons will make trouble. "The old man still thinks a lot.

"Don't worry, I don't need to say that I came here this time to check on this house."

Xu Que pointed to the house that Ma Xiaojun had just come out of and said, "This house has an evil spirit. ”

"Really? You say, I just died and became like this, could it be because of this house? The old man asked in surprise.

"I don't know, just to be on the safe side, I'm going to go in and check it out myself, I hope you can help me."

"This ......"

Seeing the old man's hesitation, Xu Que knew in his heart that he was afraid that he would hurt Ma Xiaojun.

So he explained: "I can see ghosts, this is because I have always dealt with evil ghosts, this time I see that this house is wrong, but also to help Ma Xiaojun, you think, what if there is something bad hidden in the house, which is harmful to Ma Xiaojun, then what should I do?" ”

Xu Que had already explained, and the old man hurriedly nodded: "Well, anyway, I still have four days to leave, I'll help you." ”

After waiting for a while, Ma Xiaojun sent the lawyers out.

found that Xu Que was still there, and asked, "You haven't left yet?" ”

"Yes, there are some things I want to talk to you about, about the old man's last wishes." Xu Que said.

Ma Xiaojun's eyes were full of vigilance, and he responded: "You said that you are a friend of Uncle Wang, but he told me that he has no friends, and no one has come to see him when he lives here, in my opinion, you were sent by his two sons, right?" Let me tell you, since Uncle Wang gave me the inheritance, that is his last wish, if you want it, just sue me. ”

This Ma Xiaojun looks to be about 18 years old.

But it's very well organized and quite able to speak.

Xu Que couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Don't worry, I'm really just talking." ”

Seeing that Xu Que didn't turn his face, Ma Xiaojun hesitated for a moment, and then turned sideways and let Xu Que enter the house.

"Actually, what you said is right, I'm really not Uncle Wang's friend, I'm actually a detective, before Uncle Wang died, he found me and said let me help you."

"I don't have much to help with." Ma Xiaojun frowned.

"Yes, but I don't see that your face is not very good, and I heard that in your house, there is a haunted ......" I want to talk about "My Horror Ghost Building" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~