"I mean, there's a good chance he's stalling for time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Mo Ziqi said his opinion very seriously.

This sentence reminded Mu Sen, and he immediately picked up his mobile phone and called Captain Wu. told Captain Wu to send more people to take care of Zhang Yueming and his wife, even in the process of handing over the suspects, there could not be a trace of carelessness. Just in case L will take advantage of it.

As to whether L is really stalling for time, Moussen is not completely sure at this time. But he must not let what happened in the original court happen again. is still the same truth, even if Zhang Yueming really deserves to die, he can't let him die in the hands of L.

l said in the message that he was going to kill a damn person, and no one knew who he was referring to. But at present, the only person Mu Sen knows is Zhang Yueming. Therefore, he asked Captain Wu to "save" Zhang Yueming's life and not embarrass the police community anymore.

"Leave the prisoner to Captain Wu, his reasoning ability is average, but if he is given an honorable mission, he should still be able to complete it. Let's go to the location of the coordinates now and see what's there. Mussen said as he sped up the car.

On the suburban road in the middle of the night, everything is quiet. Except for the sound of the engine of Moussen's car speeding on the road, there was almost no other sound. This suburb is empty, there are no people in the wilderness, and there are no street lights. How many developers have also had the idea of this place, but when they know the situation here on the ground, they don't have that idea anymore. Because there is really no commercial value in this place that can benefit them.

On the way to the coordinate location, Mu Sen and Mo Zitong chatted about this barren suburb.

In this area, there used to be a few villages, which were inhabited by ordinary people with low living standards. However, the reason why there were people living here in the first place has to start with the great earthquake of 76.

The 76-year-old earthquake is a moment that the whole of China will never forget. That is, since that disaster, there have been special places such as "temporary sheds" in many places. To put it bluntly, it is a temporary place for refugees or people to shelter from earthquakes after a disaster.

Simple dwellings, narrow spaces, where the common people help the old and the young to live here, to escape the disaster after the wrath of nature. After a long time, some people slowly began to add bricks and tiles to the original foundation, and the temporary construction shed gradually became a low bungalow. Later, it became a small village.

Although it is very inconvenient for these ordinary people to live here, the neighborly relations cultivated during the disaster are often deeper than those relatives who have little friendship. So, even if the conditions are a little worse, everyone is still willing to live here. The people in the whole alley or village are like a family. Often eat and drink together, who goes home hungry and does not have food, can eat when they enter the door of the house next to them, like their own family. So although the life is hard, it is quite comfortable.

Later, the village was demolished and a developer planned to build a high-rise building here. But I don't know why, just halfway through the construction, I can't build it anymore. At one time, the residents of this place did not know where they were placed, and all that remained were the black, lifeless buildings in the distance, which looked like haunted buildings in the middle of the night.

Mu Sen looked at the abandoned buildings not far away, and said with some emotion: "Nowadays, people always want to build the buildings higher and higher, but if you look here, I don't think those temporary sheds look alive." ”

Mo Ziyan nodded noncommittally, then said after a moment of silence: "Mu Sen, do you say that there is any special significance in choosing such a location?" If the person in the car just now was him, what was his purpose? If the person in the car wasn't him, who would it be? What does his so-called damned person have to do with these things? ”

Mu Sen snorted contemptuously and said, "He really thinks he is a good man in Liangshan?" Ready to hoe the strong to help the weak, rob the rich and help the poor? What do you call a damned person? He's just making excuses and excuses for his own killings. If you talk about damning, there are too many damned people in this world, can you kill them? Measured by the 5,000-year-old moral standards of our China, everyone may have the sin of 'damning'. But morality does not mean law, and it is not up to anyone to decide whether a person should die or not. Therefore, no one deserves to die, and no one deserves to die at his hands. ”

Mo Zitong looked at Mu Sen and did not speak again. He knew that there was probably more anger in Mussen's heart than anyone else. But in order to be level-headed and reasonable, he must also remain calm and objective at all times. Mo Zitong understood that this was not an easy task.

The deserted road was not easy to drive, and the road leading to the buildings was overgrown with grass. Moreover, the grass is already half a man's height, and the road surface is potholed and muddy. Not to mention people, I'm afraid it's not very reluctant to let ghosts come here.

Under the bumps along the way, Mu Sen finally drove the car to the "ghost building". As soon as he stopped the car, Mo Ziqi said, "It doesn't look like someone has been here,、。 You see, when we come to this building, we only have the direction we just walked. But Mu Sen, I have just looked carefully, and the half-man-high weeds around me are the only way we have pressed out. This proves that no cars have passed through here before us. If there is, it is impossible for the grass not to fall. ”

"Can't you just walk in?" Mussen asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Let's go?" Mo Ziqi said in disbelief: "This road is walked? Isn't that a bit too unprofessional? It's easy to leave footprints and evidence. ”

Mu Sen got out of the car and closed the door, then smiled faintly and said, "For others, it may be like what you said." But for l...... Everything is possible. Let's go, grab the lights, let's go inside. ”

Mo Zitong's mobile phone is always searching for the location sent by the police force. From the point of view of positioning, the location of the coordinates should be in the middle of this building.

This building is the tallest building, it is estimated that there are more than a dozen floors, and the internal space is relatively large compared to the surrounding area.

Mu Sen and Mo Zitong turned on the flashlight and walked into the building. Since it is only a frame, the building is full of discarded things such as wood, cement, and concrete, and it can be said that it is difficult to move an inch.

In some places, the staircase between the buildings has not yet been built, or it is halfway built, and it is passed by a few thick wooden planks. Walking in such a building is really walking on thin ice. And the further you go, the more life-threatening it becomes. If you are not careful, you may end up with a broken body that will never recover.

Mu Sen and Mo Ziqi climbed up with great difficulty, walking between the suspended buildings that were almost full of traps.

Don't look at Mo Zidi, who is from a wealthy young master, but his kung fu is not bad at all. Even if he is wearing a luxurious outfit, he is still chic and free to climb and jump between the shelves.

Mu Sen followed behind Mo Ziyan, biting the flashlight and climbing the ninth floor. He gasped a little vaguely and said, "Zi Di, your kung fu is really the same as it was back then." The young master's body, the life of the special forces. You said that it was very difficult for both of us to climb so high, can an ordinary person go up easily? If it is said that a killer kidnaps an ordinary person and climbs the building with people, is it more unrealistic? ”

Mussen questioned the environment in front of him.

Mo Zidi, on the other hand, continued to go up, searching every room as he walked, and then replied: "You said it yourself, these may not be realistic for others." But l will make the impossible possible. Keep climbing, I don't think there's a road ahead. ”

Mo Zitong was right, there was a staircase between the ninth and tenth floors in front, but it was not built, and there were not even any objects around that would allow them to pass through.

"What should I do? l It can't be that you and I are exercising, right? Late-night haunted house adventure? Mo Ziqi looked at the gap without stairs in front of him with some difficulty, and the distance of ten stories under his feet.

Mu Sen looked around and said, "No, I said, he won't do meaningless things." What he wants is definitely not as simple as teasing us. Think about it, where you can climb up. ”

Mo Ziqi took a deep breath softly, and then whispered, "There is a place, but ...... It's too dangerous. ”

Mu Sen glanced at Mo Ziqi suspiciously, and then reacted. The two men said one place in unison: the elevator room.

When building a high-rise residential building like this, elevator halls are definitely essential. And there is no clutter there, looking down from the top of the building, it is a deep well that goes straight up and down. It's just that this building is more than ten stories high, and the elevator shaft must be more than a dozen stories high. There may be hanging baskets used in construction, but the danger factor will be greater than they are now. If you fall that way, it will be equivalent to jumping off a building.

Mu Sen looked at his watch, and then said with determination: "No, there is no way." Let's take a look, there are still three floors to end, so we have to go up first. ”

With the help of flashlights, the two people shuttled through the floor. Easily, they found the bottomless elevator shaft. At night, Mu Sen's flashlight couldn't hit the bottom at all, and people were already weak in their legs just by standing on the side and looking at it.

"How's it going, is there a problem?" Mu Sen asked with a seemingly relaxed smile at Mo Zidi.

"When have I ever had a problem, go." As he spoke, Mo Zidi leaned over and looked at the hanging basket in the elevator shaft. They can't go upstairs with this thing, but they can use the rope that is fixed to it.

Outside the ghost building, I occasionally saw two faint lights flickering inside. This bit of light, which sets off the entire abandoned building, is more terrifying and gloomy than ever.