How did this thing get into his hands? My heart is broken, if this note was not handed over to him by Qin Yiheng, it would have been clear that it was this old man who plotted against Qin Yiheng the night before.

I looked at the old man, maybe it was psychological, and I felt that there seemed to be murder on his face.

I thought about it, and I was out of the cracks. I was thinking about whether to take the old man hostage, and the old man asked me again: "Do you only know the meaning of the four signatures of the Dao, and one of the signatures does not know the Dao?" ”

As soon as I heard this, I gasped, damn, I see what it means that the old man has tortured Qin Yiheng to extract a confession, otherwise how could he be so clear?

However, in the current situation, it is not possible to act rashly. I shook my head at the old man to see what he would do next.

I didn't think that the old man continued to ask me, "Don't you know what those wardrobes do?" ”

No matter how he looks at it, it looks like he's babbling! I started to lose my breath, and I wanted to make a big footprint on his chest too!

I lit a cigarette and didn't answer. I think it's also a blank connection.

The old man was silent for a long time, and unexpectedly patted me on the shoulder, and said, "You will sleep here tonight, and tomorrow I will naturally tell you the answer." ”

His path is too similar to Qin Yiheng! I became more and more suspicious that Qin Yiheng was arrested by him, so I asked the old man: "What do you use to prove that what you said is true?" ”

My tone was already a little unkind, and the old man was not angry, straightened his hat with his hand, and told me: "These signs are not missing person notices at all, because the last sign is a dead sign, and it is impossible for your friend not to know him." ”

The old man's words sound full of confidence, if he is talking nonsense, I can only say that his acting skills are really good.

However, for him and Qin Yiheng, I would definitely choose to believe in my own people, because he had no reason to hide it from me at all, so I asked the old man: "Then what do these five signatures mean?" ”

The old man said "heh" and said three words: "Wanted." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he went out, leaving me alone and depressed.

I am still very clear about the difference between a wanted notice and a missing person notice, although it is also looking for someone, but one is to arrest and the other is to search - the purpose is similar, and the starting point is too far away.

I pondered for a moment, but I still felt that the old man's words were not true.

First of all, according to the previous analysis, these five talismans are looking for a future person, and now even if they are wanted, they are still outrageous, and this is not a time travel drama.

Secondly, I suspect that Qin Yiheng is really in the hands of this old man now, and he is saying this completely to sow discord or have some purpose.

However, I thought twice and felt that I had to stay, because I really didn't have a clue about anything other than this one path now. Besides, the old man's current meaning doesn't seem to be like he wants to kill me or anything, otherwise he wouldn't have to wait until the evening to do it. So, I went downstairs and told the old man that I would like to live here, and that he would talk and count.

The old man said "um" and arranged me in a room on the back floor.

Judging from the layout of the room, it should be a guest room, and the room is quite clean, and it should be cleaned every day, but compared with other rooms, it seems a little small.

After the old man left, I closed the door and briefly checked to see if there were any surveillance or listening devices, and by the way, to see if there were any metaphysical objects. Because the old man couldn't have put me in this room for no reason. However, the results were disappointing and I found nothing.

In the end, I could only pass the time half-leaning on the bed, guessing what was going on in this room.

Time flies, and before you know it, it's getting dark. The old man didn't ask me to eat, and the master was very insincere. Luckily, I didn't have much of an appetite, so I really felt a little sleepy while lying in bed. However, I didn't dare to close my eyes, and I fought hard to get through the night.

It's a terrible feeling, and it can be described as a bit like waiting in line to get into the operating room. I had to pull the curtains open, or it would be even more fucking depressing to stay in this room.

By the time I looked at my watch again, it was already past ten o'clock at night. To avoid falling asleep, I sat up and smoked two cigarettes.

There has been no movement outside the door, the old man is so old, it is estimated that there is no nightlife, and I have not even heard the sound of the TV since I came in.

After sitting for a while, I had some urgency to urinate and wanted to open the door and go to the toilet. As soon as my hand was screwed onto the doorknob, I heard a faint "click". At first I thought it was the sound of the door lock, but I pushed it and found that it wasn't.

Then, there was another sound outside the door that seemed to be dragging something on the ground, and the sound came from far and near, and finally stopped at my door.

Now I'm a little nervous, and I said in the middle of the night, what is the old man doing? Before I could think about it, there was another "click" outside, and then something was dragged to my door. My personal small business often uses logistics and delivery, so I am very familiar with this sound, and I feel that the outside should not be light. I'm even more worried about this analysis, can I do this kind of manual work with the size of an old man? Is there anyone else in the house?

I put my ear to the door, and the sound outside continued, very regular. What kind of business is this? I'm scratching my head a little......

After listening to it for a while, I seemed to react, how could it be like ordering goods outside?

As a businessman, it's hard not to think so, but the other party's way of remembering goods is very retro, and it is still an abacus to see the situation.

I thought to myself, is this old man doing something illegal? Must be shipped in the middle of the night? According to his age, it would not be surprising if he liked to use an abacus, but why did he pile up at my door? Thinking of this, I looked back at the window, and there was a thick security bar on the window, and I immediately "chuckled" in my heart.

Because I finally know what makes this room special. I didn't notice when I came in before, usually the door of the indoor room is open inward, but the door of this room is open outward!

Now there's so much stuff piled up outside the door, damn, the old man wants to trap me in the house?!

I immediately tried to push the door, and it was slammed.

I don't know what the old man is going to do next, but it's certainly not a good thing. I pushed the door hard with my shoulder, but it didn't move. I looked around the room, and I didn't even have a guy to defend myself with.

After that, I thought that I had a mobile phone in my pocket, and I also knew the approximate location of this house, and I could still call the police if it didn't work. Thinking of this, I calmed down and analyzed the countermeasures.

The current situation is not much easier than breaking from prison, and it seems that it can only be hard-hitting.

Just as I was thinking about whether to roar to give myself strength, an old man's voice came in from outside.

It sounds like the old man is asking the people around him, "Isn't he real?" ”

After that, I didn't hear anyone answer, but it was quiet outside. I listened with my ears pricked up for a long time, but there was no sound of people moving.

This kind of silence is very unsettling, I dialed 110 on my phone, and I almost typed out. However, watching the minutes pass by minute by second, the people outside did not take any action.

After that, I simply sat back on the bed.

I lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, and all of a sudden the lights in the room went dark and then it started to get noisy outside.

I was expected, I stood in a corner of the room, so that if the other party broke in, I would have time to react.

But after waiting for a while, listening to the chaos outside, the door still didn't move.

I'm getting a little impatient to wait, damn, is this a fight or not?

After a while, there was a sudden silence outside the door.

I was wondering when the door creaked open a small crack, but the people outside did not rush in, but seemed to be testing the situation inside.

In such a small room, it was impossible for me to hide, and besides, my phone was still on. I just struck first, and I kicked the door open in one step.

Surprisingly, not only did there be no one outside the door, but I didn't even look at the things that should have been piled up before.