After some tossing, several people did not find any valuable clues, so they had to drive to Qi Hong's home, which is located in Xiaoning River, the westernmost part of Dahe Town.

It is a 30-kilometer distance from the Nanhu Hotel to the Xiaoning River, passing through a small abandoned village, and then walking around the ridge to the riverside where Qi Hong once lived.

The business car slowly moves forward on the road covered with wild grass, one side is a dense wooded slope, and the other side is a steep cliff and the blue Xiaoning River, although it has rained heavily during this time, but the Xiaoning River in the deep mountains is still so clear, a group of egrets are flying freely on the river, birds are singing and fragrant, the scenery is picturesque.

Qi Hong's home is surrounded by many trees, only one corner is exposed, and the lotus pond at the door is full of water lilies, everything is so fresh and natural.

Lei Zhibin found that He Wei coughed from time to time, looked at He Wei's face, and found that there was something wrong with his face, it seemed to be a little yellow, that kind of yellow was not the kind of yellow of normal people, but the kind of yellow that was sick.

When did this happen?

Why didn't you notice it at first?

He Wei drove the car and kept staring straight ahead, the business car was a little bumpy, and his whole person seemed to be a little ethereal.

"Lao He, are you okay? There's something wrong with your face. Lei Zhibin asked.

"It's nothing, but my throat is a little uncomfortable, I think it's a cold." Ho Wei Dao.

Suddenly, He Wei stepped on the brakes, and Lei Zhibin was caught off guard and jumped forward.

"What are you doing?" Lei Zhibin asked.

"Someone has been here."

He Wei pointed to the road in front of him, which was originally overgrown with weeds, but now it was lodging a large area, clearly showing two tire marks, some of these weeds have fallen down and are black and rotten, looking at the situation for three or four days, and some are still very fresh, and they have not even withered and rolled, which means that someone has just come.

Or even say it's down there.

"No, who has nothing to do in a place like this?" Lei Zhibin glanced sideways at the tire prints on the ground, which looked a bit like an off-road vehicle from the indentation.

The two glanced at each other, if it was a nearby farmer who came to collect medicine and dig lotus roots or something, at most it would be a van, who would drive an off-road vehicle to work?

"Let's go, maybe it's still down there."

He Wei stepped on the accelerator and sped up.

It didn't take long for a few people to arrive at their destination, and a black Wrangler was parked in the yard, the door closed, and the license plate number was somewhat familiar.

Green K88466, isn't this Black Little Tiger's car?

"Why is he here?" He Wei walked to the Land Rover and patted the car door, "Fourth." ”

No one responded.

He Wei leaned on the window and took a look, but there was no one in the car.

"It seems that he has already gone in, this grandson is a grandson monkey, he is really cunning enough." Lei Zhibin said disdainfully and helped Qi Hong down.

"Fourth!"

He Weiwei shouted twice, but still no one responded.

The sunset was like blood, the river was blowing, and the whole world was so quiet, as if no one had ever come.

"Do you think he's looking for blue and white porcelain inside?" He Wei asked.

"Nonsense, why else are you here? But if it was so easy to find, we'd have found it long ago, and I don't know how many times I've turned over this place. Lei Zhibin changed his words and said: "At the beginning, Wu Cheng occupied all of Qi Hong's antique collections on the grounds that Qi Hong owed him money, worth more than five million, you say, is there any blue and white porcelain in that batch of things?" ”

He Wei was noncommittal, he also thought about this question, after Qi Hong's accident, several of them divided Qi Hong's property, He Wei got Qi Hong's manuscript, Lei Zhibin privately swallowed the purchase money that Qi Hong asked him to buy a house, and Wu Cheng got all Qi Hong's antique collections, Hei Xiaohu didn't get anything, so he took a benefit fee from each of them.

"Is it possible?" He Wei asked.

"Yes, think about it, who hasn't been to see Qi Hong in the past two years? Wu Cheng, why? Because he had already gotten the things, there was no need at all, and that day he came to see Qi Hong purely to go through the motions, wanting to cover up and act for us. ”

What Lei Zhibin said is indeed possible, but they have no evidence.

He Wei helped Qi Hong up, pointed to the house, and said, "Old classmate, look, this is your home, do you have an impression?" ”

Qi Hong looked at his home with empty eyes, dementia, and didn't say a word.

"Look at it, this is where you and Zhou Xia live, remember?" He Wei stepped forward and pointed to the moss-covered stone table, "You used to sit here and drink tea, remember?" ”

Lei Zhibin walked into the house quickly without patience.

In two years, the yard was overgrown with weeds, and the nearby villagers ransacked the place after Qi Hong's accident, and stole everything they could, even the iron windows were demolished and sold as scrap iron, and the house was almost demolished.

The tattered gate was covered in cobwebs, the floor was covered in dust, and the air was filled with a musty smell.

A few people walked into the room, a sofa fell to the floor, covered with thick dust, the TV cabinet had a broken leg leaning in the corner, a few pairs of words on the wall were mottled and tattered, and they could read complete sentences.

Only the highest one on the opposite side is still complete, and there are two big characters on the book: Frank!

This painting attracted Qi Hong's attention, this is his handwriting, clean and neat, elegant and chic.

"Old classmate, do you know? That's what you wrote, and I laid you a piece of paper. He Wei introduced with a smile.

Lei Zhibin looked at Qi Hong's stupid face and became more and more angry the more he thought about it, and suddenly kicked Qi Hong's waist, Qi Hong was caught off guard and jumped out a few steps and fell to the ground.

"What are you doing?" He Wei looked at Lei Zhibin with an angry face.

"What? Look at this idiot, I'm really fed up, you might as well find it yourself if you expect this kind of idiot. ”

Lei Zhibin scolded, and raising his leg was to kick open a wooden door.

"Poof!"

The sound of a sharp weapon slicing through the flesh was heard.

The door seemed to hit something bouncy, and a stream of blood poured out of the crack in the door.

"Ahh

Lei Zhibin shouted and took a few steps back.

He Wei hurriedly ran over, and this time he also saw it, the blood on the door slowly flowed down the door to the ground, and there seemed to be a person behind him through the crack in the door.

A stirring spirit in his heart, he turned his head sideways and looked dumbfounded, and saw that there was really a person standing behind the door, to be precise, a person was tied, his body was fixed to the wall, his mouth was wrapped in sealing glue, and he looked at He Wei with a painful look in his eyes.

This man was in his early twenties, jeans, a floral shirt, and yellow hair, and there was a bloody hole in his heart, and blood kept shooting out of the wound and splashing onto He Wei's body.

"Ermao, why are you, how are you?" He Wei hurriedly entered the back room, he tried to tear off Ermao's sealing glue, but found that Ermao was no longer good, he was like a pig that had been bled out, and large strands of blood continued to spurt out of his chest, which clearly pierced the heart.

And behind the door there is a chopstick-long Mitsubishi thorn.

The Mitsubishi thorn was dripping blood, and it was this Mitsubishi thorn that pierced Ermao's heart.

He Wei has also seen this Mitsubishi thorn, it is Ermao's, and Ermao is Hei Xiaohu's cousin, and everyone is an acquaintance.

The Mitsubishi stab is much more ferocious than the average dagger, and if it hits the human body, it will leave a bloody hole in the body, and if it hurts the artery or heart, it is basically death.

"Ermao, you hold on, hold on."

He Wei pressed the wound that was holding Ermao with one hand, and tried to tear off Ermao's sealing glue with the other.

But these sealing glues were wrapped very tightly, and He Wei tried several times before tearing off the sealing glue.

The blood kept rushing out from He Wei's fingers, and his heart was bleeding profusely, and he couldn't hold it at all.

Lei Zhibin looked stupid, stunned in place, his eyes straightened.

He killed Hei Xiaohu's younger brother Ermao, he killed someone!

"What are you doing, come and help." He Wei roared.

Lei Zhibin reacted, came up, hurriedly untied Ermao's rope, and put him down.

"Save me, save me." Ermao kept asking for help, stumbling and walking out, and just a few steps out of the country was about to fall.

He Wei hurriedly supported Ermao, Ermao's wound bleed more and more, sprayed several people's bodies everywhere, the ground was soaked in blood, Ermao pushed away the two of them and ran, and he ran out a few steps and fell at the door, he also tried to climb out, and the blood kept flowing out from under his body.

"Ermao, I'll take you to the hospital."

He Wei ran over again, trying to pick up Ermao, but Ermao reached out and pushed He Wei's hand away, glaring at He Wei viciously.

"My cousin won't let you go, you ...... You're all going to die......"

As he spoke, Ermao reached out and groped in his pocket, which was clearly to call and inform.

Lei Zhibin didn't know where he got the courage, so he grabbed a brick and threw it at Ermao's head.

One, two, three......

Ermao fell to the ground and didn't move, the skin on the back of his head was open, the bones were smashed, and the white brain slowly flowed out of the cracks.

Ermao is dead.

He Wei sat on the ground against the wall.

Lei Zhibin also stopped what he was doing, took a few steps back and fell on the sofa.

Qi Hong stood on the side and watched all the time, without screaming or moving, as if he was watching a movie.