Ten minutes later.

Lin Zhihui and Ye Anrong stood in a winding alley, in front of a deserted house, there was not a single resident on the entire street, and the man with glasses had long since disappeared.

At this time, Ye Anrong also realized that he had been fooled, his face turned red with anger, and he clenched his fists and said indignantly: "It's too much, how can you be so unethical in business." It's a shame that he still looks honest. ”

Lin Zhihui felt interesting in his heart, but of course he couldn't show it on his face, he just said warm words to soothe him. If she made a move with an opponent in the shopping mall, or dealt with a large order of tens of millions, Ye Anrong was terrifyingly shrewd, but she obviously had no experience in dealing with such a small person in the market, and it was also fateful to be deceived for a while.

"Did you already know that he was a liar, why didn't you stop me?" Ye Anrong is so smart, after calming down a little, he glared at Lin Zhihui with big eyes, not without disgust.

"I'm just skeptical. Of course, Lin Zhihui couldn't admit it, spread his hands, and said a little helplessly: "I'm also a little anxious, seeing that you are so tired, I want to find a place quickly, and I was negligent if I was not careful." ”

Ye Anrong bit his lip and snorted, although he didn't speak, his expression was relaxed, and he was obviously out of breath.

After such a toss, a lot of time was wasted, and the two of them looked at the empty alley, and they were a little deflated.

Noticing that Ye Anrong looked tired, Lin Zhihui was about to propose to retreat first, but Ye Anrong suddenly stomped his feet, took out his mobile phone from his bag, and muttered: "I don't believe I can't find it, you wait, I'll make a call." ”

Ye Anrong's call was made to Ye Wenzhi, but after just a few words of complaining, Ye Wenzhi immediately raised his hand and surrendered. Within two minutes of hanging up, another call came. Ye Anrong described the location of the two, and in less than ten minutes, a middle-aged man in uniform appeared in front of them panting.

Here's what I said. The man in uniform smiled all over his face, took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and said to Ye Anrong: "Miss Ye has arrived at my land, if you have any difficulties, just call directly, where do you need to trouble Mr. Ye and his old man." ”

After a few kind words, Ye Anrong nodded indifferently: "Trouble Director Zhao, we want to find an old mansion around here." ”

Director Zhao was still smiling. nodded vigorously: "No problem, I've been working here for almost ten years, and I am sure to satisfy you with this piece of work, no matter what you are looking for."

"We're looking for the Song family in Dahuashu Hutong. Lin Zhihui told the address in the letter again, and told Director Zhao some information found by the private detective.

"This ...... Director Zhao listened to Lin Zhihui's words, his face became a little strange, and his eyes looked back and forth at the two. It seems that he wants to say and stops.

"Could it be Director Zhao, who knows this place?" Lin Zhihui noticed his expression and stopped and asked.

"How do you say that? Director Zhao grabbed the handkerchief and said hesitantly: "According to what you said, there really is such a place, and it is not far away." However, the place is very evil, it is said to be haunted, there are many strange things, and people have died, so no one in the locals dares to approach it, and they don't even mention it. ”

Lin Zhihui showed a sudden look, no wonder they asked for directions just now, those people's reactions were very strange, it turned out that the problem was here.

"Are you sure, that's where we're looking for?" Ye Anrong didn't flinch when he heard this, but confirmed to Director Song.

"Sure. Director Zhao nodded vigorously: "I lived in this area when I was a child, and I remember that the last head of the household was surnamed Song." I don't know what's going on with you two, but it's better not to go, no one can say for sure, and if you do encounter something, you might be in danger. ”

Lin Zhihui and Ye Anrong naturally refused to give up, this is the place they are looking for, and it is related to the whereabouts of Li Zhihui's parents, how could they retreat because of Director Zhao's words.

The two insisted on going, but Director Zhao saw that it was useless to persuade him, so he finally rubbed his hands and said with a look of embarrassment: "I can lead the way, but I really don't dare to go to that place, at most I can bring you to the vicinity of the house." ”

......

"Right there, there was a big locust tree in the yard. Standing at the mouth of a deep and winding alley, Director Zhao leaned against the wall with a nervous face, and stretched out his hand to point to the depths of the alley.

Seeing Director Zhao's frightened look, Lin Zhihui said that he could leave first, but Director Zhao shook his head resolutely and said that he would wait here.

"This place is not easy to find, you come out after you finish your errands, I can still show you the way, right?" Director Zhao spread his hands.

Hearing him say this, the two of them stopped insisting and turned around and walked deeper into the alley.

Lush foliage stretched out from within the ruined courtyard walls, leaving a large shadow behind.

The house looks in disrepair, the painted black door is closed, the outside is nailed by a few wooden boards, and there are a few faded notices pasted on the door panels, the words "do not enter" are faintly recognizable, and behind the hanging vines, there is a black door number with the Song Mansion written on it.

Lin Zhihui took a step forward, with a slight force, tore off a few wooden planks nailed to the door, and then gently pushed it.

The building in the courtyard is not an old bungalow as imagined, but a small two-story western-style building in European style. There is a pavilion under the trees in the courtyard, surrounded by dead grass and fallen leaves.

Ye Anrong gently tugged at Lin Zhihui's shirt and motioned for him to look to the right.

Lin Zhihui turned his head to look over, and saw that among the weeds, a crimson flower was blooming brightly, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

It's not surprising that weeds and wildflowers grow wildly in this kind of untended courtyard, but such a crimson flower is obviously for ornamental purposes and needs someone to take care of it in order to survive.

In such a barren and dilapidated courtyard, against the backdrop of a touch of crimson, it looks even more and more weird.

Walking along the gravel path to the front of the small western-style building, Lin Zhihui stretched out his hand to pull Ye Anrong behind him, and did not say anything like letting her wait in the yard, in such a place, it is not a good choice to be alone, it is better to follow him, and the safety is more guaranteed.

Pushing the closed door open slightly, the smell of rot peculiar to empty houses came to my face. Lin Zhihui took a step back, waiting for the fresh air to flow, while looking at the furnishings in the room.

Directly opposite is the staircase leading to the second floor, from the angle of Lin Zhihui standing, you can see that in the room diagonally opposite, there is an old piano, like a piano room.

Ye Anrong was a little nervous, and couldn't help but reach out and grab Lin Zhihui's arm, Lin Zhihui patted the back of her hand, gave her a reassuring look, and pulled Ye Anrong into the small building.