What about people?

Shen Jiming's hair stood on end in an instant, and Qi Zhenghai, who was still stepping on his feet just now, disappeared out of thin air.

A cold wind blew in from the mouth of the alley, and a broken newspaper fell from the sky and fell in front of Shen Jiming.

Here it is again! Shen Jiming instantly remembered the strange thing that happened in the hospital last time, and felt cold all over his body, and suddenly made a few swings for no reason.

After staring at the newspaper for a few minutes, Shen Jiming picked it up.

"On September 9RB City, a hot-selling real estate Nanfeng Haoting owner fell to his death from the room he had just bought, the reporter learned from Nanfeng Haoting, the deceased's surname was Qi, forty-two years old, and he had previously worked in Jiutai Hengchang Real Estate Company, according to the news of the police investigation, it does not rule out the possibility of his killing, and according to industry insiders, the death of the man surnamed Qi may be related to the construction site of Jiutai Hengchang in the south of the city, and the police are currently investigating......"

"Woo...... Woohoo......"

The mobile phone in his pocket rang, and Shen Jiming woke up with a spirit, and found that the dim scene had disappeared, and the newspaper in his hand was nowhere to be seen, but he was still holding a dagger in his hand, and there was still a trace of blood on it.

The ground was still littered with all kinds of unsightly garbage and feces and urine, exuding a pungent smell.

Qi Zhenghai seems to have never appeared at all.

"Woo ......"

The mobile phone was still vibrating in his pocket, Shen Jiming took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Qi Zhenghai calling, so he quickly connected it.

"Hey, Xiao Zhang, I've arrived at the mouth of the alley you said, why didn't I see you?"

Shen Jiming raised his eyes and looked out, and sure enough, he saw that his hair was shiny, and Qi Zhenghai, who was neatly dressed, looked around outside the mouth of the alley.

"Oh, Mr. Qi, I'm sorry, I suddenly have something urgent to do here, you can take a taxi directly to our sales department, the fare can be reimbursed!" Shen Jiming leaned against the wall, and the dim light completely blocked him.

"That's okay, I'll go over in a while!" Qi Zhenghai said at the mouth of the alley as he left, Shen Jiming hung up the phone and chased out, and saw that Qi Zhenghai had already walked to the corner of the street and stopped a taxi.

"Dog's day, if you buy a house, it will be your death period, and the provincial Lao Tzu will do it!"

Shen Jiming watched the taxi leave, and then looked at the time on his phone, September 7.

Back at his rented house, Shen Jiming took a shower, then threw a stinky suit in the washing machine and stirred it, and sat by the window in a pair of big pants and kept recalling what happened today.

The dim environment, what would happen in three days, how it was like a haunted hallucination of time and space, made him feel like he was dreaming all the time.

Ever since I fell into that ancient tomb, it seems that I have something on my body, and I can see something that will happen in the future.

Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

Shen Jiming was uneasy.

And the day after tomorrow, Qi Zhenghai will fall from the stairs and fall to his death.

Through Su Meimei's death, Shen Jiming believes that this is a force that transcends current human cognition, and Qi Zhenghai's death is almost certain.

And this matter is very likely to be done by the gang of people who planted themselves to kill people, maybe it is still to deal with Jiutai Hengchang, the purpose is to constantly muddy the waters, so that Jiutai Hengchang will continue to fall into murder and cannot get out, the longer it drags on, the deeper Jiutai Hengchang will fall, and in the end, not only the project will be yellow, I am afraid that the boss behind the scenes will not be able to get out.

Sure enough, it's a rich man's game, and he doesn't take human life seriously at all, I don't know who the boss of Jiutai Hengchang has offended?

On September 9, Shen Jiming came to Nanfeng Mansion again, but he did not go in, but found a nearby commercial office building and climbed to the top floor, found an observation position, took out a monocular, and began to observe the building mentioned in the broken newspaper.

Shen Jiming felt that it was best for him to see Qi Zhenghai die with his own eyes, so that he could really get out of this matter.

The sales department of Nanfeng Mansion is full of people, and the sales staff and customers who come in and out are the houses.

At half past ten in the morning, someone really appeared in the fourteen-story building opposite, Shen Jiming slowly adjusted the focus, and finally fixed his eyes on one of the middle-aged men standing by the window, this person was Qi Zhenghai, and beside him, there was also a staff member from the sales department who seemed to be introducing him.

A few minutes later, the staff of the sales department answered the phone and left, and Qi Zhenghai walked to the balcony alone and leaned over to look down.

Shen Jiming was slightly nervous, if he guessed correctly, Qi Zhenghai would fall, but there was no possibility for him to fall from such a high balcony.

But in an instant, Shen Jiming couldn't help but shake his hand and almost fell down the telescope, he saw a black mist suddenly appear behind Qi Zhenghai, crashing into Qi Zhenghai like a tornado, Qi Zhenghai's body jumped and fell out of the balcony railing.

"Bang~"

Qi Zhenghai fell from the fourteenth floor and smashed to the concrete floor downstairs, blood gushed out instantly, gathering into a pool of blood under his body.

And almost at the same time, the entire Nanfeng Mansion became extremely panicked, and countless people shouted in panic and gathered towards the place where Qi Zhenghai fell.

What is that black fog?

Shen Jiming didn't look at Qi Zhenghai lying downstairs, but stared hard at the room on the fourteenth floor with a telescope, he wanted to know where the black fog that appeared without warning came from, but after a full ten years, he didn't find anything.

What is that whirlwind black fog?

Shen Jiming, who had been back in the rental room for a few hours, still had a demented look on his face, lying on the bed staring at the ceiling, his mind repeatedly recalling the mysterious black fog that suddenly appeared, and his heart was full of horror.

"Bang bang bang~" A series of knocks on the door woke him up from his chaotic musings.

"Which one?" Shen Jiming got out of bed, put on his slippers and went to open the door, and when he opened the door in a daze, he saw several people in T-shirts pounce on him, and before he could react, he was pressed to the ground and handcuffed with a click.

"Shen Jiming, you are suspected of a murder case, go back with us for investigation!" A young policeman in his thirties showed his police ID.

Shen Jiming was lifted up by four or five big men, looking at this group of plainclothes with a confused expression, his head was still buzzing, and his mind was still completely blank.

"Who did I murder?" Shen Jiming reacted and shouted loudly when he was dragged out of the room.

"Then I'm going to ask you, take it!"

As soon as the young policeman waved his hand, five or six people immediately shoved Shen Jiming downstairs into the car like a piece of wood, and two slippers also fell on the stairs.