Chapter Sixty-Nine: Doubts about the Past of the Ancient Mansion

"Who's that?"

"I don't know, where did you find the actors?"

"The makeup technique is so good!"

"Do you see the holster zipper?"

"It can't be someone you're looking for in a haunted house, is it?"

"Special actors, huh?"

All the audience saw this scene just now, and they were all praising this scary actor's superb skills.

"Who was that just now?"

The director muttered, "We didn't arrange for someone in that position, right?" ”

"Leave it alone, just broadcast it."

Hao Ke said, watching the live broadcast traffic go up! I was excited.

No matter who he is, anyway, now he has helped the traffic of his live broadcast room increase a lot!

As long as you don't die, you will die!

But Yan Xiyue's heart tightened when she saw this scene.

"Jiang Bai, they won't be in danger, right......"

She thought to herself.

On the other hand, Jiang Bai has made a lot of progress.

They found that more than half of the room in the back was used as an archive room, and in addition to the original owner's collection, the rest were patient records.

In addition to this, there is a floor plan.

"This is the floor plan for the second floor?"

It was clear to them that after the operation of the psychiatric hospital, most of the rooms on the second and third floors were used as patient rooms.

"Let's see if there are any newspapers."

Jiang Bai was talking, but he heard a scream.

The crowd immediately rushed inside.

Ruan Lingyu held an oil lamp and saw a "corpse".

Hanging in mid-air, it was terrifying.

Jiang Bai has long been accustomed to such scenes.

The corpse is not located in a high position, and it is possible to untie the rope after climbing up to the bookshelf.

Putting the body down, Jiang Bai confirmed that it was a silicone dummy.

"What is the purpose of putting it here?"

Fang Bijin pondered, "It means that someone is hanging here." ”

"It should be the rich man from the previous diary."

Jiang Bai took the kerosene lamp and looked at the "corpse" and spoke, "You see what he is wearing, silk pajamas, the color is similar to the preferences recorded in the diary. ”

Ruan Lingyu also calmed down and thought after taking a deep breath.

"This corpse is well done professionally!"

"You see how calm I am!"

"Who is Brother Bai? Is that the handsome guy? ”

Even the audience was frightened by the scene just now, but Jiang Bai was not afraid. At this time, a large barrage flew by.

"If it's assumed that the rich man committed suicide here, then someone took over the house and sold it to a mental hospital."

Fang Bijin analyzed, "This is the earliest secret of the ancient mansion." ”

"More than that, it doesn't look like he's suicidal."

Jiang Bai said, "If this is the scene restored by the program team, then you see that there are no tools on the ground that can help him commit suicide." ”

He pointed to the ground, it was empty, especially the rope, how did he hang himself so high?

"When I went up and put him down, I had to use the small handle of the bookshelf, not to mention the rope to hang on it."

Jiang Bai explained, shining a kerosene lamp ahead.

Behind the first layer of bookshelves, there is also a platform close to the small second floor, which seems to be another place to read books.

Maybe this rich man usually reads here, and the study outside is only used for office?

Thinking so, Jiang Bai walked up the stairs to observe.

On the small platform on the second floor, there is only a table and chairs with some newspapers on it.

Jiang Bai stood in this position and looked at it, this position was just right to get.

If the rope is knotted from here and then the body is thrown, the same effect can be achieved.

The rich don't commit suicide, they have a lot of clues to find.

If they were to be restored in the room, the newspapers would have been read by the rich man before he died.

"Jiang Bai, what did you find?"

He Dazhuang said and followed.

The remaining two didn't want to stay by the "corpse" any longer, so they followed.

The main kerosene lamp is in the hands of Jiang Bai

"There should be some information in these newspapers."

Jiang Bai said, placing the kerosene lamp in front of the small table.

"Jushan Psychiatric Hospital? Isn't that the one we just saw? ”

He Dazhuang saw the corner of the second newspaper and took it out.

This is the Jushan Psychiatric Hospital, which was destroyed by fire.

They began to flip back in an instant, a total of six newspapers, and forwards were news of the escape of the patient, and the news of the suicide of the attending doctor.

There must be a reason why these newspapers use their front pages to record these events.

Judging from the timing, it didn't seem quite right for these newspapers to put psychiatric hospital news on his headlines every once in a while.

"Do you think it's possible that the psychiatric hospital deliberately released the patient and occupied the house after killing the rich man?"

Ruan Lingyu speculated.

"How can a psychopath commit such a crime?"

He Dazhuang retorted, "Jump so high and hang up the rich? This is Superman! ”

As he spoke, the gloomy atmosphere around him eased slightly.

"Wait a minute, did you feel like you stepped on something when you just walked in the door?"

Jiang Bai suddenly remembered something after touching the paper of the newspaper.

"No, it's the floor."

He Dazhuang said, "What are you talking about? ”

There was no lighting when he entered the door just now, so Jiang Bai couldn't observe what was on the ground.

He immediately stepped down from the small platform and came to the door.

Sure enough, there was a newspaper at the gate.

The kerosene lamp shines up, and the time is the closest relative to the previous ones!

"The rich man mysteriously committed suicide, and the heir is missing!"

The headline in the newspaper made this process clear.

"Who?"

When Ruan Lingyu followed, she found a white shadow flashing on the railing on the second floor.

It's blazing fast!

"Yo? Isn't this Jiang Bai's classmate? ”

Then a familiar voice appeared on the stairs. The dazzling light of the flashlight hit Jiang Bai's face, so that Jiang Bai had to block it.

"I've finished looking for the clues below, and we're going to look for the sheriff on the other side now!"

Murong Yunhai smiled and led the team to walk slowly, "Your movements are a little slow, so I'll give you some hints, and there are more clues at the back door." ”

He believes that the main task of the first day is to find the "sheriff", and without the help of the sheriff, the secrets of this house are impossible to talk about.

"Look at our Brother Yunhai! Don't forget to give clues! ”

"Don't be complacent, our brother Bai is a first-class detective!"

"What a first-class show, just participated in a show!"

"That is to say, without him, wouldn't our Brother Yunhai be able to find out the murderer at that time?"

Jiang Bai and Murong Yunhai met here, and the supporters of both sides in the barrage also quarreled.

It had been three and a half hours since they entered the mansion.

They remember that in the instructions in the data, there will be a group of "ghosts" at 0:00, and most places will be "locked down".

Between 0:00 and 2:00, they must stay in the safe zone.

It's eleven o'clock now, and there's not much time left.

"Let's go."

Murong Yunhai looked at the time, "Time is running out, we have to hurry up and search for the sheriff." ”

They immediately went up to the second floor.

"There's information near the back door, why don't we go and have a look first?"

He Dazhuang said very simply.