Huizhou, Fei City!

West Changjiang Road, in an ordinary residential area.

An ambulance!

A police car!

Voices echoed throughout the community.

Around the staircase, there are dozens of people watching the excitement.

And more people are on the balcony of their own homes, watching this scene curiously.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, it looks like there's a dead person on the 8th floor!"

"Love killing? Or murder? ”

"Who knows! I seem to have seen that person before, often mysteriously carrying a cardboard box in. ”

"yes, I've seen it too, sneaky."

"Do you think you're sucking D?"

"No, it doesn't look like it, isn't it that coin? I've heard my son say that it's worth a lot. ”

…………

The crowd was talking and was using their super imagination.

Comparable to a modern-day version of Sherlock Holmes.

In a room on the 8th floor, a young man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old was lying on the floor.

His face was hideous, and he looked very painful.

But man was no longer conscious, as if dead.

On the surrounding beds, cabinets and halls, there are all kinds of exquisite bottles and cans, as well as some calligraphy and paintings.

Several medical staff in white coats were squatting there to examine the young man's body.

In the hall...

A policeman glanced at the ID card in his hand, then at the nervous short and fat young man in front of him, and then asked.

"Your name is Zhang Xiaotao, right? What is your relationship with Yang Xiaole? When did you find out about this? What were you doing before the incident? ”

"Hmm. Xiaole and I are friends, I used to deliver goods outside, and I came over around five o'clock. ”

Zhang Xiaotao finished speaking nervously, and hurriedly explained: "By the way, after I saw this situation, I didn't move anything except to see if Xiaole had anything to do, and then immediately called you and 120, you can look at the call time, and the monitoring of the community, I came back for a few minutes." ”

If this was a murder, even relatives would not be able to escape the punishment of the law, so he hurriedly explained it clearly.

The police didn't say anything, but said, "We will investigate this clearly, can we contact his family?"

"We grew up in an orphanage, and we had no family except for the superintendent's grandfather."

"So what did you do before? Has he had a vendetta against anyone lately? ”

"After graduating from high school, I went out to work, wasn't it an epidemic in the past few years? We're back.

In the past two years, we have been doing live broadcasts, watching things for others, and sometimes handing things back.

As for what you said about having no enemies......"

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaotao thought for a moment, and then shook his head: "This doesn't seem to be there!" I'm basically with him, and I haven't heard of him having a grudge against anyone! ”

The police took a look at the various antiques, cultural toys, jade, calligraphy and paintings placed in the room.

Frowning at him, he asked, "Are you reselling cultural relics?" Or is it a tomb robber? ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaotao was startled and hurriedly waved his hand:

"No, no, comrade policeman, that's illegal, how can we do it?

These things are all collected in the antique market, most of them are handicrafts, and some of them are not very old.

There are indeed a few years old, but none of them reach the level of cultural relics.

You can take this and check it out. We...... We looked it up online. ”

The policeman nodded.

Just as he was about to continue the questioning, the medical staff inside hurriedly brought out a stretcher.

Lying on it was Yang Xiaole in Zhang Xiaotao's mouth.

Without waiting for the police to speak, the medical staff led by him said quickly:

"The person is not dead, the initial suspicion is brain death, and the hospital needs to be rescued immediately, and the specific situation can only be known after being examined by the hospital."

"Alive? Great, you guys send it quickly! What if there is still salvation! ”

Zhang Xiaotao was happy when he heard that the person was not dead, and hurriedly urged the other party to go downstairs.

With the consent of the police, the medical staff carried the person on the cart at the door and pushed the cart towards the elevator entrance.

When the policeman at the head heard that he was not dead, he said to several other people: "Dongzi, you take a look here, I will go to the hospital with them, and call me immediately if there is any result." ”

When one of them heard this, he nodded and agreed: "Okay, you go first, let's take a look here." We will meet you at the hospital in a moment. ”

Then the crowd dispersed.

Zhang Xiaotao left the room with the police, and he didn't know what to do with the rest.

And at this moment, in a place that no one could see, there was a figure floating in the air.

If anyone could see it, they would be frightened at once, because he looked exactly like the man lying on the stretcher.

Yang Xiaole looked at the scene below and didn't make a sound.

He had experimented many times before, and he couldn't get back to his original body.

As for his cries, no one could see his presence, let alone respond to him.

It's as if he's just air.

Then he looked over his head.

At this point, something hovered above his head.

It glows pale cyan.

This thing looks like a hill carving!

The material looks like green jade.

A thatched house.

A piece of farmland.

A well. The rest is some carvings of pines and cypresses.

It looks very meaningful.

I was studying this thing just now, and suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my brain.

He was in pain.

After struggling for a while, he struggled himself out.

He didn't have much time to look at it, because he still had a glimmer of hope that he would come back to life.

He didn't want to die yet.

A few people went out of the gate and just came to the elevator, and the elevator happened to come up.

Inside stood an old white-haired man dressed in ordinary clothes.

"Excuse me."

The medical staff didn't pay attention to the old man, thinking it was a stranger, shouted and carried the person directly into the elevator.

"Grandpa Dean!"

Zhang Xiaotao saw the old man in the elevator at a glance and hurriedly greeted him.

He was then pushed into the elevator by the police.

After coming in, the old man looked at Yang Xiaole lying on the stretcher, and asked with a calm face, "What's wrong with Xiaole?" ”

Zhang Xiaotao shook his head when he heard this, "I don't know, it was fine before, I went out and came back, and he came back like this." ”

When the old man heard this, his brows furrowed: "Xiaole didn't have any illness before, how could this be?" ”

After speaking, he asked Zhang Xiaotao: "You say, did you do something unserious and were beaten??" Otherwise, how could you give me so much money before. ”

Zhang Xiaotao smiled bitterly when he heard this: "Grandpa Dean, we really haven't done anything bad!" Comrade police are still here! We just slap the palm of our hands for others, look at things, and earn some living expenses.

The money is all clean!

You beat us to death with this stick, and we can't wash it away by jumping into the Yellow River! ”

"As far as your three-legged cat's kung fu is concerned, you have studied it for two or three years, what kind of eyesight can you have, and you are not fooling people?"

Hearing the old man's words, Zhang Xiaotao scratched his head a little embarrassed.

It wouldn't be wrong to say that.

Then he muttered: "The antique industry is like this, it all depends on eyesight, even those experts in the museum also have eyes?" How can this be called deception! ”

The old man shook his head when he heard this, and said nothing more.

Some things are not illegal, but they are against morality, but in this materialistic era, no one can say whether it is right or wrong.

Something you love me.

Elevator over.

Yang Xiaole floated in mid-air, looking at the two people who were talking.

One is the only friend who is considered to be his heart, and the other is a relative who has watched him grow up since he was a child.

Since I was a child, I was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

In the orphanage, although he is not one of those who bully, but all along, the fight has never been less.

However, the old dean has always been close to him.

For his temper, he didn't worry a lot, and personally taught him to practice calligraphy, play chess, and learn musical instruments, all of which were to soothe his restless heart.

However, he is young and vigorous, and the effect is not very obvious.

"Hey......"

Yang Xiaole sighed, looked at 'himself' on the stretcher, and thought about whether to try again.

Just as he was about to make the next move, a wave of dizziness swept over him.

After looking at his body, it seemed that his body was drifting towards the jade mountain.

Seeing this scene, he panicked for a while: "Hey, don't, man, I feel like I can still save it." Don't catch me. ”

"Brother Jade! ……”

"Jade Ancestor ......"

After shouting a few times without response, he felt weaker and weaker.

In a hurry, he could only scold at the slope: "Grass and mud horses...... You bastard, let me go! ”

As soon as his words fell, a misty mist erupted from the jade.

Before he could react, he lost consciousness.

The world was plunged into darkness.