"Huh?"

Zhuang Youjie was stunned, just like his aunt, it looked like he was about to enter the ground, but he was pretending?

That's pretty good, isn't it?

Suddenly, he thought of Liang Yuanque's experience of pretending to be sick in the Shen family.

If you want to say that this pretending to be sick, then Liang Yuanque is an expert among experts, he looked like that at that time, if he didn't know, would he think that he was sick and dying?

No wonder Liang Yuanque offered to help him hire a doctor before, but he had been tempting.

"I'll go," Zhuang Youjie reacted, "With your ability, you can already see it, right?" ”

Liang Yuanque poured hot water into the basin and began to take off his shirt.

"I thought it was strange at first sight, and it wasn't until later, when he coughed in front of me, that I was sure."

The eldest aunt and Liang Yuanqueping usually used different methods, it seems that they should have used some kind of special medicine to make themselves look pale and skinny.

But there is no way to really change Neili's physical condition with drugs, so some of his wheezing and coughing are pretended.

The eldest aunt actually acted very well, and she deceived the Lin family for so many years, and people like Zhuang Youjie can also deceive her.

But alas, he met Liang Yuanque, a very experienced expert in getting sick and feigning illness.

And he may have deliberately "performed" in front of Liang Yuanque in order to cover it, and completely exposed himself.

Zhuang Youjie saw that he had already put hot water, so he wet the towel and carefully wiped his face.

So what was his purpose in doing this? Could it be that he committed these murders of the Lin family? ”

"Abnormal behavior is bound to raise suspicions, and although it is uncertain, his suspicion cannot be ruled out." Liang Yuanqi nodded.

"So what do we do next? Really going to see the corpse tomorrow? Zhuang Youjie thought about it, and he was still a little stunned.

After all, what they have to face is not like the little young master and the old housekeeper who just passed away today, but the corpses that have been buried in the ground, and they may not have become what they have become.

"Or else? If you're scared, stay and wait for me, but I think it's more terrifying to stay in the Lin family anyway......"

Liang Yuanque said, and suddenly found that Zhuang Youjie was silent, and felt the strange eyes he threw at him,

"What are you doing?"

Zhuang Youjie pursed his mouth, and his expression was a little distorted as he watched Liang Yuanque untie his trouser belt, "I, I still want to ask what you are doing?" ”

Liang Yuanque didn't care, and ripped off his belt with a bang.

"I take a bath, I will get sick if I don't take a hot bath after the rain, my body is like this, can't I take care of it?"

Zhuang Youjie shouted, stopping his hand that was about to take off his pants,

"Hey, hey, why don't I go out for activities first, and we'll take turns washing."

"Yes, yes," Liang Yuanque shrugged as he tugged at his pants, "if you don't be afraid to go out on your own." ”

Zhuang Youjie looked at the sky outside the window, and swallowed his saliva,

"Or it's the same as when you went to the toilet before, I'll look up at the sky."

"Feel free to do so, I don't mind anything anyway." Liang Yuanque, who didn't care, took off his clothes and began to wipe his body with a towel.

Zhuang Youjie looked up at the roof very faithfully as promised, there were no electric lights everywhere, and only candles and kerosene lamps could only be used for lighting.

So the room was so dark that the ceiling couldn't see anything clearly, only darkness.

This bath takes a lot longer than going to the toilet.

Zhuang Youjie didn't feel anything at first, but after a while, a sore feeling gradually came from this neck.

"I said, Ah Qi, are you okay, hurry up, okay?" He rubbed his neck and shouted to Liang Yuanque.

"If you can't do it, don't hold it hard, it's all big men, where are you coming from so many generals," Liang Yuanque heard the sound of rushing water, "Haven't you ever washed in the big bathhouse?" ”

"I haven't washed it yet, I'm not used to it." Zhuang Youjie rubbed his neck, trying not to focus on the growing soreness.

To distract himself, he looked as hard as he could at the ceiling, as if trying to see something in the darkness above.

The Lin Mansion adopts the architectural style of traditional craftsmanship, the rooms are very high, the main beams are high on the front, and the surrounding secondary beams are arranged vertically and horizontally.

At this point, Zhuang Youjie really saw something, and there seemed to be something floating on one of the secondary beams near the main beam.

Thinking of the disgusting cases of piles and piles he heard in Lin's house, the back of Zhuang Youjie's head exploded all of a sudden.

"Aojah! Ahh Take a look at the above! He shouted nervously.

"What's that?" Liang Yuanque was concentrating on wiping his back, and he shouted inexplicably.

However, he still followed Zhuang Youjie's words and looked up, but it was very dark and he didn't see anything.

"What? Where is there anything other than the roof? ”

Zhuang Youjie saw that the shadow seemed to float up, and the cold hairs on his back stood up.

"Yes, look closely!"

He didn't care about anything embarrassed at this time, so he rushed over and grabbed the naked Liang Yuan Bird to show him,

"That's it!"

Liang Yuanque looked fixedly, and there was indeed an ethereal shadow swaying slightly.

"No, there can't really be ghosts, right?" Zhuang Youjie was so frightened that he stumbled.

"Don't say such things in front of a detective," Liang Yuanque comforted him, "It's just to scare yourself." ”

"What the hell is that?" Zhuang Youjie himself is not a bold person, especially in such a strange environment.

"Just go up and have a look."

Liang Yuanque shook him off, went to dry his body, and casually put his shirt on his body.

"Pull that chair over and I'll go up and have a look."

Zhuang Youjie hurriedly went to the bar and brought the chair and put it under the "phantom", but the beams were too high, and there was no wall nearby to borrow.

Liang Yuanque had no choice but to stack the chairs on the table again, jump on the chair with his hands, and jump on the spot on the chair again, almost not grabbing the beam.

"I'll go, that's too high." Liang Yuanque grabbed the beam and turned over, jumped on another beam nearby and squatted.

His figure became blurred after reaching this height, and Zhuang Youjie couldn't see his movements clearly, only feeling frightened.

Liang Yuanque half-squatted on the beam, slowly moved in the direction of the "shadow", reached out and grabbed a piece of fabric not far away.

It was an old dark gray coarse cloth, which, judging by the shape of the torn edges, should have been accidentally torn from the clothes.

Liang Yuanque put the fabric under his nose and sniffed it, and asked about the smell of blood that was almost as old as under the wall.

There were still some words vaguely embroidered on the corner of the fabric, but the light on it was too dim for him to see clearly.