The faces of those present were surprisingly ugly.

There is a ghost weapon, but it can't take effect......

Doesn't that mean that none of them have a chance for trial and error?

"I'm not entirely sure this is a ghost weapon, is it?"

"Perhaps, Li Qian will have an accident because she got this thing."

In the crowd, some people questioned the idea of the honest man.

"Go to a few people to find a landlord."

"Let's keep watch over this place first."

"The body should not disappear anytime soon."

"Who's going to the landlord?"

The speaker glanced at the people present, and no one spoke first.

It seems that the people who come in are more sophisticated.

Not long after they entered this door, the 'murderer' behind them had already launched an attack on them, which meant that they would be in danger every minute and every second of the next moment!

Going to a landlord will undoubtedly increase their risk.

Before things are figured out, who wants to take a risk for nothing?

But just when everyone was silent, a male voice suddenly sounded:

"I'll go find the landlord."

The crowd followed the sound.

It was Ning Qiushui.

He pointed to the corpse in the room and said:

"You look at it."

"I'll be back in ten minutes at most."

When they saw someone who dared to shoot the first shot, they were naturally happy to sit back and enjoy it.

After finishing speaking, Ning Qiushui and Bai Xiaoxiao walked downstairs.

The landlord, Wang Fang, lives in 210.

It doesn't take much time to go downstairs.

Bai Xiaoxiao followed behind Ning Qiushui, a little curious:

"Qiushui, I'm afraid it's not safe to go downstairs at this point."

Ning Qiushui replied:

"It's not safe anywhere."

After a pause, his expression flickered.

"I'm more inclined to the man's guess...... Li Qian must have seen or discovered something before she died, so she took out the ghost weapon and held it in her hand, but the ghost weapon did not take effect and failed to save her! ”

Hearing this, Bai Xiaoxiao's back faintly flashed with some coolness.

"Why do ghost weapons ...... Not in effect? ”

Ning Qiushui was silent for a moment and said in a low voice:

"There are only two possibilities."

"First, Li Qian did commit suicide."

"Second, Li Qian did not commit suicide, but killed Li Qian's ...... It's not a ghost. ”

Bai Xiaoxiao thought about everything before, and also realized that something was wrong.

That's ...... Cai Kou, who was in the same room as Li Qian, had a lot of blood on his face, and it was not like what he described, Li Qian threw it over with a blood-stained knife.

How much blood can you get on a knife?

"Could it be...... Cai Kou killed Li Qian? ”

As soon as this thought surfaced, Bai Xiaoxiao herself was startled.

"No...... right"

"It shouldn't be Cai Kou."

"Otherwise, if he kills Li Qian, Li Qian will definitely turn into a ghost and come back for revenge."

"And because of the direct attack, Li Qian's speed of turning into a powerful ghost will be very fast, but we were there for a while just now, and we didn't see Li Qian come back for revenge, so Li Qian shouldn't have been killed by Cai Kou."

"But since he didn't kill him, why does he have so much blood on his face?"

Bai Xiaoxiao felt that her mind was a little messy.

She told Ning Qiushui her thoughts, and the latter said:

"If Cai Kou is not a trickster, all this can be explained, but I think it is very unlikely that Cai Kou is not a trickster, because this is the sixth door, and there should be many cautious and smart people, and the 'aborigines' will easily show their feet when they get in......

At this point, the conversation stopped.

Before they knew it, the two had arrived at the door of 210.

Ning Qiushui knocked lightly on the door.

Knock knock!

Inside the door, no one answered.

Ning Qiushui frowned, raised his hand and knocked again.

Knock knock!

Still no one answered.

The two outside the door glanced at each other and saw the strangeness in each other's eyes.

What's going on?

The landlord is out of the house?

After hesitating for a long time, Ning Qiushui stretched out his hand again and was about to knock on the door, but the door of 209 next door opened, and an old woman with thinning hair walked out with a bag of garbage.

She looked at Ning Qiushui and the others standing at the door of 210, stunned for a moment, and a trace of curiosity flashed in her cloudy eyes.

"You are ......"

Ning Qiushui replied:

"Hello, we are tenants of Yutian Apartment, is the landlord who lives in 210 out?"

When the old woman heard this, she was stunned for a long time on the spot, and her face was confused.

“210？”

"What are you talking about...... 210 hasn't been inhabited in years. ”

As soon as her voice fell, the faces of the two of them changed suddenly!

"210 has not been inhabited for a long time?"

The old woman nodded.

"Hmm."

"I'm the only one living on this floor, and the apartment is very old, and there are no new people moving in."

As she spoke, she closed the door and prepared to leave with the garbage.

Seeing this, Bai Xiaoxiao stopped her again:

"Old woman, may I ask, do you know where Wang Fang lives?"

Hearing the words Wang Fang, the old woman's body was obviously stagnant!

Wang Fang...... Such a familiar name. ”

She muttered to herself.

"I think I've heard ...... somewhere"

After thinking for a moment, she shook her head.

"I can't remember, anyway, there is no such person as Wang Fang in the apartment now."

With that, she left.

Looking at the old woman's back, Ning Qiushui and Bai Xiaoxiao inexplicably felt a chill slowly rising from the soles of their feet.

There is no such person as Wang Fang?

So who gave them the keys?

Ghost?

Or did the woman lie to them from the beginning, she was not called Wang Fang at all and did not live in 210?

Many doubts surfaced in my mind.

Bai Xiaoxiao's voice carried some hesitation:

"Qiushui, should we go in?"

Ning Qiushui came back to his senses, and he knew that Bai Xiaoxiao was referring to room 210.

He looked at the time and tried to push the door.

Ka –

The yellow lacquered wooden door looked locked, but it was so old that when you pushed it, the lock fell directly to the ground, and a strong smell of dust and wooden furniture came to your face.

In the room, the curtains were closed, they hadn't been opened in I don't know how many years, and there was a thick layer of dust and cobwebs everywhere.

Seemingly...... The old woman wasn't lying.

This room, indeed, is not occupied.

Slowly walking into the room, Ning Qiushui picked up the door lock on the ground that had been completely corroded by rust, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, a voice that made his scalp tingle suddenly sounded in front of him:

"What are you looking for from me?"