While thinking, he changed his clothes, changed his clothes, habitually ran to the kitchen to prepare the guests' breakfast, and also wanted to make something to eat for Wang Quan, before he entered the door and met Wen Muwei who was going out.

"Zhang Jianwei, I have something to say to you. Wen Muwei grabbed Zhang Jianwei and dragged him into the kitchen, saying.

"You say. Zhang Jianwei pulled Wen Muwei's hand away and stood a little farther away.

"I told my cousin about the situation here, and I urgently contacted the police station in the town, but the heavy rain washed away the pontoon bridge, and people couldn't pass, so in order to provide first-hand information, my cousin asked us to send him the situation at the scene first. Wen Muwei explained. "The boss will be in the big living room, it's not good to disturb, those two people are locked in the house by you, they may be murderers, I'm a little scared alone, so you have to accompany me to the scene to see." ”

"Good. Zhang Jianwei thought about it, no matter what Wen Muwei's cousin thought, but as the undertaker of the task, he really should go and see what the problem was, so he directly agreed.

"Then I'll go. Wen Muwei said.

Zhang Jianwei didn't speak, nodded.

The rain outside almost stopped, and after the rain stopped, a thin layer of fog began to appear, and the heavy dark clouds in the sky finally began to whiten, almost half past seven, Wen Muwei was excited and nervous to walk in front, Zhang Jianwei followed closely.

The two of them first arrived at the flue-cured tobacco room.

There were no lights, no windows, and no light sources in the flue-cured tobacco room, so the two took flashlights and shone them little by little, and Wen Muwei took a video with her mobile phone at the same time.

The three days of heavy rain, even though no rain poured in, still made the place slippery and sticky, and there were faint footprints left when stepped on the ground.

The two carefully distinguished the footprints on the ground, large and small, intricate, but counted carefully, there were only five people, each person's sole pattern was different, two small and three, combined with the height of everyone, two small, should be Zhao Junliang and them, three big, should be Wang Quan, Wang Guoliang, Zhang Jianwei three people, but the footprints on the ground are stepping on one by one, and I can't see the direction.

But there were two strange marks on the ground, as if something had been dragged, but if you looked closely, there were also footprints on them, which were probably left before.

Immediately after Wen Muwei turned around to shoot the door, there was a bright buckle on the door panel, and there was an ancient bolt on it, a ring on the door, a hole in the wall, a piece of wood inserted into the wall from the ring, and a piece of wood on the ground, the size of which should be the inner bolt of this door.

Walking in from the door, I arrived at the place where Wang Guoliang was killed, there was a brick thrown on the wall, which was stained with blood, no accident, this was the murder weapon, the two did not move, they shone with a strong flashlight, and took a lot of photos and videos.

That's exactly what happened.

"Zhang Jianwei, hurry up, hurry up!" Wen Muwei suddenly remembered something.

Hurriedly shouted Zhang Jianwei, Zhang Jianwei chuckled in his heart, didn't know what was going on, ran out of the flue-cured tobacco room with Wen Muwei, trotted all the way to the room, Wen Muwei locked the door, covered her chest, and gasped for breath.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Jianwei asked strangely.

"Do you remember, the door of the flue-cured tobacco room is also locked on the outside. ”

The fog outside gradually thickened, drifting into the courtyard little by little, hovering over the room, between the mountains and forests.

"My brother-in-law broke the lock, I remember. Zhang Jianwei followed Wen Muwei's train of thought, thinking of this secret room that was locked inside and out, and his face changed. "So, here, there is someone else, the seventh man?"

"How did the three of them get in?" Wen Muwei asked again.

"I'll have to ask them. Zhang Jianwei thought a lot.

In the big living room, Zhao Junliang said that the three of them also found the door together to go out, it can be seen that Wang Guoliang was still alive at that time, but how did they get in, how did the current situation appear, how did Wang Guoliang die, and the questions in Zhang Jianwei's heart were one after another.

"I'm with you, this will happen just now, they will definitely not be able to think of any impeccable answer, the murderer must be here, and they can't be given a chance to confess and make up for their excuses. Wen Muwei picked up her phone.

"What the hell do you do. Zhang Jianwei suddenly had a strong curiosity, a strange sense of familiarity, but he just couldn't remember who it was.

"I'm a writer and I write ghost stories. Wen Muwei glanced at Zhang Jianwei.

"Oh. Although Zhang Jianwei was full of doubts, he still responded to her.

The two of them didn't say much, and went to Zhao Junliang's room first.

Their rooms are at both ends of the corridor, Wen Muwei's room is in the middle, in front of it is a small courtyard, and beyond the courtyard is a large living room, dining room and kitchen.

Zhao Junliang was tied with his arms behind his back, as if he was a little frightened when he saw Wang Guoliang's tragic situation, and it may have been tortured by a night of wind and rain, which would be pale, sitting on the bed, looking at the floor with blank eyes.

Zhang Jianwei opened the door from the outside, the two went in, locked the door, Wen Muwei turned on the mobile phone, turned on the camera, and faced Zhao Junliang, Zhang Jianwei moved two chairs, and the two sat down face to face with Zhao Junliang.

"She's a policeman, what happened last night, why did you kill my uncle, you can explain it clearly. Zhang Jianwei saw that Wen Muwei didn't mean to speak, so he asked first, pointed at Wen Muwei, and directly gave her an identity without asking for her opinion.

"I didn't kill it, it wasn't me, I didn't dare to kill anyone, it wasn't me. "As a northerner, Zhao Junliang is only less than 1.7 meters tall, so he looks very weak, and there is no blood on his face because of what happened last night, which is particularly pitiful.

Curled up on the bed, staring, and talking in a panic.

"It's not you, or who, you will say in the big living room that the three of you went to look for the door together last night to get out, it can be seen that my uncle is still alive, the door is locked inside and out, outsiders can't get in, you can't get out, it's not who else can you be." Zhang Jianwei shouted.

"It's really not me, I fell asleep with Wang Hui last night, woke up in the flue-cured tobacco room, there was no light at all, I couldn't see anything, your uncle took us to find the door, but the door was locked from the outside, no one came after knocking for a while, and I couldn't push it open, the flue-cured tobacco room was cold and dark, I fell asleep again, and then woke up Wang Quan came to knock on the door, what happened during this period, I don't know anything, I really don't know anything. Zhao Junliang's little memories seemed to have turned on some emotional switch, and he would cry while trembling and intermittently telling the story of the matter.

"You were taken out of your room last night, didn't you feel anything at all?" Wen Muwei asked.

"I didn't know anything, and by the time I reacted, I was already in the flue-cured tobacco room. Zhao Junliang cried. "Someone is trying to harm me, someone is trying to harm me. ”

"You and my uncle went out last night, what happened. ”

"That will be confused, woken up by your uncle, and then he told us that this will be in the flue-cured tobacco room, take us to the door, but the door can't be pushed out, I don't know who wants to harm us, afraid that the person will come, your uncle found the deadbolt inside and locked the door, and then he was in a daze, and fell asleep towards the door, and then he didn't know anything. After Zhao Junliang vented, he barely recovered a little bit of energy, and his whole body was still trembling, but his speech was also coherent.

"You want to be careful. Zhang Jianwei stood up abruptly and drank loudly.

"I really don't know anything, I don't know anything anymore. Zhao Junliang collapsed again.

In fact, Zhao Junliang, Zhang Jianwei has known each other since he was a child, and he and Wang Hui have been smokers for a long time, they are both from the same town, and they know a little bit.

Usually, in order to exchange money, they do a lot of things like stealing chickens and dogs, but firstly, their physique is very weak because of smoking a lot, and secondly, the two of them are not very bold, but they have not done anything hurtful.

This time I came to the farmhouse here, saying that I had money to enjoy, but Wang Guoliang didn't want to receive it, and I always felt that it was wrong, but Wang Quan felt that as long as he gave money, he didn't make too much trouble for himself, so he charged twice the accommodation fee, and accepted it despite Wang Guoliang's objections.

As a result, when it rained heavily, the road section was blocked, and it was impossible to go down the mountain, so these things happened.

"My cousin said that you were going to sell drugs, and my uncle heard it, are you trying to kill him!" Zhang Jianwei took a step forward, more than one meter and eight meters tall, and blocked Zhao Junliang, who was huddled together.

"No, no, I just found a few subordinates, I haven't done it yet, even if the police arrest me, I won't be sentenced, I don't have to kill anyone, it's not me, it's not me. It's Wang Hui, he killed it, he went to pick up the goods, he was afraid that people would find out, it was him, it must be him. Zhao Junliang shouted hysterically.

"You have a good time remembering what happened last night, and I will ask Wang Hui again, if your confession cannot be submitted, then someone must have lied. Wen Muwei straightened her body and behaved more like a policeman.

"I'm not lying, it's not me, it's not me. Zhao Junliang was about to stand up as he spoke, but Zhang Jianwei grabbed him, glanced at him fiercely, and opened the door with Wen Muwei to go out.