It was already midnight, and it was inconvenient to discuss it with Wen Muwei, but it did not prevent Zhang Jianwei from speculating in his heart.

At noon, I wanted to order a plate of mosquito coils in the large living room, but I was told that the mosquito coils could not be used due to moisture, so I asked to get a new box in the room.

In this way, at the very least, Wang Quan knew that there was a problem with this mosquito coil, so he let it be replaced, or rather, the mosquito coil in question was made by him.

The mosquito coil and incense ash in the room today are gone, it should be that he took it away when he and Wen Muwei went to the flue-cured tobacco room, there are also traces of incense ash on the ground of the flue-cured tobacco room, and they were stepped into the mud, at that time, there were four people, only Wang Quan was next to Wang Guoliang's body, and when he was looking for a rope outside to help Zhao Junliang and Wang Hui, there was about five minutes, he was the only one in the flue-cured tobacco room, if the mosquito coil was not burned out and there was any other residue, then, Wang Quan just had time to clean up, the cigarette ash was too small to take away, and he deliberately stepped into the mud, so it was equivalent to destroying the corpse。

I and Wen Muwei slept very hard last night, and when we opened the door early this morning, our heads were not very clear, it seems that it should be the problem of this mosquito coil.

But based on this alone, it cannot be determined that Wang Quan is the murderer, what is going on in this secret room where people are killed.

Zhang Jianwei has strung together all the situations he saw today, but he still has no clue.

When I came back to my senses, I studied this Zixiao system.

The Zixiao Palace in Wudang Mountain is dedicated to the Xuantian God, where did this signature come from, and what is the relationship between this system and the Xuantian God.

Zhang Jianwei picked up his mobile phone to open the search software and clicked on the entry of Xuantian God.

After reading, I grasped two points, first, there are nine heavens in the sky, Xuantian God is the northern water god, Tiansheng is water, and Tianyi is Zixiao, so the palace dedicated to him is called Zixiao Palace, this system is Zixiao system, second, Xuantian God was the Xuanwu God before, and after the first sentence was six days, the six heavens were judged to be the ghost people and the ghost king, and then he was named Xuantian God, which is also similar to the overall goal in the Zixiao system.

To sum up, Zhang Jianwei felt that this system was chosen by Xuantian God, but he didn't know his purpose or why he chose himself.

With a light touch of his hand on his chest, the page resurfaced.

There is not the slightest change, it is the same as I watched it in the morning, except for this countdown, and the day is about to pass.

It will be quiet, see the four options, and wonder what the meaning behind them.

Zhang Jianwei wanted to speculate, but he didn't know whether this righteous value represented experience or gold coins, and what the exchange items used in this mall were, and what the rules of the treasure chest were.

As long as the real culprit is found within three days, the mysteries about the system will be solved one by one. However, I still haven't found the key things.

One night, tossing and turning, barely sleeping for a while, as soon as the morning dawned, I got up and cleaned up, and knocked on Wen Muwei's door.

"What's wrong. Wen Muwei is more energetic today than yesterday, although she is also sleepy-eyed, but the whole person feels like a god, which further confirms Zhang Jianwei's speculation that there is a problem with mosquito coils.

"Didn't you light mosquito coils yesterday?"

"No, I wanted to order it, but I didn't find it when I came in, and the ashes were gone, so I guess the boss cleaned it. ”

"There is a problem with mosquito coils. Zhang Jianwei went straight to the point.

"Come in and say. Wen Muwei glanced at the courtyard, pulled Zhang Jianwei into the room and closed the door.

"Yesterday Zhao Junliang and Wang Hui said that they didn't know what was going on in the flue-cured tobacco room, they didn't drink alcohol, and they wouldn't sleep so deeply normally, the day before yesterday, you and I also slept very well, plus the cigarette ash I found in the flue-cured tobacco room, I speculated that there was a problem with mosquito coils. Zhang Jianwei strung together what he thought last night and told Wen Muwei about it.

Wen Muwei fell silent after hearing this.

"Usually, Wang Quan buys things online, using a mobile phone or a computer. Wen Muwei asked a question that she didn't want to care.

"Computers. ”

"Okay, I got it. ”

"You suspect he bought drugs at night?"

"Possibly, I'll wait a moment to excuse myself on the computer and look at his records. ”

"Now, no matter what drugs he bought, I still can't figure out how he got into the locked flue-cured tobacco room and killed people. Zhang Jianwei frowned.

"You go around today, if there is anything different, maybe his secret is hidden in some inconspicuous corners, but we are negligent. ”

"Okay, I'll take a look. ”

After the two finished speaking, they were silent for a while, Zhang Jianwei said go out to make breakfast and left the room.

made breakfast for everyone, went to the big living room to replace Wang Quan, and asked him to go back to rest.

As she was talking, Wen Muwei came in from outside the door.

"Boss, do you have a computer here, I have to send something. ”

"I had it in my bedroom. ”

"I'm quick, lend me ten minutes. ”

"It's okay, you can use it, the computer doesn't have a password. Although Wang Quan frowned, he did not push down Wen Muwei's request.

"Thank you. Wen Muwei nodded to Zhang Jianwei, said hello, turned from the large living room to Wang Quan's bedroom, and pushed the door in.

"Brother-in-law, it stands to reason that today is the third day of my uncle's death, what should we do. Watching Wen Muwei go in, Zhang Jianwei found an excuse to keep Wang Quan.

"I don't know the rules very well, and people die in vain, what to do and what not to do is still to wait for the old man in the family to come. Wang Quan frowned and replied.

"Yesterday I wanted to burn some paper for my uncle, but I didn't find it, do you have it at home? ”

"No, that's all it needs now, it's not too complicated. ”

"Good. Brother-in-law, today the police are estimated to take away my uncle's body, the old rule of the family, used things must be burned together, do you need me to sort out my uncle's relics? ”

"No need, I'll talk about this when your sister comes, I'll squint first, and then the police will come and call me." Wang Quan said and walked to the bedroom.

"Good. ”

A few minutes after Wang Quan entered, Wen Muwei came out, glanced at Zhang Jianwei, went out and came back to the room first, and after waiting for a while, Zhang Jianwei followed.

"He's smart. Wen Muwei said. "Emptied all browsing history, and even emptied the search history of a certain treasure, I estimate, even the purchase history was deleted. ”

"Didn't you find anything?"

"No, I found it. As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone, and on the mobile phone was a photo of the homepage of a certain treasure, one of which was a good thing recommendation. "Browsing records, search records, and purchase records can be deleted, but he can't delete the big data operation of a treasure, as long as he has searched, browsed and purchased a certain product many times, then a treasure will repeatedly push the same type of product for a long time in the future. ”

Wen Muwei enlarged the screen, and the photo was a good thing recommendation, ether.

Zhang Jianwei studied the Chinese language in college, but it did not prevent him from understanding this knowledge, ether, which is often used as an anesthetic and is volatile.

It's just that now he has doubts about Wen Muwei's identity again, and in just two or three minutes, he found these things inside, if he said that he was not professional, he probably wouldn't believe it.

"Now that the mosquito coil matter has come to an end, we know how my uncle, Zhao Junliang and Wang Hui got into the flue-cured tobacco room, and the next thing that needs to be considered is how Wang Quan killed people and came out. Zhang Jianwei analyzed. "When will the police arrive. ”

"The river is impassable, so we need to use assault boats, which are pulled from the city, and it is estimated that we will not be able to cross the river until noon. ”

"Good. ”

After a short communication here, Zhang Jianwei returned to the large living room, put on three sticks of incense, sat and waited for a while, heard the snoring of Wang Quan inside, exited the room, and prepared to look for something different.

The farmhouse is not big, it is not small, the place to eat is a two-story building, the first floor is a large living room, at this moment there is Wang Guoliang's body, in addition, there is Wang Quan's bedroom, a private room, and a public toilet outside the door.

On the second floor, there are three small private rooms and one large private room.

Directly opposite the small building is a row of bedrooms, all of which are standard room configurations, only one floor, seven rooms, there are many people who come here to eat, and few people to stay, so it is so arranged.

The room opens the window and goes out, not far from the rhinoceros river, and the sight is good.

Between the two buildings is a small courtyard, long and narrow, there are two small gardens, pour the cement by yourself, go to the left along the courtyard, is a row of pavilion buildings, separated by wood and bamboo strips, and 6 private rooms, directly opposite is the kitchen. If you continue walking, you will find the mountain forest surrounded by chicken pens.

Walking further on the right, there is a flue-cured tobacco house and a pile of debris.

Tianyi City farmhouses are basically in this style.

The chicken pen was clear at a glance, there was nothing wrong with it, and the kitchen went in and out several times without thinking there was a problem.

The inside of the accommodation room is clean and tidy, there is nothing wrong with it, and now the private room upstairs and the clutter pile at the back have not been carefully checked.

Zhang Jianwei carefully took the key and went up, looking at it house by house.

The house is not used these days, and it is still the same as before.

I came down from the upper floors and looked around the flue-cured tobacco room, but I still didn't find anything.

There is nothing there in the utility room either.

The more normal it is, the more abnormal Zhang Jianwei feels.