Tang Lu took a deep breath and prepared to step into the elevator.

Now he can be sure that Mr. Ke does know something about his case.

At least he knew about the strange black line on Dr. Zhang's arm, so he was able to make up the "black gas flowing under the flesh and skin of the corpse" and draw a nonsense conclusion that it was an "alien biological parasite".

So just now, when I pointed out that the problem was on the corpse's arm, I finally succeeded in attracting Mr. Ke's attention.

Obviously, both parties are insiders, and there is value in exchanging information.

"What are you doing? Do you have the most fundamental qualities? Take an elevator and get on it, and get out if you don't get on. Turn it on and off for a while, let alone waste me 20 seconds!" The middle-aged lady in the elevator full of famous brands suddenly scolded.

"......" Tang Lu didn't want to make any trouble, so he hurriedly got into the elevator and pretended not to hear anything.

"Your time is not valuable, my time is valuable! What a thing, you have to meet such a low-quality crowd when you take an elevator!" the middle-aged lady was still scolding.

The elevator doors close back and start downward.

Teacher Ke and Xiao Lu, as well as this middle-aged lady full of famous brands and a hotel waiter pushing a food truck, plus Tang Lu are a total of five people.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

"Just now you said that the grandmother of the deceased's hometown also passed away not long ago, what happened on the night of the burial?"

Teacher Ke also couldn't stand the scolding of the middle-aged lady, so he approached Tang Lu and asked in a low voice:

"I've said so much, shouldn't Mr. Ke say a little bit too?" Tang Lu kicked back the ball.

"Hehehe, you young man, you don't want to suffer at all. Teacher Ke sneered, and finally said something useful:

"As you know, the bodies of the three deceased in the shooting had a strange black line on their arms that ran from their wrists to their armpits, as if they had been painted with black ink, but they were actually under the flesh. According to the medical examiner, it may be that a black gas is injected into the muscle, or there may be a black blood. ”

In addition to Dr. Zhang, could it be that even the black line on the arm of Old Tang's corpse?

Tang Lu didn't feel too surprised, after all, Lao Tang rushed to Xincheng for medical treatment for this reason.

But on the arm of the corpse in his previous life, could it be that such a strange black line also appeared?

Fortunately, Tang Lu came to his senses in time and opened his mouth to probe:

"Teacher Ke, are you misremembering or are you deliberately trying to test me? Are you really sure that the three corpses have that black line on their arms?"

"This ...... This one...... Hehehe......" Teacher Ke smiled a little embarrassed.

"Young man, it seems that you know a lot! You are right, among the three deceased, only Dr. Zhang and the middle-aged man surnamed Tang had such a black line on their arms, as for the Tang ...... you said Don ......"

"Tang Xuan. Xiao Lu next to her couldn't help but remind.

At least when I saw it, there was no such black line on the arm of this Tang Wanderer's corpse. As for whether there was one later, then I don't know...... The three corpses were dissected by the forensic doctor in a timely manner. ”

Mr. Ke's words are obviously a bit untrue, and they are very different from what is written in the article on his official account.

"Anatomy?"

When Tang Lu heard that the body of his previous life was dissected by a forensic doctor, he always felt very uncomfortable.

If it is known that he is now "borrowing the corpse to return the soul" and has become Yang Wei, who sells chicken steaks, it is estimated that he will also face the fate of being dissected, right?

He wanted to ask again, but the elevator stopped at this time.

Stop at the 20th floor.

"Ding Dong!"

The elevator doors opened, but no one outside came in.

Mr. Ke stood next to the button, so he reached out and pressed the closing button.

The elevator doors closed slowly.

"What are you doing? If you press the elevator and don't come to sit, what kind of low-quality people are these?" the middle-aged lady in the elevator began to scold again.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when the elevator door was about to close, a pale hand suddenly reached into the crack of the door from the outside, preventing the elevator door from closing.

？？？

The five people in the elevator were all taken aback by this scene.

Then the elevator door reopened, and a middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap and a mask on his face stood outside, holding a black satchel tightly in his arms.

He looked at the five people in the elevator, then hurriedly ran into the elevator, and pressed the door close button one by one.

So the elevator door closed again and continued down.

The man in the mask who had just come in finally breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the other five people in the elevator with a vigilant eye, and shrank into the corner alone.

"What do you see, do you know that you are wasting other people's time, you are consuming other people's lives?" the middle-aged lady continued to scold.

The "......" mask man was silent, twisted his head to the side, and stared at the floor of the elevator on the display.

Obviously, this mask man's behavior is a bit sneaky, and most likely he is not a good person.

Tang Lu was a little curious, and wanted to know what was in the satchel he was holding tightly.

But he didn't have the heart to care about anyone else's business right now.

"It's your turn, right? What happened on the night that grandma was buried?" Mr. Ke asked Tang Tao.

"What else can happen? It's just burned!" Tang Lu thought to himself.

But he couldn't tell.

Because this was originally a suspense deliberately made up by Tang Yan, the purpose was to set Mr. Ke's words, of course, he couldn't easily reveal the stuffing.

So Tang Lu moved out of what Old Tang said in the hospital:

At that time, there was an old Chinese medicine doctor who traveled all over the world, saying that the black line on Grandma Tang's arm was actually the legendary unicorn arm that was rare once in a thousand years. As long as this black line is fully formed, the whole arm will become infinitely powerful, and you can tear the devil by hand.

But another master who has worked in the crematorium for more than 50 years does not think so, insisting that this is a sign of corpse change, and that the corpse may be deceived at any time, so he has to rush to cremate Grandma Tang's body.

Just when the two sides were arguing, a strange thing suddenly happened in the morgue......"

Tang Lu stopped abruptly when he said this, and then looked at Teacher Ke and smiled.

"......" Mr. Ke.

He almost broke out!

Fortunately, he is a teacher in the university and an associate professor after all, and he still has basic literacy.

Teacher Ke had no choice but to smile, turned his head to Xiao Lu beside him and said:

"You see, this is what the teacher often tells you, you must leave suspense when writing a story. Don't look at this young man stunned, but he tells the story one by one, and he has a talent for suspense. In the future, you should learn from the teacher and don't let the teacher down. ”

"......" Xiaolu.

All she could do was an embarrassed but polite smile.

Just then, the elevator stopped again.

This time it stopped on the 16th floor.

The elevator doors opened, and no one came in outside.

"What's the situation?" Mr. Ke frowned and poked his head out of the elevator to take a look.

There really is no one.

Then he had to mumble twice and press the close button.

The elevator doors closed normally, and no one showed up at the last minute this time.

"%¥%&#!" The middle-aged lady was so angry that she scolded:

"It's just an elevator, how can there be so many things and so many rotten people?"

No one paid attention to her, and the elevator continued down.

"Young man, it seems we can have a good talk. Why don't you go have a meal together?" Teacher Ke asked Tang Tao.

"Actually, I just want to ask you one question, Mr. Ke. As long as Mr. Ke answers this question, I will tell you everything I know without reservation. Tang replied.

"What's the problem?"

"According to Mr. Ke's article on the official account, the police have been reluctant to expose the results of the investigation of this shooting case for a long time, and may even not continue to investigate, why is this?"

Tang Lu finally got to the point.

Because he has already seen that the teacher in front of him is just a freelance writer after all, who usually collects information on various cases and makes up stories, and writes some messy articles. So even if he knew the details of his case, most of it was gossip that he had found out through his connections, and he couldn't touch the core of the case at all.

And the real core of this case is actually the attitude of the police.

As long as we can figure out why the police perfunctorily or even covered up this shooting case, we can sort out the main line of the whole case and find a general direction.

Teacher Ke was slightly stunned by Tang Yan's question.

Before he could answer, the elevator suddenly stopped again.

15th floor.

Then the elevator doors opened, and still no one came in.

"¥#@&*!" The middle-aged lady in the elevator full of famous brands almost collapsed and scolded.

"Probably...... There are children brought by the guests who are playing, and they deliberately press the elevator to play. The hotel waiter next to him couldn't help it, and explained with a smile.

"What kind of big hotel are you talking about? I think it's just a garbage heap, it's a tomb mountain! What kind of garbage is there living in here? Why don't you just change your name to a guest house? You dare to charge me 600 a night, and next time I will never come to live even if I pay for it!" The middle-aged lady pointed to the waiter's nose and scolded.

As an employee in the hotel, the waiter can only continue to laugh.

Even Teacher Ke couldn't help but curse and pressed the door button heavily.

The elevator goes down again.

"Young man, is this question important to you?" Mr. Ke pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and asked Tang Tao.

"What I know should be enough for Mr. Ke to write two more articles about this shooting, and there is also the possibility of a 100,000+ hit. Tang Xuan remained silent and continued to flicker.

"Hehehe!" Teacher Ke smiled, shook his head and said:

"A young man is a young man, and he's an outsider. No wonder they don't even know this. ”

Perhaps attracted by the suspense made up by Tang Xuan, or perhaps moved by the legendary 100,000+, Mr. Ke finally sighed and asked meaningfully:

"Have you ever heard of 'Dragon Gate'?"