Chapter 1077: Who is the murderer? (four thousand)

Wen Qing looked at the two people in the house. She was very big.
In such a weird and terrible place, neither Chen Ge nor Uncle Huang had any abnormal behavior. She did not know whether she had never seen the market.
After hesitating for a long time, Wen Qing finally entered the house. She did not dare to sit down, but stood behind Chen Ge.
Uncle Huang sat paralyzed on the sofa. He didn't seem to care about Chen Ge at all. He slowly closed his eyes. His body seemed to grow up with the sofa. It really grew up together.
No one bothered, Chen Ge took this rare opportunity to look around.
The architectural layout of this room is different from other rooms. It is much smaller than the normal room. The kitchen and bathroom are together. There is only one bedroom and living room.
"Compared with Wen Qing's house, this room has one less bedroom and kitchen area."
Chen Ge suspected that the source of the odor was from the missing room. He sat on the sofa for a while, and he took time to study the blood on the sofa.
Strange to say, when Chen Ge was sitting on the sofa, those bloodshots were just decorations, but when Uncle Huang was sitting on the sofa, those bloodshots came alive like little snakes, on the stained sofa skin Crawl, looking at the extremely emaciated.
"The bloodshots hidden under the stain in the house can recognize Uncle Huang, they only show another appearance in front of Uncle Huang."
Chen Ge did n’t understand the relationship between Bloodshot and Uncle Huang very much, he wanted to try to ask Uncle Huang, but Uncle Huang seemed to fall asleep, the wrinkles on his face were tightly wrinkled together, without saying a word, his body was deep Stuck in the sofa.
"Chen Ge, Uncle Huang can't help us like this." Wen Qing sighed a little. She had great hopes for Uncle Huang before she came. Unfortunately, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
"You told me before that the house where Uncle Huang lived was rented to him by his boss, right?"
"Hmm, what's up?"
"Who did you and him move to this community first?" Chen Ge asked the next question again.
"Uncle Xiang and I have lived here for a while when I moved to Xiang Nuan. His boss is also very good. Knowing that Uncle Huang has no place to go, he rented this house to him at a very low price."
"Uncle Huang was injured at work. Do you know how much his boss paid him?"
"I don't quite know this, after all, it's Uncle Huang's private business." Wen Qing didn't understand Chen Ge asking what these were doing.
"So in the room, only this room has a different layout than the other rooms, and lacks the area of ​​a kitchen and bedroom ..." Chen Ge walked around the house, his hand sliding on the wall, and finally stopped next to the master bedroom Next to the wall: "According to the architectural layout of your home, there should be a door leading to another bedroom."
Fingertips snapped on the wall skin, and some black and red stains remained in the nails: "The surface is painted with a layer of white paint, and all the black and red dirt is inside."
The main reason why Chen Ge can find this place is because of the odor, which seems to be the only odor he can smell.
Since he entered Uncle Huang's room, he has been looking for the source of the odor, but did not find it. After carefully distinguishing, he came to the place where the odor is the most intense,
"The stench penetrated from the wall."
Chen Ge glanced back, and Uncle Huang still shrank on the sofa. It seemed that no matter what he did, Uncle Huang would not wake up.
"There is a hidden room here, and the odor in the uncle's room originates from here." The fingers kept buckling, the walls were damp and soft, and there were no bricks or cement in the walls, just the dark red unknown.
Half of Chen Ge's fingers had not penetrated the wall, and the touch from his fingertips gradually changed, as if he had touched the thin walls of blood vessels.
Withdrawing his finger, Chen Ge used the Yin pupil to look into the small hole.
There are intricate things like blood vessels in the wall, and Chen Ge also saw an eye in the gaps between the "vessels".
"Are there corpses over the wall?" Opening the backpack, Chen Ge silently took the skull-breaker from the bag.
"What do you want to do?!"
"Smash it."
"We just came in less than five minutes and the owner is still sleeping."
"So now is the best time to start."
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Wen Qing felt that Chen Ge was too irrational. Doing so would definitely offend Uncle Huang, and there would be an enemy for no apparent reason.
While the two were talking, Uncle Huang, who was trapped in the sofa, seemed to have recovered some strength. He turned around and looked hard: "Have you not left yet?"
Seeing Uncle Huang awake, Chen Ge tucked the Skullhammer into his backpack without any trace: "Uncle, do you rent this house?"
"Well, the owner's family doesn't live here. I stay here to help them with housekeeping. It just happens to be a place for me to settle down." Uncle Huang's tone of voice did not change from that of the previous one. The way of speaking is the same and never changes.
"I see." Chen Ge nodded.
"If nothing happens, I won't keep you anymore. I want to go to the bedroom to rest." Uncle Huang slowly stood up, all the blood vessels on the sofa returned to normal, and all the weird things were like never happened.
Shaking his body, Uncle Huang walked to the side of the bedroom. He coughed a few times, seemingly because his body was too weak, and he held the door frame with his hand. He tapped a few times with one finger on the wall beside the bedroom door.
"Help me to bring the door to the door when you leave. Recently I'm getting more and more tired. If you have anything to ask the landlord, he lives on the top floor. But the landlord has a bad temper. Be careful when you ask." Uncle Huang, whose tone has never changed, said the voice a little more when he said the last. He seemed to emphasize the words of caution.
"Then we will not disturb you. If you have any clues, or see the child, you can contact us at any time, we are in this building."
Chen Ge dragged Wen Qing away from Uncle Huang's house, and helped Uncle Huang close the door when he left.
"I found that you really want to do it one by one, just prepared to smash the wall, and now we say go away, we finally found Uncle Huang, at least we should be pestering him to ask something." Wen Qing very It is a pity to say: "He has lived here all the time, and he knows more about the secrets of the community than I know. Such a good opportunity is wasted by you. Why do you suddenly hit the wall? I think Uncle Huang is You were scared. "
"You only saw the first floor." Chen Ge didn't elaborate. He glanced back at mother-in-law. Just now he and Wen Qing entered Uncle Huang's house. The mother-in-law who followed them didn't dare to go in, but kept outside. .
"Shall we go and ask Uncle Huang?"
"No need." Chen Ge couldn't say something directly. He found that Uncle Huang didn't want to help them, but he didn't dare to help them directly.
When I first met Uncle Huang, both Chen Ge and Wen Qing were taken aback by the appearance of Uncle Huang. Frankly speaking, Uncle Huang looked terrible, and all his faces were bite marks.
At that time Chen Ge began to wonder whether Uncle Huang inside the door was different from the outside. The old man actually had a dark and terrible side.
The terrifying appearance, coupled with the pungent stench in the house, it is normal for Chen Ge to make such an inference, but then he gradually discovered that this was not the case.
When he proposed to enter Uncle Huang ’s house, Uncle Huang agreed decisively. Although he spoke slowly, he could not hear any rejection from the tone of his speech, just like Uncle Huang also hoped that someone could enter He is a guest at home.
What is there to see a strange, dirty and messy old man living alone with a stench?
After entering the house, Uncle Huang's performance said that it was normal and normal, but it always made Chen Ge feel a little strange.
Uncle Huang collapsed on the sofa and closed his eyes. He didn't care what the two strangers at home would do.
This made Chen Ge not quite understand. He felt that Uncle Huang was deliberately indulging them to observe their home.
Chen Ge did see the problem, he found that the building area of ​​the house was wrong, and there might be two hidden rooms in the house.
Later, when Chen Ge was about to smash the wall to verify, Uncle Huang woke up "just right". Although he didn't say a word, he could indeed be regarded as that he stopped Chen Ge.
If he did n’t wake up, Chen Ge might hit the wall.
At first glance, this action may be that Uncle Huang is worried about the secret exposure inside the house, but he thinks deeper, why is he doing so to protect Chen Ge and Wen Qing from letting them tear their faces prematurely with the residents in the building.
Later, a small detail of Uncle Huang also made Chen Ge more certain about his speculation. When Uncle Huang walked behind the bedroom door, his finger lightly tapped on the wall next to it, his finger and the one that Chen Ge buckled out The holes are on the same level.
Uncle Huang may want to tell Chen Ge in this way, Chen Ge guesses right, there is indeed something in the wall.
He could not say, nor dare to say, only to remind Chen Ge in this way.
"Uncle Huang should be a good person, but how can a good person live in the door? What does he rely on to survive?"
Chen Ge suddenly remembered what Wen Qing had said before. After Uncle Huang was injured at work, he found himself a job to go to the mortuary to look at the dead body and clean the house.
"Will all the bodies behind that wall be corpses? Uncle Huang is a corpse guard?"
Uncle Huang mentioned the landlord in his last sentence. He also focused on letting them be more careful and connecting to think. Chen Ge's eyes slowly widened.
"Has Uncle Huang been helping the landlord to guard the body?"
Chen Ge himself was shocked by this conclusion he had drawn. He didn't dare to tell anyone about it, and he silently remembered it in his heart.
"From this point of view, the most dangerous person in this building is the landlord, maybe the tragedy of the whole building is related to the landlord."
There are so many terrible things happening in his residential building, the landlord must be one of the insiders, but he did not come out to stop it.
"Perhaps the real landlord is dead, and there are landlords in the body buried behind the wall."
Seizing the backpack, Chen Ge had a plan in mind: "Wen Qing, we are going to find the landlord now. He has the key to go out. He should know the best whether Xiang Nuan left this building."
"Ok."
Wen Qing doesn't know Chen Ge's true thoughts. In fact, Chen Ge is now ready to start his hands with the landlord. The landlord does not yet know of his and Wen Qing's existence and can engage in a sudden attack with the highest success rate.
After a good discussion, Chen Ge and Wen Qing were about to enter the corridor, and a scream suddenly came upstairs.
"What happened?"
"Don't worry, we must first ensure our safety."
Not only Chen Ge and Wen Qing heard that voice, but many tenants also heard the voice.
After the screaming sounded, the sound of the opening of the anti-theft door continued to be heard in the small building, and it seemed that many people had walked out of the house.
"That sound seems to come from the fifth floor."
Chen Ge, Wen Qing, and Mother-in-law slowly walked upstairs. When they reached the third floor, they happened to see the middle-aged man with female underwear hidden in the house.
A simple hello and several people walked up together.
"How did he come out of the house? He doesn't look like that kind of enthusiastic person."
Coming to the fifth floor, Chen Ge found that many people had arrived in the corridor, including college students Xiao Sun and Aunt Ding.
Five or six people were whispering around the door of Room 504, not knowing what was being discussed.
"What happened?" Chen Ge asked Xiao Sun softly.
"Someone was killed! It was at 504!" Xiao Sun's face was pale, and he seemed to have encountered such a thing for the first time.
"The murder?" Chen Ge looked into 504. The living room was covered with blood stains, and the walls were covered with horror patterns drawn with blood.
All furniture was splashed with blood, and a girl was sitting in the pool of blood, crying holding the body of a middle-aged man.
"It was the girl who screamed?"
"I'm just here too." Xiao Sun put his hand in front of his face and watched from his finger.
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Just listening to Chen Ge's description, Wen Qing couldn't stand it a little bit: "It has nothing to do with Xiang Nuan?"
"No, the deceased is a middle-aged male."
"Then I will stop watching."
"Wait for you not to talk nonsense, the situation is not right now." Chen Ge lowered his voice: "The iron door of the corridor is locked, and the key is in the landlord's hand. If the murderer is not the landlord, it should still be in this building, maybe Right beside us. "
Wen Qing understood Chen Ge's meaning and was very careful to stand with Chen Ge.
"The tenants in the building have their own rules. The death of this middle-aged person has alarmed all the neighbors. It is not like the tenants in the building. If the tenants in the building are excluded, those who dare to openly violate the rules in the building, In addition to the landlord, it should be other outsiders. "
Thinking of this, Chen Ge looked at the patterns drawn with blood in the house. He found that most of these patterns were related to curses. He had seen similar paintings in Liwan Town and the old city.