Chapter 225: :Supernatural Variety 25

But in the end, the ruffians were all lying on the ground crying for father and mother, and Guan Weilu became famous for this.
Others have probably heard of this, so they have also learnt to stay away from Guan Weilu. Guan Weilu sullen, looked at the door resolutely, and suddenly kicked the door fiercely.
boom--
With a loud sound, Guan Weilu stepped back several steps, staring at the undamaged door in disbelief.
Zheng Quzhi retracted his gaze in disappointment and sighed: "It seems that this kick is not bad. We should have really met a ghost."
Lin Niansi was silent, and looked at the room with a calm face. They found this small attic as soon as they came up, and unexpectedly, the attic was not locked.
Guan Weilu was the first to enter, and she pushed open the door aggressively and rushed in, followed by Zheng Quzhi, Lin Niansi and Wen Yi. Before they could turn on the light in the room, the door slammed shut.
As a result, several people slapped and shouted in the house, but unfortunately they were all useless. They couldn't hear the movement inside, and they couldn't open the door.
The only comforting thing is that there is a camera in the room, which means that people from the program group have come in, and their every move is under the supervision of the program group.
The show crew was not stupid enough to really keep them locked here for a few days. If people were killed, then the show would really be cold.
"Let's look for clues." Zheng Quzhi considered the language, "Maybe this is deliberately arranged by the program group, and the key may be hidden here."
This small attic looks a little weird. There is an iron cage at the corner of the wall. I don't know what is being raised here. There are still a lot of blood stains on the ground, but it looks like it has been a few years old, and it has dried to purple-black.
"There is a box here." Wen Yi cried.
A few people walked over. The box was an older wooden box with a large lock on the outside to securely lock the box.
"Are people dead here?" Wen Yi fiddled with the big lock a few times, and someone asked weakly.
"Sure." Zheng Quzhi nodded, looked at the blood stains on the ground and on the wall, and sighed: "If these are all real blood, these weights are too personal."
"Could it be a robbery?" Lin Niansi guessed: "The owner was hiding in the attic, but he was discovered and killed by the gangster to his surprise?"
Guan Weilu frowned: "No."
"What's wrong?" If someone else says something wrong, Zheng Quzhi will rebut a few times, but it is different if the other person is Guan Weilu. Guan Weilu and Wei Yan are both kind of arrogant people. What such people say is more reliable. Because they disdain to lie.
There was no emotion in Guan Wei's eyes, and she answered flatly, "Why should I tell you?"
This is for information sharing?
Zheng Quzhi's eyes flashed, suppressing his curiosity, and asked: "Why do we two teams cooperate well, share information, and then let the rewards be evenly divided when the task is completed."
Lin Niansi also had this intention, and when he heard Zheng Quzhi say this, he also echoed: "Yes, if we find clues to complete the task earlier, we can go out earlier."
When she heard this, Guan Weilu nodded and said, "The victim is not the owner of this house."
As soon as these words came out, even Wen Yi was shocked: "Not the master?"
Guan Wei showed expressionlessly and took out a piece of paper from the pocket of her coat, and said lightly: "The master should be the murderer."
"He put the female student in the attic, not to let it," Lin Niansi frowned after reciting the words.
Zheng Quzhi also frowned. When he didn't think of any results, he said to Guan Weilu and Wen Yi: "Lin Niansi found a clue before. The paper said: He told his students that he could give them free tutoring."
After a pause, she told her about her daughter again.
"We also found a room on the second floor. There were blood stains there too. It may be that the master coaxed the student into that room and knocked her out before being locked in the attic." Lin Niansi guessed.
Zheng Quzhi nodded. According to the current clues, the story seems to be more towards this. It's just...what kind of role is the daughter playing in this story?
Everything is still unknown, and what they have to do now is to continue looking for clues, and then go out peacefully.
After confirming that this was the real murder scene, the faces of several people became more scared. After all, it is a place where people have really died. No matter how you look at it, it feels a bit infiltrating.
Reminiscent of the footsteps I heard before...
Several people shuddered in unison.
"The temperature has dropped." Wen Yi said with a trembling voice, and the whole person was cowering, wishing to hide himself in his clothes.
Zheng Quzhi leaned to the small window of the small attic and looked out, a little dumbfounded: "The snow has melted."
The snow fell all morning, and now it starts to melt when the snow stops. Can it be cold?
Outside the house, a shadow looked a little unreal.
Seeing Wen Yi trembling with coldness, Zheng Quzhi hesitated for a few seconds before taking off his down jacket and throwing it over: "Wear it, remember to wear more in the future. Don't go out in a beautiful dress all day long."
If it weren't for Yang Wanli's face, he really didn't want to take off his clothes to Wen Yi. When I just looked at that group of shadows, I didn't know what was going on, but I actually felt the worry from Yang Wanli.
It was obviously because of Wen Yi that he died young, but he was stupid to guard the family, and I don't know if it was really stupid. I dare to say that I am a schoolmaster!
"Thank you." Wen Yi caught the clothes flattered, feeling the residual temperature on the clothes, and couldn't help but lower his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes.
Whether she was sincere or fake, she still sent warmth when she was cold.
Lin Niansi raised his eyes and glanced at Zheng Quzhi, then glanced at Guan Weilu, who was also wearing little but without words, and she took off her coat and handed it to Guan Weilu: "Sister Guan, put it on."
Guan Weilu took a cool look at him, and was about to refuse, when Zheng Quzhi took it and put it on her without refusal, "Sister Guan, don't want face at this time."
Guan Weilu pursed her lips, and nodded towards Lin Niansi, "Thanks."
Thump thump--
Just as the atmosphere eased slightly, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded. Zheng Quzhi's face changed slightly, and he quickly looked to the corner, the iron cage crackled as if being pushed by something.
Wen Yi hid behind Zheng Quzhi like a frightened bird.
Before Zheng Quzhi only thought it was a cage for pets or beasts, but now his heart is cold. Most of that cage was prepared for the female students who came to the villa. It was still at the same age, but in the end died here.
The cage was still crackling.