: The relationship between man and ghost (14)

At the same time, Zheng Yingying and Wang Ranran were both looking for rivers.
The Tongtian Tower is very tall and has 150 floors. Zheng Yingying broke in from the ground floor, Wang Ranran searched down the 170th floor, and the river was detained on the 99th floor.
However, after President Lin’s shot, the so-called number of floors lost meaning, because the Tongtian Tower came alive, the walls flipped, the rooms moved, traps everywhere, and passages everywhere.
Wang Ranran, who was originally on the top of the 100th floor, accidentally fell below the 20th floor, and met with the fastest wave of rebels. The two sides disagreed and opened fire directly.
Throughout the entire Tiantian Tower alarm bell, many people wanted to escape, but the gate was closed. An angry wise brain wants to catch the traitor, and won't let anyone leave before catching it.
Zheng Yingying changed his identity along the way. At first, President Lin could still observe her position through the inspection eye, but the brain system was invaded, which will inevitably affect the individual surveillance eyes to fail temporarily, and Zheng Yingying moved again. Too fast, too frequently, and soon he lost Zheng Yingying's whereabouts.
But at this time, President Lin is most concerned about attacking the brain system. As long as the brain system is okay, he will always be invincible, and this person will obviously not be Zheng Yingying.
This is a race against time. Whoever can reach the finish line first will be the winner.
In Yongye City, it was already dawn, and Tangcuo finally found out the message of Tu Siye. But what he found was not the address of Tu Siye, but Paramount, which was also Tu Si’s industry.
The Bailemen in the day was not open yet, Tang Cuo sneaked in through the side window and touched the exclusive room on the second floor. The room is not very large, but it is extremely luxurious, with high-grade cashmere rugs, a full-wall wine cabinet, and a crystal chandelier that is worth seeing at a glance.
To Tangcuo's surprise, he found a photo frame with the back facing up in the drawer of the bedside table. When he picked it up, he took a photo with him.
To be precise, Chai Fei took a picture with Lord Tu. The photo of Chai Fei is not very young, about 15 or 6 years old, dressed like a guigui young master standing behind Tu Si, and Tu Si is wearing a beautiful embroidered gown sitting on the Taishi chair, very rich.
Like father and son.
If their relationship is so true, why did Chai Fei die? Chai Fei wanted to kill his parents in a big way, so he was killed by his biological father? Or did Lord Tu Tu borrow money from Hai Yi and didn't expect to kill his own son in the end?
The key is, if Chai Fei is really the son of Tu Siye, why would he live upstairs as teacher Gu as a private detective?
Tang Cuo had no more evidence and could not judge for a while. Putting down the photo, he was about to look elsewhere, and suddenly heard footsteps and speech in the corridor outside.
"Don't you say that Professor Gu has developed a new product some time ago? Why hasn't there been any movement?"
"Whisper, this is a secret..."
"Isn't it just us two?"
"Only the two of us can't do it. There is ears in the next wall. If the fourth master knows, be careful of your life..."
Between the two, the two walked away. Tang Cuo was thinking about the name "Professor Gu" in his heart. What does it have to do with Gu Huai? From the dialogue point of view, Professor Gu is the one who developed Haiyi Na.
If Professor Gu is Teacher Gu, then Chai Fei will live upstairs to explain that he is monitoring this person.
Thinking of this, Tangcuo searched again and again to make sure there were no other clues, and immediately rushed to Jixiangli to meet Jin Cheng. Coincidentally, he met Su Miaomiao and Meng Na Lisa again, the two sitting in a cookie shop on the street.
"Hi." Meng Na Lisa greeted him blushing, Su Miao Miao looked a little stubborn, lying on the table and waving only to him.
"Exchange clues?" Tang Cuo opened the door.
"In exchange, we were chased and killed by ogres for one night." Su Miaomiao patted her cheeks, and then she was a little sober. She continued: "This plot is very evil. Do you want to take the fly? "
Meng Na Lisa: "We really haven't found any plot line this time, but look over there."
In the direction pointed by Meng Na Lisa, Tang Cuo saw a waiter in the cake shop. Meng Na Lisa whispered: "This person has been killed by us at night, and it appears like no one else during the day. It can be seen that in the state of eating at night, killing is not killing, just an illusion, wait until the next one At night, he will continue to eat people."
Tang Cuo: "So?"
Mena Lisa smiled: "If he was killed during the day, would he die completely?"
Tang Cuo: "Do you want to start?"
Mena Lisa: "I just talk."
Su Miaomiao was not used to this hidden machine front conversation, and directly said: "Whether you want to speak straight, be happier. But I think even if we don't do it, someone will definitely try it."
Tang Cuo looked out of the window and walked across the street with several players. The hands hidden in his sleeves held weapons and looked alert. Su Miaomiao is right. With so many players participating in the game, someone will definitely choose to do it during the day. But there are so many npcs in the city, unless they are all killed, otherwise it is useful to kill a few, dozens, even hundreds.
The three said a few words and then separated, without delaying each other.
Tang Cuo returned to Jixiang and was catching up with the old lady of the landlord for breakfast to coax the grandson to eat. It was a plate of fragrant croquettes, plus a cup of red drink resembling watermelon juice. The little grandson was reluctant to eat it. She had to chase her behind and kept coaxing him in one by one.
Jin Cheng appeared at the stairs and waved at him.
"What did you find?" Tang Cuo stepped forward.
"A list." Jin Cheng followed him to the second floor, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over, "found it in the teahouse where Gu Huai often went."
"A normal middle school teacher often goes to the teahouse to listen to drama?"
"It's not true, he can order instruments and go there as a musician to earn some extra money. This list is hidden in the instruments. If I keep my eye on it, I can't easily find it."
Tang Cuo immediately opened the paper, and after a while, pointed to the two names above and said, "Su Miaomiao and Meng Na Lisa, I have seen them just now."
Jin Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Why are you so destined with them?"
Tang Cuo declined to comment.
Jin Cheng strode in front of him and opened the door for him personally, showing his gentlemanly manner. He didn’t continue to struggle on this issue either. He entered the house, closed the door, and said, "There is also me on the list. This looks like a "Schindler's list", or maybe a list called "Gu Huai". Righteous, kill people."
"Master Tu?"
"Yes."
"That might be Chai Fei's father."
"Ok?"
An uncertain clue cannot be explained. Tang Cuo read the list again and said, "The people on the list should have died a lot, but there is no way to verify them one by one. The question now is, what is the relationship between Gu Huai and Professor Gu, and what is Chai Fei? dead."
Jin Cheng touched his nose, "I think Bacheng is also the father-son bureau. As for how Chai Fei died... I came back ten minutes earlier than you. Guess what I saw?"
Tang Cuo: "?"
Jin Cheng: "The medicine jar downstairs, I saw him secretly pour the medicine out of the window while his mother didn't pay attention, and spilled it all over the flower bed underneath. I've inquired that he is sick, and should not eat meat and fish You can’t smoke, you don’t leave home, and you rarely contact outsiders."
That being said, there is very little Hai Yi that can be reached by the medicine jar, at least he will not easily control and lose his mind. Living in the same building, Chai Fei's death, maybe he can know something.
Tangcuo made a decisive decision and walked to the window to look down. "The window below is the one of the medicine jar?"
"Yes." Jin Cheng came over, "but the mother-in-law is watching him for almost 24 hours, and we want to ask questions alone, it is difficult."
"Then your mother."
"Cool."
Just do it.
The way to enter the door is very simple. Jin Cheng only needs to tell the mother of the medicine jar as a teacher. He saw a method of treating her son in a foreigner's book and wanted to tell her that she naturally asked him to enter.
The moment the door closed, Jin Cheng backhanded the woman with a knife and put the woman down, and then the next silent enchantment, simply neat.
"Mother!" The medicine jar widened its eyes.
"Hush." ​​Jin Cheng turned his head to smile with a goodwill. "Don't be afraid, I'm Gu Hua who lives upstairs. Your mother has nothing to do, I just want to ask you a question, afraid she is awake, no Let me talk to you."
After finishing the speech, Jin Chengjing walked to the window and pushed the window to look at Tang Cuo outside. "What's new?"
Tang Cuo squatted on the ground, twisting the dirt on his fingers, and said, "Looking like this, the days of pouring medicine should not be long. It only started recently."
"You, who are you talking to?" The medicine jar is a large living person, but no ghosts can be seen. Seeing Jin Cheng talking to the outside air, he was frightened with cold sweat and a pale face.
"Injustice demands death." Jin Cheng successfully used four words to force people to the corner, and then a series of questions pressed down, "Why do you suddenly refuse to take medicine? What are you afraid of? Living in the attic Weichai Fei, do you know? What were you doing the night he died? What did your mother do?"
"I don't know, I don't know..." The medicine jar shook his head and shrank from the corner of the wall, and suddenly coughed violently, pulling the clothes on his chest.
Tang Cuo immediately took out a therapeutic agent and handed it to Jin Cheng. Jin Cheng understood and strode forward to give him a potion of therapeutic agent, squatted down, and looked at him gently, saying: "Look, I have Medicine, as long as you cooperate, I will give you."
"Medicine! Medicine!" The medicine jar stopped coughing, and his eyes burst into joy, staring at the medicine bottle in Jin Cheng's hand as if looking at some rare treasure. He subconsciously reached for it, but Jin Cheng raised his hand again.
"Don't worry. Tell me, what happened that night?"
"I, I..." The medicine jar finally recovered a little calm, and hesitated again. After a long time, he finally said: "I really don't know, I couldn't sleep in bed that day, and suddenly I heard a strange sound coming upstairs. I was a little scared, so I wanted to call my mother, and my mother Not in the house, I don’t know where she went..."
Jin Cheng: "When did she come back later?"
"About an hour or an hour..."
"What about me? Will I be home that night?"
"You seem to be back in the middle of the night, I heard the door open."
Jin Cheng asked again, Tang Cuo's voice suddenly interrupted him. When he turned around, he saw Tang Cuo standing by the window, looking away from the low wall just one meter apart.
"The killing has begun."
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