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"Murderer! Let me go! You murderer!"

Lao Guo is still struggling.

"Okay, it won't take much trouble to tie you up again." Zhang Xian said.

Lao Guo didn't dare to scold anymore: "Are you going to kill me to silence me? I wrote a suicide note. If I die, you will do it."

"What price did you pay?" Zhang Xian asked suddenly.

Old Guo was taken aback, and asked back, "What price?"

Zhang Xian raised his eyebrows and stopped asking.

"I'm a reporter. Have you seen a press card?" Zhao Ming waved his ID in front of Lao Guo, then pointed to his chest, "I also have a camera here, which can be directly uploaded to the cloud disk. If we are killed by you, you will run away." No."

Zhang Xian said: "This time we have evidence, as long as you cooperate, you will be able to see the murderer."

As he spoke, he pulled a piece of cloth, tied up Lao Guo skillfully, and gagged his mouth.

Old Guo: "..."

Zhang Xian: "Just in case."

He dragged Lao Guo to the corner, and piled up dummy models in front of Lao Guo to block them.

Given that he has always been quite decisive, Zhao Ming had no opinion at all, and consciously assumed the role of the younger brother, helping Zhang Xian run forward and backward.

This episode passed, and the warehouse became quiet again.

With a flashlight on, Zhao Ming scanned the statue from bottom to top:

"If there is a soul of copper smelting addiction in it, I believe the legend on the Internet is true."

He has also read that long-winded and useless article.

"You mean, it's the soul itself that kills, not Tang Changyue?" Zhao Ming asked.

Then he asked himself and answered: "It doesn't make sense. Didn't Tang Changyue say that he hated his scumbag father? Why did he help scumbag to hide the truth? Who the hell are you saying... What the hell are you doing?"

Zhang Xian spread out a pen and paper on the ground, and replied solemnly, "Please be a pen master."

Zhao Ming was taken aback:

"You're crazy! The anchor asked the pen fairy to die!"

Zhang Xian is calm and composed, and speaks earnestly:

"The great man said, 'If you want to know the taste of a pear, you have to change the pear and eat it yourself', I don't go through the process of inviting a pen fairy, how can I know the principle of the pen fairy. Besides, Tang Changyue said he is a murderer , now that he's not here, I'm safe."

"You - okay, you know there are ghosts here, but you dare to invite a pen fairy, you are crazier than me."

Zhao Ming looked at Zhang Xian and clicked his tongue twice: "Actually, I didn't think you were very capable at first, but your skills are so awesome that you don't look like an ordinary supernatural lover."

Not to mention anything else, Zhao Ming didn't even dare to think about being strong and evil, and gaining the upper hand.

Now he is even more determined to go directly to the Immortal of Hard Gang, Zhao Ming thinks about Zhang Xian's ability, it seems... It seems that there is no problem with Hard Gang.

Zhang Xian glanced at Zhao Ming: "If you are afraid..."

"It's okay, I believe you can save me!"

Zhao Ming answered quickly.

"If you are afraid, you can stay away from me."

"...That's fine."

Zhang Xian sat on the floor in front of the statue, first wrote numbers and letters on the paper, and then recalled the actions of the anchor in the live broadcast, straightened his arms, held a pen, and drew circles in the air, chanting "the pen fairy has come" in his mouth. class words,

"The ceremony is so simple, does it work?" Zhao Ming began to mutter again, "I think your ceremony is different from what is said on the Internet."

"Understand the spirit, as long as you get the meaning. Besides——the soul I'm looking for may also rush out to talk to me." Zhang Xian half-closed his eyes and muttered.

"You are the soul of Tang Changyue's father. You must want to find the real culprit. Appear quickly, and tell me who killed you. Appear quickly, and tell me who killed you. I will avenge you, and you must tell me the murderer." who is it……"

Although Zhang Xian's voice was low, Zhao Ming could hear it clearly in the empty warehouse.

He muttered "you can still say that" while looking at the statue of the evil god warily.

The three-in-one bodhisattva Bodhisattva, who previously gave the impression of kindness and kindness, but with Zhang Xian's nagging, Zhao Ming felt that the expression of the statue gradually became more and more ferocious.

The temperature in the warehouse seems to have dropped a little too?

"This, this... an illusion, it must be an illusion..."

Not an illusion.

Zhang Xian said in his heart.

He remembered that when he climbed the stairs last night, he also suddenly felt cold.

That's not a soul trapped in a log, but...

An invisible hand quietly reached out to Zhang Xian's neck.

"Aunt Tian."

Zhang Xian suddenly spoke and greeted him calmly.

Tian Lingrong's body emerged bit by bit in the air, staring at Zhang Xian with a complicated expression:

"Xiao Zhang, you shouldn't do this."

The makeup on her face was still a bit thick, and she looked paler and stiffer in the darkness.

"Should I not test Aunt Tian, ​​invite a pen fairy, or expose the truth?"

"You and Changyue are good friends. Auntie begs you not to expose his scars. Even if he kills his father, he has no other choice."

"Aunt Tian, ​​your husband deserves to die, what about Mr. Yunshu? And that anchor, should he die too?"

"It was just an accident..."

"Can a single accident cancel everything out? If Tang Changyue hadn't covered it up for you, you'd have stayed out of it and pretended nothing happened, right?"

"Changyue... is a good boy." Tian Lingrong said, "He is kind and soft-hearted, he is reluctant to part with me."

"So in order to protect you, he has to deal with me, expose his secrets, implicate his friends, and take all the crimes on himself." Zhang Xian said, "He is a good person, why should a good person have to bear the crimes that do not belong to him?" His burden?"

Tian Lingrong lowered her face:

"Zhang Xian, if you hadn't insisted on investigating to the end, he wouldn't have done it. In the final analysis, it was you who harmed him."

Zhang Xian laughed angrily when Tian Lingrong bit back:

"In the final analysis, if you hadn't killed the anchor, nothing that followed would have happened."

"I have to kill. He'll release the contents."

Tian Lingrong raised her head slowly, and through the ferocious appearance of the evil god statue, she seemed to see a group of impotent and furious souls inside.

"You have no idea how nasty and nasty that thing is."

As she spoke, she slowly raised her hand and took off her wig, revealing patches of baldness.

The neat makeup fell off Tian Lingrong's face.

Under the thick foundation, there are black and blue bruises, swollen eye sockets, and tearing and bleeding corners of the mouth.

"He's not a human, he's an animal! An animal! I want him to be trapped in a log and never be reborn!"

As the words fell to the ground, the warehouse suddenly became dark and windy!

In the wind, Tian Lingrong's appearance changed drastically, tears of blood flowed from his eyes, and a sinister black air lingered all over his body.

"So, in fact, Tang Changyue's father was also killed by you."

Zhang Xian said it lightly, but it seemed that he was throwing a heavy fire.

Tian Lingrong said loudly: "That's right! It's me! He can hurt me, but he can't continue to abuse my child! I got him drunk, I cut off his things, and I pierced his stomach!"

When Zhang Xian saw those photos, he felt something was wrong.

The people in the photo are Father Tang and Tang Changyue, so who took the photo?

Who else but Tian Lingrong?

In that incident, was Tian Lingrong forced to do it, or did he help the evildoer?

There is also Tang Changyue's painting, where it is unclear, it should be Tian Lingrong.

The cognition of an eight-year-old child is not enough to commit a cruel act of cutting off the masculine symbol and then killing someone. If it is the wife's revenge on her husband, it makes sense.

This also makes sense with another fact: Tang Changyue's aversion to masculine symbols stems from the strong visual stimulation he received in childhood.

Tang Changyue never killed anyone.

And Tian Lingrong, because of long-term domestic violence and her husband's beastly behavior, personally took his life.And prevent anyone from digging for facts.

These are the ultimate truths.

"It's justifiable for you to kill your husband, but it's too much for you to kill Mr. Yunshu and the anchor."

It is not known how many people were killed because of this in the past ten years.

From a victim to a perpetrator, the situation is excusable, but the law is unforgivable.

"So what! Zhang Xian, I gave you a chance, but you took the initiative to seek death, don't blame me for being rude!"

As Tian Lingrong said, her arm suddenly stretched out, and it soared to two meters in the air strangely, ten red fingers pierced Zhang Xian's heart.

Zhang Xian was originally sitting on the ground, but when he saw the situation was bad, he immediately rolled over.

It would be fine if it was simply rolling over, but he yelled suddenly: "Code three!"

"okay!"

Tian Lingrong hadn't figured out what the singing meant, when she saw the three-meter-tall god statue in front of her, and it suddenly fell towards her with the momentum of Mount Tai!

The two long arms failed to retract in time and plunged into the statue.

Tian Lingrong wanted to retract, but just retracted half a meter, suddenly stopped.

"What have you done!" she screamed.

"Brother, what did you do?"

Zhao Ming asked in a low voice while running over to help Zhang Xian.

Zhang Xian glanced at Zhao Ming, puzzled: "You pushed down the god." Why did you ask me what I did.

"I pushed it down, that's right, what does that mean?" Zhao Ming pointed to the field.

Because Zhao Ming was willing to help, Zhang Xian and Zhao Ming discussed the five actions with the codes [-], [-], [-], [-], and [-] on the way back to the prop base from the lumber yard.

The action of code [-] is to use the principle of leverage to pry down the statue.

Zhao Ming was at a loss at the time, but now it seems that it is still useful?

"The soul in the statue can't help it when facing the murderer who tortured and killed him."

Zhang Xian watched Tian Lingrong pull her hands out, and there were circles of blood-red silk-like things on her arms.

The blood-red thing diffused from the inside of the statue, like vines, entangled Tian Lingrong's hand tightly, climbing, and crawled towards Tian Lingrong's body.

In the statue, faint roars could be heard.

"Bitch! Bitch!"

"Let them fight each other." Zhang Xian concluded.

"But..." Zhao Ming frowned, "That scumbag is really not a good guy, what should I do if I can't take it back after releasing it?"

"Both will suffer, let's talk about it at that time." Zhang Xian has dealt with two evil attacks. Although both are friendly forces, he has accumulated some experience after all.

It's just that these experiences are metaphysical.

"I have another question." Zhao Ming spoke actively and asked in a low voice.

"You said."

"How do you know that Tian Lingrong is also a ghost?"

"It is impossible for a normal person to jump from the fourth floor to the first floor as if nothing happened. Once it is determined that she is the murderer, then she can only be a ghost."

When all possibilities have been ruled out, what remains, however improbable, is the truth.

"So that's how it is... Ouch!"

Suddenly, the statue made a rattling sound, Zhang Xian dragged Zhao Ming to the door without thinking.

The two ran two steps in a hurry, and the idol exploded with a "boom".

At the moment of the explosion, Zhang Xian threw Zhao Ming down.

No matter where you are, no matter who is around you, no matter what your physical condition is, helping others is almost the creed engraved in Zhang Xian's bones.

The author has something to say: Author: Is this level of suspenseful reasoning very simple~~~~ (satisfied face)

Brother Yan: Hehe, as long as you are happy (drink tea calmly)

Duck Cub: Quack!

感谢在2021-01-2315:00:01~2021-01-3000:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: immediately fall asleep 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: immediately fall asleep 6;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Yiwu Lingtian;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!