"Angry? I was just joking," Luo Feiran followed behind Yu Lansong, chattering endlessly.

Annoying!

In fact, Yu Lansong was not angry at all, he only had one thought in his mind now, and that was how to stop Luo Feiran's mouth that kept nagging.

He suddenly turned around and forced Luo Feiran to stop, "What is this place?"

What catches the eye is a series of jagged, moldy, and moss-covered tube buildings. The stairways are so narrow that only one adult can go up and down. Such residential buildings seem to have been built in the last century.

Looking up, there are closed doors and windows. There is almost no one living here. There are no one to clean up the trash cans full of garbage, and only stray cats will pass by occasionally.

Luo Feiran took his hand, "Don't be angry, just follow me."

"This is the place where the female anchor An An lived before she died. You should know her. You have been on the mic together before."

Yu Lansong's body froze suddenly, and he began to look at the place seriously, and after a while, he said a little lonely, "So she lives here?"

He was very impressed with that girl. When talking to An An, he just thought she was a pretty girl who was straightforward and loved to laugh. Although the room was not luxurious, it was also a lovely female bedroom.

She never showed her real life in public, and never told others about her hardships.

For those who have never met, the victim may be just a name that appears in the news. Kind people will sigh and sympathize with them. Only people who really know each other will feel the same sadness when they encounter a tragedy.

I didn't meet anyone along the way. When I walked downstairs to a residential building, a few people wandered around to take pictures.

A young boy held up a mobile phone to live broadcast, pointed the camera at a residential building, and said loudly, "That woman lives in this kind of place? No wonder she was targeted. There is no surveillance around here, and the security is poor. She was killed because She herself is too vigilant."

He grinned, "This is the scene of the murder case. More than 500 anchors came into the building with presents for everyone to see."

Luo Feiran glanced at the boy, with some contempt in his eyes.

When Yu Lansong saw the camera, he lowered his head subconsciously. When he passed by the boy, the boy greeted them with a smile, "Oh, good brothers, come and test your courage."

Luo Feiran ignored him, not even Yu Lansong, who was always good-natured, followed Luo Feiran into the residential building.

"People nowadays are really lacking in quality," the boy muttered, pretending to be pitiful towards the fans in the live broadcast room, "Everyone, don't learn from them, it's too rude."

Because there is no elevator in the old residential building, the rent becomes cheaper as the floor goes up. An An lives on a higher floor.

Yu Lansong followed Luo Feiran to the sixth floor, panting while holding the handrail of the stairs.

There are two houses on the sixth floor, one of which has a closed door, and a man standing at the door of the other, negotiating impatiently with the other two people holding cameras.

The man waved the two of them out, "I'm the landlord of this house, I don't accept interviews here, the police took away all my things, and I've already thrown out all the useless ones, you guys go away, don't bother me lived."

The two people holding the camera left angrily.

After driving the people away, the landlord was still cursing, "It's so unlucky, the door of the house is dead, now it's over, a lot of people come to visit every day, and the house can't be sold, if I knew it was a loser, I wouldn't rent the house Give it to her."

When he saw Yu Lansong and Luo Feiran, he also regarded them as journalists who came to interview them, gave them both a hard look, and slammed the door shut.

After being shut down, Luo Feiran was not angry, he folded his arms and leaned against the thick layer of dusty stair railing, "An An was killed at the door of the house after going to get the takeaway. The murderer pierced the door with a very long knife. her throat."

The painted walls were mottled and hard to identify, and there seemed to be bloodstains that hadn't been disposed of.

Yu Lansong didn't speak for a long time.

The house opposite An An's house suddenly opened the door, and a man poked his head out to look at the two of them.

It's strange that such a combination of a tall handsome guy and a boy wearing a mask and a hat tightly covered his face appears here.

The man's beard, which he hadn't dealt with for several days, had grown into a mess, his dark circles were heavy, and his tone was not very good, "Who are you?"

Luo Feiran smiled at the man, "He is my brother, we are fans of An An, we want to come here to mourn her."

The man stared at them suspiciously. He had never heard of people mourning the dead with empty hands, without bringing a bouquet of flowers, so he didn't believe it at all, and waved his hand, "This is not a good place, you guys go away."

Luo Feiran twitched the corners of his mouth, "Brother, have you lived here all the time? Did you hear anything the night An An was killed?"

The man snorted, "I know you are uneasy and kind. The police have asked me these questions eight hundred times. I have lived here for several years. I slept alone at home that night and didn't hear anything."

"Okay," Luo Feiran shrugged.

Yu Lansong looked at the man expressionlessly. He was very thankful that he wore a mask when he went out, so the man didn't recognize him.

With exactly the same voice, he still clearly remembers how this man told them in the milk tea shop that he was cheated out of money by his ex-girlfriend who was dating online, and how he was devastated after that.

Without any more clues, Luo Feiran asked Yu Lansong, "Let's go?"

Yu Lansong nodded to him, and followed him downstairs step by step.

When he went downstairs, he couldn't help but look back, thinking he was dazzled, the man wearing the clown mask only showed half of his face, grinning at him, and the next second, the door slammed shut.

When they went downstairs, they found that two young guys were arguing near the residential building, and one of them was the anchor of the live broadcast just now.

The two people quarreled more and more fiercely, and there was a faint tendency to fight.Luo Feiran was watching the excitement from the sidelines, but he frowned until one of them raised his hand to hit the other.

Fearing that they would cause trouble for no reason, he said to Yu Lansong, "Wait for me, I'll go and see what's going on."

Yu Lansong was still thinking about the man just now, but she didn't hear what he said clearly, so she nodded to him absent-mindedly.

He waited boredly for Luo Feiran to come back, but suddenly a hand came from behind him to cover his mouth, and dragged him into a corner.

The man pushed him against the wall, covered his mouth and looked out vigilantly.

When Yu Lansong saw that it was Fang Chu, his beating heart slowly returned to its original position.

Fang Chu also had no choice, Luo Feiran had been following Yu Lansong all the time, and Yu Lansong hadn't replied to the text messages he sent, now he finally found a chance to be alone with him for a while.

He was relieved to see that Luo Feiran wasn't paying attention, and his eyes fell back on Yu Lansong.

His mouth was covered and he couldn't speak, those beautiful almond-shaped eyes looked at him in surprise, his dry palm was soaked by his breath, he withdrew his hand in embarrassment, "Sorry, are you okay?"

Yu Lansong shook her head, "How do you know we're here?"

Fang Chu smiled helplessly, "You don't need to think about it."

Fang Chu of Luo Feiran and the others was very clear about the idea. The convenience brought by the role card is indeed a lot, and a little investigation will reveal it.

"By the way," Yu Lansong said suddenly, "I saw that man, the man who said that he was cheated of money at the milk tea shop that day, and he lives opposite An An's house!"

Fang Chu nodded, "I also have something to tell you."

"The social software account of the liar that the man provided me has been canceled long ago, and I can't find the specific address, but I want to go to the address of the courier station where he sent things to the woman, so I went to investigate."

"Twenty days ago, a murder occurred in a residential building nearby. The victim was the first victim of the serial murder case, a girl, a gnawing old man in her 20s."

In order to save time, Fang Chu spoke very concisely, and he omitted the specific investigation process. The final conclusion made Yu Lansong shudder during the day.

"The victim...was his ex-girlfriend, he was the murderer, and he killed the girlfriend who lied to him?"

Yu Lansong was a little dazed, "Since we all know, haven't you completed the dungeon mission yet?"

It took a long time for the system prompt to appear, [Dungeon completion progress, 95]

"He's back, you go first," Yu Lansong saw that Luo Feiran couldn't find him, and was about to call him, so he hurriedly urged Fang Chu.

Fang Chu frowned and nodded, "Then you pay more attention alone, I'll go first."

Yu Lansong went back with Luo Feiran with a heavy heart.

After getting in the car, he noticed the color on Luo Feiran's face, and after a few seconds of silence, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I was injured by mistake while persuading the fight." Luo Feiran pressed the corner of his mouth that was hit, and took a breath, "Damn it, that man is really ruthless."

Yu Lansong, "..."

Luo Feiran went to persuade the fight and was beaten. This appearance was quite different from the usual bad-bellied little devil. It was a bit funny, and Yu Lansong couldn't help laughing.

Luo Feiran's doggy eyes drooped pitifully, "You're still laughing, brother, you don't even care about me."

Yu Lansong couldn't help touching it with his hand, and Luo Feiran took the opportunity to quickly bite his finger. He quickly withdrew his hand and wiped Luo Feiran's body in disgust, "Just go back and rub some medicine."

Luo Feiran leaned close to him with a stern look, "It won't hurt if you kiss it once, brother, why don't you kiss me once."

Yu Lansong suddenly noticed a strong gaze. When he raised his head, he met the driver's uncle's familiar face. The driver's uncle's gaze was a little hard to describe.

He quickly lowered his head.

Died twice in front of strangers, which planet is suitable for human habitation besides the earth, very urgent!

On the way back, Luo Feiran was complaining to him, babbling so much that Yu Lansong almost forgot what was going on, and when he couldn't bear to tell him to shut up, the elevator door opened.

He saw Meng Chenzhou.

Yu Lansong walked out of the house next door to their house, where no one lived until now.

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