Chapter 225 (1/2)

But in the end, those ruffians were lying on the ground crying for their father and mother, and Guan Weilu became famous in the first World War.

Other people have probably heard about it, so some of them are far away from Guan Weilu. Guan Weilu sinks down and looks at the door firmly. Suddenly, she kicks at the door fiercely.

Bang -

with a loud sound, Guan Weilu stepped back several steps and stared at the undamaged door in disbelief.

Zheng Quzhi was disappointed to take back his sight and sighed: ”it seems that this door is not bad, we should be really haunted.”

Lin Nian was silent and looked at the room calmly. As soon as they came up, they found the small attic. Unexpectedly, the attic was not locked.

Guan Weilu was the first one to go in. She pushed open the door and rushed in. Zheng Quzhi, Lin niansi and Wen Yi followed closely. Before they could turn on the light in the room, the door snapped shut.

As a result, several people clapped and yelled in the house, but they were all doing nothing. There was no sound outside and they couldn't open the door.

The only consolation is that there is a camera in the room, which means that people from the program group have come in, and their actions are monitored by the program group.

The program group is not stupid enough to shut them down here for a few days. If someone dies, the program will be really cold.

”Look for clues.” Zheng Quzhi pondered over the language, ”maybe this is deliberately arranged by the program group, and the key may be hidden in it.”

This small attic looks strange. There is an iron cage in the corner. I don't know what is raised here. There was still a lot of blood on the ground, but it looked like it had been years and had dried to purple black.

”Here is a box.” Wenyi cried.

Several people walked over to the box, which was an old wooden box. A big lock outside locked the wooden box firmly.

”Have you ever died here?” Wen Yi fiddled with a few big locks, some people are impotent to ask.

”Sure.” Zheng Quzhi nodded and looked at the bloodstains on the ground and on the wall, and sighed: ”if these are real blood, these portions are enough to kill individuals.”

”Is it a burglary?” Lin niansi guessed: ”the master hid in the attic, but I didn't expect to be found and killed by the gangsters?”

Guan Weilu frowned: ”No

”What's wrong?” If other people say wrong, Zheng Quzhi will retort a few times, but the other is Guan Weilu. Guan Weilu and Wei Yan are both arrogant people, and their words are more reliable, because they disdain to lie.

There was no mood in Guan Wei Lu's eyes, and her tone was flat: ”why should I tell you?”

Is this information sharing?

Zheng Quzhi's eyes flashed and his curiosity was restrained. He asked, ”why don't we cooperate with each other and share the information. When the task is finished, the reward will be shared equally.”

Lin niansi also had this intention. Hearing Zheng Quzhi say this, he also echoed: ”yes, we can find clues to complete the task early, and we can go out earlier.”

Hearing this, Guan Weilu nodded and said, ”the victim is not the owner of this house.”

This words a, even Wen Yidu shocked: ”is not the host??”

Guan Wei showed no expression and took out a piece of paper from the pocket of his overcoat. He said faintly, ”the master should be the murderer.”