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"Where is this?"

Liu Xiazi looked around and understood that this was not the room of any of his teammates, and, from the layout of the room, it didn't even look like a guest room.

"It should be Wu Ting's office."

Ye Xin also looked at the environment of the room.

"Boss Wu's office?"

Liu Xiazi was astonished, lowered his voice, nervous and hasty: "What are you doing here? Do you know that you are a thief? What if you are discovered?"

"Then it's better not to be discovered."

Ye Xin answered it as a matter of course, leaving Liu Xiazi speechless for a moment.

He knocked on the door just now, probably not to be polite, but to confirm whether Wu Ting is in the house.

Ye Xin walked towards the next bedroom.

Liu Xiazi was at a loss and could only follow closely behind his ass.

The bedroom is very clean and tidy. I don't know if there is a housekeeper who cleans it every day. The mattress is stacked meticulously. It doesn't look like a single man's room.

certainly.

It is also possible that Wu Ting himself is a delicate and exquisite person.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Ye Xin didn't search here and there. The bedroom is not big, so it can be said that there is nothing to search for at a glance. After looking around, he quickly walked out of the bedroom.

Liu Xiazi didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

"Let's go quickly. It will be bad if Boss Wu comes back later."

Liu Xiazi, who was doing this kind of thing for the first time, was very nervous, feeling like a thief, and urged Ye Xin to leave quickly.

"Did you smell a special smell on Wu Ting's body just now?"

With a calm expression, Ye Xin looked around the office calmly.

"What is the taste?"

Liu Xiazi didn't know why.

"The smell of incense sticks."

Ye Xin walked to the only desk where he could hide things, and opened the drawer. Inside were some work logs, but nothing of value.

"You mean the kind of incense candles used for worship?"

"It can remain on the body, which means that people stay in the environment for a long time before they get the smell."

Liu Xiazi was surprised.

Wu Ting obviously did not leave the hotel last night. What was he worshiping with incense candles?

Where is worship again?

Seeing nothing, Ye Xin closed the drawer and straightened up.

"If you set up a darkroom, where do you think it would be?"

This is a hotel, and it's on the sixth floor. It's impossible for the old village head of Miyanshan Village to dig the basement in his son's room.

Liu Xiazi thought hard, used his brain, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"That!"

She raised her hand and pointed to Ye Xin.

Or more precisely, the bookshelf behind Ye Xin.

"Some of my uncles, even my dad, would hide things behind bookshelves, private vaults or safes."

Ye Xin turned around, facing the two-meter-high bookcase that was only a few feet away.

"There must be an agency, I'll help you."

Miss Liu ran over, stood on tiptoes and groped.

Hard work pays off.

A minute or two later, Liu Xiazi bumped into something, and the bookshelf split into two from the middle, slowly moving towards the two trays like two doors.

"found it!"

Liu Xiazi said excitedly.

Sure enough, don't underestimate anyone.

Ye Xin walked in first.

The dark and closed space is filled with the scent of joss sticks, and the shrines for worship create a mysterious and gloomy atmosphere.

"Didn't he not believe in ghosts and gods? Why did he keep a statue of a **** in his office? And he hid it on purpose?"

Liu Xiazi followed in, looking at the half-person-high altar with surprise on his face.

Ye Xin was also a little surprised, or rather, a little disappointed.

really.

He imagined the facts too simply.

Wu Ting is not worshiping his wife who died unexpectedly, but a god.

A few sticks of incense were still burning, assuming Wu Ting had dark circles on his face before, he might have stayed here all night.

How could a person who sneered at the theory of ghosts and gods be so devout to a statue of a god?

If words and deeds do not match, there must be tricks.

"Could it be that Zhu Chaoyang really hit it off, that his wife's death is really strange?"

Hearing is believing, seeing is believing, the scene in front of him made Liu Xiazi, who had a good impression of Wu Ting, couldn't help but start to have doubts.

"Yesin, let's go, he should be back soon."

Liu Xiazi tugged on the corner of La Yesin's clothes, they had discovered Wu Ting's secret, and the most urgent thing was to leave as soon as possible.

"Wait a minute."

Ye Xin stepped forward suddenly.

"What are you going to do?"

Liu Xiazi's eyes showed doubts, and then she saw a scene that made her dumbfounded.

"Bang...dang!"

Like crazy, Ye Xin pushed down the shrine to the ground, the incense was scattered, and the cramped secret room was filled with dust.

Liu Xiazi stepped forward in disbelief, and found that the shrine had cracked.

"Yesin, what are you doing?!"

She couldn't believe it.

Before the fire game started, Miss Liu was a staunch atheist. She never believed in ghosts and gods in the world. Even though she has seen cruel ghosts with her own eyes, she still doesn't like gods and Buddhas.

But there is a saying that is good, you can not believe in some things, but you must still be in awe.

Breaking the idol is disrespectful, superstitiously speaking, it will be punished by God!

Ye Xin acted like a normal person, lightly said let's go, and then walked out of the secret room.

Liu Xiazi was incredulous, looked at the statue, hesitated again and again, but still didn't help it up, turned around and chased it out.

Anyway, the statue has been broken, and even if it is lifted up, it cannot be restored to its original state.

After leaving the secret room, Liu Xiazi did not forget to close the secret room again.

The two who had done the sabotage didn't stay any longer and left the office quickly.

"Why did you do that?"

Liu Xiazi couldn't understand, "Aren't you afraid of retribution for damaging the statue?"

"In our current situation, is it necessary to fear any retribution?"

Ye Xinyun was calm and breezy.

Liu Xiazi was at a loss for words.

It sounds like it makes sense.

"But...but you dropped the shrine, doesn't that mean you told Wu Ting that we went in?"

"Why does he feel that someone has gone in?"

Ye Xin's rhetorical question was a bit inexplicable.

"Because the shrine fell down, and the secret room was not ventilated, so the bigger shrine wouldn't fall by itself for no reason?"

"It's true that the shrine does not fall down for no reason~lightnovelpub.net~ But Wu Ting doesn't necessarily think that it was made by people."

Liu Xiazi was taken aback when he heard the words, and finally realized Ye Xin's intentions.

Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

As a normal person, he would definitely know that it was man-made sabotage, but Wu Ting, who obviously hides secrets, might not think so.

"...Do you want him to think that it was... made by a ghost?"

Ye Xin remained silent.

At the elevator entrance, an elevator is running upwards from the fifth floor.

Ye Xin grabbed Liu Xiazi's hand, quickly ran to the opposite direction from the office, and hid in the corner.

"Ding."

The elevator doors opened.

It was Wu Ting who came out. He didn't notice Ye Xin and the two, so he turned and walked towards the office.