Genius remembers this site address in one second: []The fastest update! No ads! Xia Meng glanced at the direction of the lake, as if she could penetrate the wall, she lowered her voice and said, "The sound is from the lake, and the location is uncertain, as if it is constantly moving."

Constantly moving on the lake, or the foggy weather after nightfall, without any extra explanation, the fat man himself made up a pretty scary picture.

On the misty lake, there was a female ghost in red who couldn't see her face. The female ghost danced lightly, babbling in her mouth, singing a vague but extremely sad song, the scene was very strange.

"Remember?" Xia Meng looked at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng nodded, "Xiao Shijian Village, there is also a female ghost in the Hanzhen Lake in the back mountain."

The fat man didn't participate in the mission in Xiaoshijian Village, but the doctor came back and talked to him, the process was so thrilling that the fat man didn't sleep well all night.

Especially that ghost likes to break people's necks and then pull their heads off.

In the end of that mission, only the doctor, Xia Meng, and a woman named Li Lu survived.

"Something should have happened in this house that resulted in the death of a woman. She may have died in the lake, or the body may have been thrown in the lake after death." Xia Meng speculated.

"You... do any of you understand Chinese opera?" The fat man shrank his neck, and asked in a low voice with an expression that wanted to see what's going on outside but was still very scared: "It's just the song, if If you know what the ghost sings, maybe you can find some clues."

Fatty's suggestion was good, but unfortunately, Jiang Cheng and Xia Meng didn't know anything about Chinese opera, but Xia Meng said that when it dawns tomorrow, when everyone comes out, they can ask other people.

Hearing that the fat man's dim eyes lighted up again, "Yes," he nodded repeatedly, "I think that Qin Jian is quite old, he might understand this."

Now that the mission has just started, there are just these clues, and no more analysis can be found. As for the clue newspaper in Xia Meng's hand, the fat man understood it as something like Zhuge's kit, and he couldn't open it unless he had to.

Now their focus has shifted from the strange singing outside to how to spend the first night here safely.

Judging from the current situation, no one should have died in the three wing rooms for the time being, but something like this happened as soon as it was dark, and the night was destined to be long and unstable.

"I keep the first shift," Jiang Cheng volunteered, "you go to bed first, and I will wake you up at about the time, and then you will stand up and keep the second shift."

There was a platter of melons and various nutlets on the table. After Xia Meng pulled one away and threw it in his mouth, he patted the crumbs left on his hands, raised his head, stared at Jiang Cheng who was talking, and said in a disdainful voice: "You don't need to leave a fat man to watch me," she raised her eyebrows. "In front of Crimson, we are an alliance, and I will not attack you."

"Mengmeng, don't get me wrong," Jiang Cheng explained in a voice that was raised a few degrees, "I'm just worried that you can't control your evil thoughts and hold me back in the middle of the night."

Xia Meng grinned when he heard the words, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and two lovely tiger teeth appeared at the corners of her mouth. After a while, she suddenly said, "Do you think that leaving a fat man can stop me?"

She looked up and down Jiang Cheng with unabashedly fiery eyes, then smiled meaningfully, "I knocked him out and tied him up," she exhaled and said, "Same."

"Tsk," Just as Jiang Cheng looked at Xia Meng with his eyes slanted, thinking about what went wrong recently...

The fat man's voice suddenly rang.

"Miss Xia Meng," the fat man who was still cowering just now straightened up his waist and vowed: "I think this step of knocking me out is superfluous. First, I'm not as easy to knock out as you thought. Second," The fat man said, "As long as you are not excessive, I will not delay you."

Jiang Cheng squinted, he seemed to have found the reason.

The final result of the discussion was that the two took a step back, Jiang Cheng stayed in the middle of the night, Xia Meng stayed in the middle of the night, and the two did not interfere with each other.

As for the fat man... neither of them wanted to take him.

So he loves to sleep, and he can sit when he thinks of it, but just keep his mouth in check and don't delay the other person's vigil.

The fat man was very eye-catching when he caught a glimpse of Xia Meng lying down for a while, and after her breathing became steady, quietly Mimi got up, and then moved to the doctor who was sitting not far from the candle.

He stretched his neck naturally and reached out to grab the compote that was eating in front of the doctor, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he found that the compote had been taken away by the doctor.

"Doctor," embarrassed, the fat man licked his face and said, "Don't get me wrong, I was in Cao Yingxin in Han just now," he paused, and said firmly: "I was trying to confuse her and infiltrate them. internal."

"Stop talking nonsense," Jiang Cheng gave himself another nut, threw it into his mouth and chewed, while glanced at Xia Meng's bed, and whispered: "After Xia Meng gets up for a while, you stare at her. "

Hearing that the fat man nodded repeatedly, "Doctor, I'm watching the night, so don't worry."

After speaking, the fat man's expression changed slightly. He moved his body towards the doctor again, and said in a low voice, "Doctor, I think that since the middle-aged person asked us to accompany Xia Meng to the next book, it means that at least until the end of the mission. , We are all useful, so I don’t think she will cheat us."

"Moreover, there is a crimson person in this book. She starts with us, who will help her deal with crimson?"

The fat man seemed to have thought of something, his face changed, and his voice began to tremble: "You have seen how evil the taxi driver is that Crimson has sent to you. You have also seen that guy like that, I think Xia Meng is alone. ......"

"Who told you that the driver was sent by Crimson?" Jiang Cheng asked, looking up.

The fat man was taken aback for a moment. He blinked immediately after reading www.uukanshu.com, "Doctor, I don't understand what you mean? This is not before..."

"At present, all the information we know about Crimson is said by the middle-aged man. He even told us the name Crimson, but who can prove that what he said is true?" Jiang Cheng ask.

"What is Crimson like? Is it like what they said, or even exaggerated it? We don't even know whether Crimson is an organization."

Looking at the fat man’s mouth, Jiang Cheng knew what he was going to say, and interrupted first: "If you want to mention the taxi driver, you can shut up. If you must say who sent the driver, then I I can tell you that the biggest possibility is not the dark red that is still suspicious of existence, but..." He glanced at Xia Meng's position profoundly.

After a moment of stunned, the fat man gave a creak in his heart.

He suddenly thought of a chicken soup magazine that he had boringly flipped through in the sports car before. There was a story on it that said: The fastest way to reconcile with the opponent is to establish a common enemy for each other.

Crimson... Exactly so.