Although it sounds reasonable, Jiang Cheng still feels that this case is not that simple.

He has a hunch that the weirdness in the file is more of this woman.

The fat man licked his lips, "Since the woman committed suicide by jumping off the building in the Ping An apartment, she must live here." He asked cautiously, "Which room is it?"

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Cheng immediately noticed that the faces of the people on the opposite side had all changed.

After a while, Guan Yining's voice sounded: "Building 3." She looked at Jiang Cheng and exhaled, "808."

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted: "Is it a room without?"

Hua Luo looked strange and nodded: "Yes, it's his."

After a while, the anxiety in everyone's hearts began to magnify. With a little bit of clarity of thinking, and sorting out according to the current clues, this vengeful ghost is the source of the strange incident.

The remaining ghosts... are the ones killed by her.

It seems that Wu who lives in 808 is the one that should hit the ghost the most, and the ghost as the root is probably the most terrifying existence in the dungeon.

But why so far, I haven't heard him talk about it.

He is safe.

And... also very leisurely.

This kind of leisure is not reflected in his behavior, but his attitude towards the dungeon. He doesn't seem to be anxious to end the mission and go home earlier.

It's not that no one had doubted him before, but there were too many unexpected situations in the task, and everyone gradually diverted their attention.

In particular, he is not used to revealing himself, and he doesn't even communicate much.

This makes everyone's understanding of him always stay at a relatively shallow stage.

Jiang Cheng deliberately tried him a few times, but the temptation was like a mud cow entering the sea, without splashing any ripples. He was not interested in swaying everyone's judgments, and he didn't make any wrong opinions to mislead everyone.

Looks like just a guy who enjoys freedom in missions.

He was just... weird.

Jiang Cheng's eyes swept over the few people in Jiao Tailang. Obviously, they thought of what he thought of, and these people also thought of it, otherwise they would not call him here.

But it's not the closer and more convenient coffee shop where the three groups of people gathered before.

They are also deliberately avoiding nothing.

"Time is limited, I think we should speak frankly." Jiao Tailang put two hands together and said on behalf of the three: "We suspect that there is no problem, he may have been killed by a ghost."

Everyone understands the implication, and now nothing is a ghost.

"But he didn't seem to be doing anything?" Chu Jiu carefully recalled the scene with Wu, and analyzed: "The only one who was with him was that Lu Huaxu had an accident. If it was a ghost, in order to hide himself, their group It should be difficult for people to survive."

"Could it be that there are more people killed, but we don't know?" The fat man swallowed and asked.

After a while, Jiang Cheng, who touched his chin, shook his head, "It's not like, have you thought about it." He raised his head, "The information about Li Maoshen, Qiao Yu, and Qiao Yu's brother are all provided by them, and our two groups also They have been verified through their respective channels. If they are ghosts, what is the reason for doing so?"

In the nightmare, ghosts and players are two natural factions.

A considerable part of the ghost's evil thoughts are directed at the player. Unless the task is solved and the truth behind the case is found, there is only death.

Now that the facts of the case have gradually become clear, it is time to make a decision regarding Wu's identity.

"I suggest that the two groups of us do not disturb the people of the 3 groups until the investigation is clear." Jiao Tailang said.

"agree."

The leader of Building 1 is Jiang Cheng. He is always the top card wherever he goes. He nodded, and the Fatty and Chu Jiu naturally had no objection.

"But...Where can I check the information of 808?" The fat man asked, "We are not in Building 3."

"I know where to go." Jiao Tailang stood up and said.

Jiang Cheng looked up at him, looked at his expression, and seemed to have guessed it.

Standing in front of the landlord’s room, the fat man still hesitated. The old man with physical disabilities felt bad for him and his attitude was not very good.

After knocking on the door symbolically, Jiang Cheng pushed the door directly in, and the old man sat in a chair. The leather on the back of the chair was almost polished. Holding a big teacup in one hand, he looked back at everyone, his expression flashed with displeasure.

"Who let you in?" He stood up, sternly.

The old man's face was ruined and his appearance was very fragile. When he was swept by the old man's single-eyed sight, the fat man felt as if he had been scratched by a knife.

They smelled the scent of food, and a clean box of lunch was placed on the corner of the table.

It seems that the old man has ordered a takeaway.

But Jiang Cheng's appearance was not scary at all. He walked over generously, and then took the old man's chair and sat on it himself.

"The house you rented to us was dead." Jiang Cheng said, looking at the old man.

"Nonsense!" The old man became angry at once, staring at a one-eyed one and said loudly, "Who is spreading the rumors? Isn't it..."

"Zhao Jiajia, Room 707 in Building 1, Yu Youwei in Room 710, Song Xiaoyou in Room 404 in Building 2,..." Jiang Cheng said a series of names, glanced at the old man and said, "I want to continue. ?"

"They... they didn't... didn't die... in the room." The old man's voice was obviously empty, and he started to hesitate.

Jiang Cheng glanced at the location of Jiao Tailang, who immediately trot forward, took off the backpack, and took out the tablet from the inside.

Turning on the computer, Jiang Cheng found the news screen of the woman falling from the building, and showed it to the old man, "What about this? You should always know the case of jumping from building 808 in Building 3, right?"

The old man's mouth visibly twitched, and then his throat rolled hard, and before he opened his mouth, he heard a sharp sound—

"Stand up straight for me!" Jiang Cheng said loudly, "Is this the attitude you should have!"

The old man was so scared that the tea cup almost fell~lightnovelpub.net~ Renting out this kind of house, he was at a loss, and now he was found to come to the door, his heart was also blunt, he subconsciously glanced at Jiangcheng Brought accomplices.

His gaze inadvertently swept into the bag in Jiao Tailang's hands, and the only eyeball almost fell out of fright.

There was a 30 cm long knife inside, and the handle of the knife was so exposed, there seemed to be blood on it.

"Don't, don't don't!" The old man confided at once, "I don't need the rent, and refund it to you, can't it be returned to you?" He said pitifully, "If you have something to discuss, don't be rough."

Fatty: "...Why do you want to be like this earlier?"

The old man shivered and went to the drawer, digging out some money, and then stuffed it all into the bag of Jiao Tailang, and finally smiled at Jiao Tailang very politely.

It's okay for the old man not to smile, but his muscles twitched his scars like a ghost. On the contrary, he frightened Jiao Tailang and subconsciously stretched out his hand for a knife.

The fat man watched the old man's legs shake and almost knelt down.