The Yuan family had not yet been allowed to leave the small building. After Alan's death, they were all in low spirits and looked even thinner and more haggard than the previous few days. As soon as Ling Shu and Yue Dingtang walked in, they felt a sense of oppression.

Even the patrolman couldn't wait, and when they took over, he found an excuse to go out and drink.

"I think the front building is not very clean, and the death of the master and his wife may be related to this."

The housekeeper was called in front of him, hesitating for a long time, and finally said something shocking.

Yue Dingtang frowned: "That's not what you told us last time."

The housekeeper smiled bitterly: "I didn't know it would be so violent last time, but now even Alan, hey, I can't help but be disbelieved!"

Yue Dingtang: "Why is this an unclean method?"

The housekeeper sighed: "When the old man moved into this house, he was persuaded..."

In the early years, the political power changed frequently, and the world was truly in chaos. Warlords with numerous names were everywhere. They were friends today, but they might be enemies tomorrow. Small warlords with countless names were everywhere.

Yuan Bingdao was originally a subordinate of Liu Cunhou, the governor of Sichuan. When Liu's power began to decline, he immediately led a group of troops and fled in an attempt to stand on his own. However, the good times did not last long. Yuan Bingdao was soon annexed by other warlords. His subordinates were either killed or defected to Gaozhi.

, Yuan Bingdao also wanted to rely on the Nationalist Government to make a comeback, but the Nationalist Government looked down on him because of his poor reputation and lack of troops and power.

In desperation, Yuan Bingdao had no choice but to move his family and children to Shanghai as an apartment. Therefore, this house was originally used for his retirement, so naturally he carefully selected it and attached great importance to it.

There were three houses for him to choose from, but he only took a fancy to this place because the cunning and cunning Yuan Bingdao believed that in today's world, the world is surrounded by great powers and the country is weak and the people are weak. It just happened that the world war had just ended, and the fertile land of China was

Sooner or later, you will be targeted, either by Britain, the United States or Japan and Russia. In the end, the house in the concession is safer.

The previous owner of this house was an Englishman who had married three wives. It was said that all of them died under mysterious circumstances. At that time, there were rumors that an Englishman had killed his wife, but no one reported the crime and there was no evidence, so the matter was ignored.

Later, the British man also died. When he was found, he could not be saved. It was said that before he died, he described horror, as if he had seen something extremely scary. Later, the rumor of being haunted spread like wildfire.

After Yuan Bingdao bought the house, it served as Yuan's mansion without incident for more than ten years. Everyone gradually forgot the rumors about the past, but the old housekeeper still remembered that three people died one after another this time, and the memory was suddenly wiped out from the depths of his mind.

He found it out, and the more he thought about it, the more he became afraid.

Ling and Yue looked at each other.

Not to mention them, even the servants of the Yuan family, the younger ones, probably don't know about the old events from ten years ago.

"Your old man is so rich. He can't buy any house, no matter how big or nice it is. Why does he have to buy a haunted house?" Ling Shu asked.

The old housekeeper smiled bitterly: "I was in a hurry to move in, and the house happened to be big enough. The old man had several houses for his wives and concubines. If it weren't for this kind of house, they wouldn't be able to accommodate them."

Ling Shu raised his head and looked around.

"Although Yuan Mansion is in a good location, the lighting is a bit poor, and the house facing the street is a bit noisy. For a wealthy owner like Yuan Bingdao, this is definitely not the first choice for retirement. And, as far as I know, the Yuan family has moved

When you came here, your old man only brought a wife, a concubine, and one child, Yuan Bing. After arriving in Shanghai for more than ten years, he has not admitted any new people, so he doesn't seem to need such a big house."

Old housekeeper: "We are not in a position to comment on the old man's considerations. I have also advised him. He insists on buying this place, so we can only obey."

Yue Dingtang: "So there were no ghosts in the past ten years or so since you lived here?"

The old housekeeper hesitated for a moment: "There were a few times when the Yuan family had a large population and no one took it seriously. Later, the old man and the old lady died one after another, and the house gradually became empty, and strange things happened more and more."

Ling Shu: "Then why didn't Yuan Bing and the others think about moving out?"

The old housekeeper sighed: "My master spends a lot of time drinking and drinking, and is away from home for half the day. How can he manage so much? Besides, he just sits there and has nothing to do. There is no place to go except this house!"

When they asked about Alan again, neither the housekeeper nor the rest of the Yuan family knew anything about it.

As Ling Shu and others expected, Alan's existence was almost transparent in the Yuan family. Although she was an extremely important person around Du Yunning, her muteness and illiteracy caused serious obstacles to her communication with other people, except for the old housekeeper.

Other than some sign language, other servants couldn't communicate with her at all.

No one likes her, no one hates her, and no one cares about her. If this time it was not connected with the murder case, her every breath, life and death are destined to not make much waves.

It is not surprising that such little people are everywhere in this city in this era.

Ling Shu: "Did Alan leave anything behind, or a relic?"

The old housekeeper said: "After her accident, the chief of the patrol room came and took away all the things she used on daily basis. You two can go and ask."

Yue Dingtang was noncommittal: "Let's go to the front building first."

The old housekeeper hesitated and refused to join.

Yue Dingtang knew the reason.

Rumors are flying all over the place now, especially the rumor that the Yuan Mansion is haunted, which is becoming more and more popular day by day. Even the policeman responsible for guarding the house swears that he has seen Du Yunning standing by the window and staring out.

Under this situation, other people are naturally in a state of panic, and everything is in jeopardy.

Ling and Yue did not force him. Yue Dingtang had the key in hand and could directly open the front door.

A dusty breath hit my face, wrapped in the coldness of ice and snow, rolled into a ball, cold and dry, without any pleasant and exciting elements.

The owner of this small building has only been away for a short time, and his popularity has completely disappeared. There is even a bit of a ghostly atmosphere. No wonder the old housekeeper stays outside and refuses to come in.

Yue Dingtang went to the servant's room downstairs first, while Ling Shu went upstairs to Du Yunning's room.

You've already seen everything you need to see last time, and there's actually not much new stuff to discover.

But Ling Shu was afraid that he might have missed something, so he still re-examined every detail.

There were footsteps outside the door, very light and not fast.

"What did you find?" Ling Shu didn't even look back.

He thought it was Yue Dingtang.

But no one behind him made a sound.

Ling Shu was looking through the drawer next to the bed and didn't notice it for a moment until he felt a gentle blow on the back of his neck.

The warm breath made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

Ling Shu grabbed it with his backhand and missed it!

He turned back sharply!
Chapter completed!