Just as Xia Meng was about to continue talking, the fat man shivered and took out a piece of cloth from his arms.

Xia Meng stared at him in confusion.

She looked very familiar when she looked at the cloth with rough stitches. After a moment, she realized that the cloth was placed next to the pillow on the bed.

There is a piece on each bed.

Perhaps because the wooden pillow is too hard, people who are not used to it can sleep with a pad.

But at this moment, the fat man opened the cloth layer by layer, and there was obviously something inside.

Chen Qiang, An Xuan, Xia Meng, and the three of them were staring at this place, especially the latter, who seemed to want to rush up and help him turn it on.

Gradually, a round pearl appeared in his hands.

He held the pearl in both hands, as if he was caring for a work of art. The pearl exuded a round luster. The only disadvantage was that there were some traces of breakage on one side.

It was like being embedded in a piece of jewelry before, and then it was broken.

"This is......"

"It was her who gave it to me." Without hearing Jiang Cheng stop, the fat man looked at the maid on the painting and said slowly: "It fell down when I moved her body."

This is not very smooth sentence, but at this moment, it is inexplicably convincing when it is said in the fat man.

After all... the picture on the drawing will not deceive people.

There must be some kind of connection between this fat man and that maid who is not yet clear to them.

Very close contact.

Xia Meng stared at the pearl on the fat man's hand, but she had no intention of touching it. The mission was about to end, so she had to be cautious.

She was worried that after touching the pearl, the fat man on the painting would become her... Maybe she would become her.

"It seems to have fallen from some jewelry." An Xuan raised his head and looked at the fat man and said, "It should be the reminder left by that maid for you."

An Xuan deliberately did not use the little beggar to describe the girl, just because he was worried that it would stimulate the fat man.

But what he didn't know was that the latter didn't care.

In his eyes, the one who helped him, trusted him, and took the initiative to care about him for steamed buns... was the little beggar.

After thinking for a while, An Xuan suddenly said, "Let's go." After that, he turned around and walked towards the door. The remaining few people were obviously stunned for a moment.

"Where are you going?" Chen Qiang asked subconsciously.

"attic."

Jiang Cheng was the second move, and he said when he passed by Chen Qiang.

Young Master Huang's attic contains many women's jewelry, and the owner of these jewelry is obviously a mystery.

The little beggar was caught and beaten to death after going to Young Master Huang's attic. Her body was just transferred to the yard in the future.

I think that when Butler Zhou and his team did this, they not only wanted to anger them to take action, but also wanted to divert their attention from the attic.

After all... there are so many secrets hidden there.

An Xuan also dug out the real ancient book in the attic.

And the only time the ghost appeared during the day was on the bed in the attic. Master Liao Zhi paid the price of his life for his stupid behavior.

Thinking of this, everyone no longer hesitated. The group took advantage of the night to come to the near Master Huang's attic.

It is quiet here, but this kind of quietness makes people feel nervous.

"Don't go to the door." Xia Meng squatted near the wall and whispered, "Follow me, I know that a broken wall can be turned in."

Everyone followed her tacitly, Xia Meng walked in front and An Xuan was at the end.

Jiang Cheng followed the fat man silently.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, several people flipped into the broken wall, and the sound of landing was almost negligible. An Xuan lowered his body, looking around with vigilant eyes.

The importance of tonight to them is self-evident, either life or death.

But in the same way, for Mr. Zhou and the others, since they also know the importance of the attic, why are there no one left to guard here?

He would not think it was negligence.

People who can make arrangements for a few years or even longer will not make such low-level mistakes.

The only explanation is that there is a conspiracy.

Will the things in the attic...because they have been taken away?

Suddenly, he felt someone touching him, turned his head, and there were sharp eyes under the moonlight, "Don't get distracted." Xia Meng said in a low voice.

Under the leadership of Jiang Cheng, several people came to the window where he and An Xuan Master Liao Zhi had climbed into it.

Everyone was not in a position to support the neighborhood, so they planned to leave a few people to stay outside and those who went in looked for clues.

The fat man had to go in, and he subconsciously looked at the doctor, who nodded.

"Be careful." Chen Qiang said softly.

The fat man carefully opened the window a gap and looked inside along the gap. The light was dim, but he could still see it clearly.

Jiang Cheng gently came to another window next to him, opened a gap, looked in for a while before turning in.

The costumes were still everywhere, with only a little light shining through the gaps, and the surroundings were covered with shadows. From time to time, the costumes were stirred up, as if someone was standing there.

Jiang Cheng's body suddenly paused, and the fat man was near the doctor. He immediately squatted down. He didn't dare to speak, but was just asking with his eyes.

After a while, Jiang Cheng withdrew his gaze, shook his head slightly at the fat man, indicating that it was okay, and then picked his chin and faced the position of the stairs.

After swallowing, the fat man tiptoed towards the stairs.

When the fat man stopped paying attention to him, Jiang Cheng's face became ugly. He turned his head and stared at the clothes hanger in the middle, something was flowing in his eyes.

The big red costume that was hanging there before...is gone.

He didn't dare to tell the fat man.

This is definitely not a good thing for him.

The wooden stairs are so old that the handrails are decaying in many places. When they step on them, they make an irresistible crunch.

In the quiet night, the sound was like a death-seeking song.

The second floor, arrived.

This place is very strange to the fat man. He had never been here before, but what Jiang Cheng didn't expect was that he was not only familiar with him, but also seemed to have a strange sense of familiarity with the place.

He pointed to a very large screen opposite, signaled to the doctor with his eyes, Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, and behind the screen...the human skin drum was placed.

Teacher Liao Zhi died there.

Looking around, a strange feeling fermented in Jiangcheng's heart. It seemed that something special suddenly appeared around him.

But what's strange is that after looking around, he couldn't find the origin of this strange feeling.

But in the next second, Jiang Cheng stopped moving, cold sweat oozed out, instantly wet his back, and his pupils suddenly shrank into a gap.

"When she saw her growing up a tall building, she often had good things. How many beautiful women are mismatched by the mandarin duck. It is hard to force her husband to have a happy relationship. How many happy and kindness will last forever?"

"How many phoenixes are there to reward phoenixes? How many purple phoenixes and orioles mistakenly call the waves? When we meet, we will cultivate both blessings and wisdom in life. Ask the God of Heaven, we will be romantic for a moment, and we will be afraid that there will be no part of it."

"But I have a son who is the same heart, die and have the same acupoint, and live and have the same home, so I will be together with branches and tombs. I will be happy to share the tombs..."

A strange opera sounded, and the waves were circling, and sad and resentful.

Just in...his ear.
Chapter completed!