The five people walked forward along the garden. The main door of the old house was a wooden door. There were two red door gods stuck on the black wooden door. The red paper had been dried to a white color and peeled off on both sides. There were two copper door gods on the door.
The copper ring was polished until it was shiny. Lin Lefeng threw the key to Lao Qian and said, "Open the door!"
Lao Qian took the key and opened the door. The lock on the door was a little rusty, and it took about a minute to open it.
Lao Qian gently opened the door. The heavy old wooden door made a dull and long sound. It was pitch dark inside and nothing could be seen.
| "Where is the light switch?" Lao Qian turned around and asked Lin Lefeng.
Lin Lefeng's voice trembled slightly, "Where do I remember it? You can look for it yourself."
Lao Qian took out his cell phone, turned on its flashlight, and found the switch next to the door. With a snap, the room suddenly became brighter.
All the furniture was covered with thick cloth, and the thick cloth was full of dust. Although there was no garbage on the old-fashioned floor, it was still full of dust. When you step on it and walk around, smoke and dust will rise under your feet.
The design of the stairs is a bit special. This old house actually uses a novel spiral staircase design, and the rotating arc is very beautiful. From the downstairs, the three-story staircase looks like a big whirlpool, which makes people feel dizzy.
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Walking up the wooden stairs, the stairs made a squeaking sound because they hadn't been moved frequently for a long time, which seemed very scary in this silent night.
Lin Lefeng unconsciously clenched his fingers with Jing'er, his palms sweating.
There are three rooms on the second floor. Jing'er pushed open the room where the security guard was killed and turned on the light. The chandelier in this room burned down and only one light bulb was on. This light bulb was an old-style tungsten filament bulb with a low wattage.
, it only emits a dim and yellowish light, which is not even enough to illuminate the entire room.
The glass of the window was broken, and cold wind came in from the window. It was colder here than in the living room. Lin Lefeng wrapped his clothes and followed Jing'er step by step.
Jing'er looked up at the ceiling. The rope on the ceiling had been removed and sent back to the forensic team. There were two small holes on the ceiling. The edges of the holes were very smooth. It didn't look like they were broken by a hammer drill, but rather like someone had used it.
The spiritual power threaded the rope through.
"Oh my God, this place is so scary." Lin Lefeng looked frightened and took a step back. There was nothing here, but there was a very scary atmosphere, and this scary atmosphere filled every corner.
Jing'er said: "There has been a murder here. Of course it's a bit spooky. Rich man, Platoon Leader Zhang. Please look around to see if there's anything suspicious."
"Yes!" The three of them immediately started searching the room. Jing'er squatted down and reached out to touch the ground. She looked at her hands that were slightly dusty. Although there was dust, the ground here was much cleaner than outside.
The windows here are broken, so it's supposed to be dirtier than outside.
"No one should be cleaning here, right?" Platoon Leader Zhang also noticed it. He also squatted down and touched it, "Hey, it really is much cleaner than outside. It's weird."
There was no furniture in the room, but there was a pile of things covered with white cloth in the corner. Jing'er walked over and opened the white cloth. Covered by the white cloth were two heavy old-fashioned carved wooden boxes, which were used as dowries for daughters in the 1950s and 1960s.
box.
The box was locked with an atomic lock. Platoon Leader Zhang walked over, squatted down, touched it gently, and said, "This lock is not difficult. Do you want to open it?"
Jing'er stared at the two boxes, always feeling that there were some mysterious things hidden inside. She was silent for a moment and said: "Open it and take a look."
Lin Lefeng quickly stepped forward to stop it, "Wait a minute, this is someone else's personal belongings after all. Do you have to ask the owner before opening it? You are here to investigate the case, not to cause damage."
Lao Qian said arrogantly: "What we are investigating now is a murder case. We can take back anything at the murder scene for investigation. There is no need to ask about the person you mentioned."
Lin Lefeng said calmly: "Are you mean to me?"
Lao Qian was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he seemed to have just promised to help him pay off his credit card, but this promise had not yet been put into action. In other words, this man still couldn't afford to offend him. He said silently: "No, I just
Do some popular science.”
Here, Platoon Leader Zhang had already used an iron wire to poke the lock open at the command of You Jing'er. The box was very thick, so it took some effort for Platoon Leader Zhang to open it.
On the top layer of the box, there is a stack of old newspapers. The newspapers are a little yellowed, showing that they have been there for some time.
Jing'er took out the newspaper, and there were some books and notes underneath. Jing'er opened it and saw that it was basically information about Miao poison.
"Open the other box." Jing'er said.
"What's there to read? They're all old books!" said the rich man.
Platoon leader Zhang opened another box. Due to insufficient lighting, several people used their mobile phones to illuminate the box and looked inside.
"Why are they jars?" Lin Lefeng asked strangely.
There are more than a dozen earthenware jars in the box, each one is about the diameter of a bowl, the jar body has rough patterns, the lid of the jar is tightly sealed, and it seems to be some years old.
Lin Lefeng reached out to take it, but Jing'er suddenly stopped, "Don't move!"
Lin Lefeng quickly stopped his hand and asked in shock: "Why can't you move? Is there anything weird?"
He saw a nice-looking stick appearing in Jing'er's hand. She used the stick to gently open the lid. Lao Qian used the flashlight of his mobile phone to shine through it. He suddenly felt his scalp numb. There was actually a living giant snake crawling in the jar.
Centipede. This centipede is as thick as a thumb and is crawling out slowly. It probably sensed someone, so it slowly retracted.
Lin Lefeng was shocked, "Oh my god, are these jars used to raise centipedes?"
Jing'er opened the lids of all the jars, and sure enough, there was a centipede in every jar.
"These centipedes should always be fed, but Jun Ning has been dead for three years, who will feed these centipedes?" the rich man asked strangely.
Jing'er put the lid on, closed the box, and said to the rich man: "Take these two boxes of things back first."
"Yes!" The rich man picked up a box in one hand and looked at Platoon Leader Zhang provocatively, "Seeing that you are so afraid of centipedes, why don't you pick up another box."
The box was very heavy, but the rich man picked it up with one hand. Platoon leader Zhang was also a little surprised, but as a man from the army, he naturally couldn't show weakness. He hugged it with both hands and blushed before picking up the box.
The contents inside are actually not heavy, but the box itself is made of solid wood and is very thick, so it naturally becomes heavy.
Lao Qian said: "I'll do it!"
I saw Lao Qian gently pick up the box, and he picked it up easily.
Platoon Leader Zhang was a little embarrassed at this moment, and he was secretly surprised. These two people could eat the size of Popeye's spinach, right? How could they be so strong?
Jing'er said to the two of them: "You go back first, I'll look around."
"Stop looking, there's nothing interesting to see. Go back." Lin Lefeng was scared. There were dead snakes and rats outside this house. There were centipedes here and people had died. It was so eerie and scary that it was not suitable to stay for a long time.
"You and Platoon Leader Zhang should leave first. I'll just stay here and take a look." Jing'er seemed to have some idea, her eyes kept searching around.