One of them, an old lady wearing a red armband, must be a staff member of the neighborhood committee.
The other two people, a man and a woman, were about a middle-aged couple.
The man has a majestic appearance and wears glasses like an intellectual, while the woman is a bit rustic. Their temperaments are completely incompatible.
Du Fei was shocked, could this house be occupied so quickly?
This is not good news.
Because there was no one there before, Xiaohong's men could search the house unscrupulously.
But once there are people living there, you must restrain yourself.
The three people didn't stay long. After walking around for a while, they left quickly.
Du Fei works on the street, and he knows very well that houses in the capital are in short supply. If there is a real chance of getting a house, no one will give up even if he knows that someone has died.
Following the normal procedures, someone will move in within three or four days at most.
Du Fei disconnected his vision synchronization, and was thinking about whether to give up here, or wait for the other party to move in, and whether he would repair the house.
If you repair the house, you might find something else.
Du Fei was leaning on the Arhat's bed, while "The Story of the Red Lantern" was still playing on the radio.
There is a saying that although the model opera has not been polished over time and has a bit less charm than traditional Peking opera, it is more compact and pleasant to listen to.
While Du Fei was thinking, he unconsciously slapped the coffee table with his hands in accordance with the rhythm.
Unexpectedly, before "The Story of the Red Lantern" finished singing, Xiaohong's mood fluctuated again.
I don't know what happened, but I connected my vision again.
Xiao Hong was still where she was just now, and she saw a sneaky person, who was rummaging around in the house without turning on the light.
Du Fei took a closer look and saw that he was a thin man with a bit of a sinister look.
He shouldn't be too old, only in his twenties.
Because the house had been cleaned up by Qiao Dali's parents before, everything that could be taken away from the house was taken away.
Bare and clearly visible.
The man touched here and there, walking from the outer room to the inner room, then to the kitchen, sticking his buttocks out and putting his hand into the stove to grope around.
But nothing was found.
Because of his previous experience, Du Fei also paid special attention to Qiao Dali's stove and had long confirmed that nothing was hidden inside.
The man looked up again and muttered, not knowing what to say.
The roof of Qiao Dali's house is covered with expired newspapers, and the beams and pillars of the house itself cannot be seen.
Du Fei had also thought before that Qiao Dali might have put something on the bedroom door, and he once asked Xiaohong to go in and take a look.
It's clear at a glance and there's nothing hidden there.
However, this man seemed to know something. He walked around the house twice with a clear intention, carefully checking the room details of the inner and outer rooms.
Finally, I found something in a corner.
Carefully, he stepped on the window sill next to him and stretched his arms to feel up.
Because of the age of the room above, the paste had long lost its stickiness. After being touched twice by the man, it detached from the wall and a corner drooped down.
Du Fei saw this scene through Xiao Hong's vision, and couldn't help but feel moved.
At the same time, the man's face showed joy, and he held one hand against the wall and reached into the room to grope around.
After a few moments, his expression suddenly changed.
Then he showed a very painful expression. He wanted to scream but did not dare to make a sound. He just gritted his teeth and held back.
Then he jerked his hand back from above.
At this time, Xiaohong was hiding under the corner not far from him.
Du Fei could see clearly that there was a mousetrap stuck in this man's hand!
The clamp was also serrated, and the index and middle fingers of the man's right hand were caught in it. It probably cut off the blood vessels and caused blood to flow out.
that person He sat on the ground gritting his teeth, his face twisted in pain, and he used his other hand to break the mousetrap hard, trying to pull his hand out of it.
The spring of the mouse trap is very hard and is deeply embedded in the flesh. It hurts when touched and even when not touched.
Du Fei was overjoyed.
No need to ask, this mousetrap must have been left by Qiao Dali.
Could it be that this is where Qiao Dali hides his things?
After a while, the man finally took off the mousetrap.
Although his hands were full of blood, they were just superficial injuries and nothing serious.
But I was still thinking about the things above. I covered the wound with my clothes, got up from the ground, and stepped on the window sill again.
Du Fei looked at it and felt something was wrong.
If Qiao Dali really put something on it, what's the use of getting a mousetrap?
This thing can't kill anyone.
Even if it is triggered, the items will not be lost.
However, at this moment, the man stepped on the window sill, and before he could climb up again, his face suddenly stiffened, his eyes popped out, and he sat down on the ground with a painful expression.
Du Fei was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, the man kicked his legs and was already dead.
At this moment, Du Fei felt countless horses running through his heart.
Just now I thought that the mousetrap would not kill the person, but in the blink of an eye the person died. This slap in the face came too fast.
He also realized that the mouse trap must have been smeared with poison by Qiao Dali.
It was probably cyanide or something like that. It would seal your throat when you see blood and kill you immediately.
Du Fei took a deep breath, thinking that this Qiao Dali was really a cruel person.
It is estimated that this house cannot be transferred.
If Qiao Dali died in the house before, some people would still be lucky.
But not long after, another person died in the house, which definitely confirmed the house's reputation as a haunted house.
There won’t be many rumors fabricated by then!
Du Fei didn't care about this, calmed down a little, and immediately let Xiao Hong go over, climbed over the body and climbed onto the bed sheet.
Xiao Hong moved very quickly. After receiving the order, she got up in a few clicks.
But it weighs more than an ordinary mouse, and even though the newspaper-paste house has iron wire keels, it may not be able to withstand Xiaohong's weight.
So it climbed up very carefully.
Du Fei used his vision synchronization to check the situation inside.
It didn't take long to find the place where the mouse trap was placed.
Finally it dawned on me.
No wonder Xiaohong's mice were digging holes here and there, but they were never found.
It turned out that Qiao Dali was such a thief that he made a hole directly under the beam on the wall, pulled out the wall tiles inside, and created a sandwich wall.
The opening was made in the beam, and a secret door was made into which only one hand could be inserted.
The poisoned mouse trap is placed inside the secret door.
If it was Qiao Dali himself who could open the secret door and take out the mouse trap, everything would be fine.
But if it were someone else who didn't know what was going on and put their hand directly in, they would definitely die if they were caught.
Du Fei subconsciously swallowed and spit.
I think this Qiao Dali is really cruel and ruthless.
It's a pity that after a lot of misunderstanding, not only was he killed, but the ambush was also avoided, which ended up giving Du Fei an advantage.
While thinking about it, he let Xiaohong pass.
The entrance between the walls is very small, and the space inside is not large.
Du Fei adjusted his perspective and looked inside.
It was about the size of two dictionaries, and inside were two tightly wrapped cloth bags.
Xiaohong stretched out her paw, pulled out the two cloth bags, and dropped them to the ground one after another.
One was lighter and made a muffled sound of "poof", while the other made a "clang" sound, making the sound of gold and iron colliding.
Although Du Fei couldn't hear, he could see the state of the two cloth bags after they landed.
The former bounced slightly, while the latter lay motionless on the ground.
Follow Xiaohong down from above.
There is a rope tied to the cloth bag, and Xiaohong bites the rope one by one.
The first cloth bag was easily carried back into the hole, but the second one was quite heavy. Xiaohong bit it and dragged it, feeling very strenuous.
Du Fei looked at the size of the cloth bag, and there might be a large yellow croaker inside.
But at this moment, a light suddenly swept outside the window.
Du Fei felt a shiver in his heart. He knew it was a flashlight, and the movement in the room might have alerted the outside world.
Xiao Hong couldn't help but speed up.
The person holding a flashlight outside was originally going to get into the tub, but as soon as he went out, he heard a "clang".
He followed the voice and saw that it was Qiao Dali's family.
Subconsciously shouted "Who"?
It was midnight, and his voice was quite loud.
Suddenly, the person in the room next to me was startled, and he cursed, "Wu Laoer, what are you shouting about? I'm not letting anyone sleep!"
"Old~Old Fourth, just now...just now...there seems to be something going on at Qiao Dali's house?" Wu Laoer swallowed and stammered, but there was still one sentence in his heart that was "Don't be haunted." He didn't say it out loud.
"What the hell..." The fourth child is a bachelor in the courtyard. He is similar to the pillars in Du Fei's courtyard, and he is a bit of a fool.
I couldn't sleep anyway, I was just chatting with the beasts in the house.
As soon as I heard this, I suddenly became enlightened.
He stood up suddenly, pulled out his rag shoes and asked, "What's the matter?"
Wu Laoer licked his lips and pointed at Qiao Dali's house.
In the dead of night, there was a "chachacha~" movement from inside, as if something was rubbing on the ground.
Even the always brave fourth child felt a little scared now. He subconsciously felt that his throat was dry and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
But in front of Wu Laoer, he refused to weaken his momentum, otherwise he would not be able to survive in this area after word spread.
Laosi said bravely, "Let's go over and have a look."
Wu Lao Er was not willing to go, but Wu Lao Er was dragged by Wu Lao Si and had no choice but to follow.
The two people came to the door, and the sound of "chachacha" inside became clearer.
The fourth child had the courage to ask "Who?"
There was no response from inside, it was still buzzing.
The fourth child was worried and stretched out his hand to push the door in front of him.
A crunch~
The door opened in response, and the white moonlight shone into the room, immediately revealing two human legs stretched out in front of the door.
Wu Lao Er and Wu Lao Si were both startled.
Especially Wu Laoer, who couldn't hold it in anymore and wanted to go to the big size.
This time, there was an oops and it collapsed instantly...
They didn't notice that in the corner, Xiaohong had returned to the cave dragging a second cloth bag.
The screams of the two people suddenly alarmed the whole hospital, and every family lit their lamps and came out one after another.
Those who didn't know what they were doing, some were carrying rolling pins, and some were carrying fire tongs, thinking that there was a thief in the yard.
Until they saw the bodies of Qiao Dali's family, everyone was terrified.
An old man in the courtyard had been on the battlefield, but he was not afraid of the dead. When he saw the corpse in the house, he recognized it at a glance, "Hey? This one is not following Qiao Dali." Is Wang bad at water? Why did he die here? Hurry, report the case..."
At the same time, watching Xiaohong drag the two cloth bags back, the mess outside had nothing to do with Du Fei.
I couldn't wait to let Xiaohong bite open the cloth bag.
It is said that Du Fei did not like rats originally. Like most people, every time he saw a rat, he would think of filth and disease.
But I have to admit that Xiaohong, who has undergone special training, can indeed understand his meaning better.
Even the earliest Xiao Wu is not as obedient and easy to use as Xiao Hong.
After receiving Du Fei's order, he immediately bit open the cloth bag to reveal the contents.
In the cloth bag in front, as expected, was a stack of money folded in half.
Most of them are ten yuan, and some are five yuan and two yuan. The total is estimated to be three to four hundred yuan.
The other one was not the big yellow croaker that Du Fei had guessed before.
After biting open the cloth bag, there were four identical metal plaques inside!
Two of them are yellow and the other two are somewhat mottled. They are the gilt bronze waist medals of Prince Qing's Mansion.
Du Fei's heart moved.
Mr. Qian came to him before and said that Qiao Dali wanted to forcefully buy their belongings, including this royal badge from Prince Qing's Mansion.
Du Fei had doubts at that time, but now it seems that what Qiao Dali wants is these waist cards, and the other things are just to deceive others.
Thinking again, after Qiao Dali's death, Chu Chunhua came here secretly, probably to find these waist cards.
It can basically be concluded that Wang Wenming and his group were behind the scenes instigating Qiao Dali to buy things.
These waist cards seem to be directly related to the huge treasure of Prince Qing Yikuang.
Du Feixin asked, "Could it be that Wang Wenming is eyeing these treasures?"
He had known about Prince Qing's treasure for a long time, but he never paid much attention to it.
Because he felt that this matter was really a bit mysterious.
After all, so many years have passed, and no matter how wealthy Prince Qing is, it will be difficult to survive after so many years of war.
Moreover, before traveling through time, Du Fei had not heard any news about Prince Qing's treasure.
In the future, when China enters the era of large-scale infrastructure construction, even the legendary place where "Zhang Xianzhong sinks silver" will be found.
If there really is a treasure of King Qing, it is hidden near the capital. With the construction of high-rise buildings and subway construction, it is impossible that it cannot be dug out.
But now, Wang Wenming is actually very concerned about this matter.
Although Du Fei didn't have much contact with Wang Wenming, he knew that he was definitely a powerful character.
Moreover, given Wang Wenming's situation, if he is not certain, he will never waste energy on useless things.
Du Fei disconnected his vision synchronization and leaned on the Arhat bed with his eyes closed.
I silently thought in my heart, "Is the so-called Prince Qing's treasure real? But if it is real, what does it have to do with these waist cards?"
Could it be that Prince Qing lost his mind back then and made a treasure map, engraved it on these waist badges, and distributed it to his guards.
In the future, we must collect all the cards to determine the location of the treasure?
This is not a stupid drama.
In real life, normal people wouldn’t do this, right?
In the end, I didn't have any clue after much thought.
What's more, Du Fei has such a waist card in his hand and has studied it carefully before.
He has enough space to carry around, so he is not afraid of things getting broken, and he can even cut them open without finding anything.
Du Fei really couldn't understand why Prince Qing's treasure was associated with these waist cards?
Is there really something strange that no one knows about?