Chapter 185 Clues from the Little Beggar

In Fatty's vision, Jiang Cheng shook his head, "Young Master Huang exists, but I think he's already dead. That female ghost should be Young Master Huang's newlywed wife."

"Master Huang is probably missing his son too much, causing his mind to become confused, that's why he plays his son every night." Jiang Cheng continued, "Only in this way can he regain the feeling that his son is still alive."

After a brief thought, Fatty felt that the doctor's speculation was more reliable and more practical. His own speculation was completely influenced by the plot development in some film and television dramas.

Young Master Huang should have existed, otherwise many things could not be explained.

"By the way, Doctor." Fatty seemed to suddenly remember something, "There's one more thing I forgot to tell you. Before you ran out, we heard a drum sound..."

Jiang Cheng frowned slightly, retracted his gaze, looked at Fatty and asked, "You heard the drum sound?"

"Ah." Fatty nodded, "It was the same as the drum sound coming from the lake. I wanted to ask you when you ran out, but the situation was urgent at the time. You pulled me and ran, and I didn't have time to ask."

The drum sound was the sound of the instrument that Shi Liaozhi knocked over, hitting the drum. Because the collision position was relatively biased, the sound was not loud, and he did not expect it to spread so far and so clearly.

An ominous premonition slowly enveloped his heart, and... he immediately realized that the ghost appeared after that drum sound.

"Doctor." Fatty licked his lips. He didn't notice that the doctor's face had changed, and continued to say, "Listen to me, the drum sound is nothing, but after hearing the drum sound, the little beggar was frightened. He first looked in the direction of the attic, then turned around and stared at me, I thought he was going to do something to me."

"Unexpectedly, he suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed my arm, and then swayed it up and down, making a wuwu sound in his mouth." Fatty described the scene to the doctor while recalling it.

"And then?" Jiang Cheng urged.

Fatty scratched his head in annoyance, "Mainly he can't speak, so he just said wuwu, I couldn't understand a word, but he seemed very anxious."

Jiang Cheng understood in his heart that this little beggar obviously wanted to tell Fatty something, but unfortunately this Fatty had poor comprehension ability, and the little beggar couldn't speak, so the communication had problems.

"How about I perform it for you, Doctor." Fatty said.

"Hurry up!"

Fatty first took a few steps forward quickly, then took a step back step by step, each step using a lot of force. Jiang Cheng looked at him, and Fatty showed an expression that he was doing it like that.

Then Fatty pointed to the position under his feet and just looked at Jiang Cheng.

"Finished?" Jiang Cheng also looked at him.

Fatty nodded embarrassedly, "Yeah."

Seeing Jiang Cheng's face immediately turned bad, as if he was about to clean him up, Fatty immediately defended, "Doctor, don't be like this, really, he really did it like that."

Jiang Cheng stared, his face saying that the person was clearly conveying very important information to you, and this information could probably save your life, but you thought the person was playing in the mud.

But it was useless to say anything now, it was almost dark, unless the little beggar came again tonight, with him present, maybe he could know some clues.

But what annoyed Jiang Cheng was that this little beggar seemed to only be nice to Fatty, and only wanted to help Fatty alone.

As for whether he could give him another demonstration for Fatty's sake, it was unknown.

Extraordinary methods in extraordinary times, if it really doesn't work, he can only join forces with Xia Meng to see if he can use Fatty as bait to find a way to catch this little beggar.

Through Fatty's incident, he increasingly felt that the identity of this little beggar was strange. Seeing his familiarity with the Huang Mansion, it must not have been just a day or two.

Moreover, his age is also a problem, he's still so young, still looking like a child.

A child who can come and go freely in the Huang Mansion...

More importantly, he seemed to know many secrets of the Huang Mansion.

Who... exactly is he?

"Doctor." Fatty leaned over and asked, "It's going to be dark soon, why... why haven't they come back yet?"

Before he finished speaking, it was as if something in the dark heard Fatty's words, and the door was suddenly pushed open. A gust of cold wind blew in, and Fatty's huge body instantly weakened.

Staring at the open door, as if looking at the gates of hell.

Xia Meng, who walked in, glanced at Fatty, then went directly to the table and sat down, poured herself a glass of water, and then gulped it all down.

Fatty blinked, then looked out the door again.

No one, only Xia Meng came back alone.

"Got rid of them?" Jiang Cheng took the teacup, poured himself one as well, and then drank it slowly.

Xia Meng nodded, "Yeah."

Then her face changed slightly, as if there was something she couldn't figure out, "The water surface can't reflect ghosts, You Qi's words are not credible," Xia Meng said, "That Zuo Qing also looks strange, walking and walking, seeing that it was getting dark, she turned around and disappeared."

"Looks like you weren't the last one to run?" Jiang Cheng said with a smile.

Xia Meng glanced at him and snorted coldly, "An Xuan is still there, probably also trying to find a way to escape."

The door had been closed by the extremely vigilant Fatty. She looked out through the window, the sky was gradually darkening, and it was estimated that night would soon fall.

"You... what are you talking about?" Fatty listened in a daze.

Xia Meng drank enough water, turned her body, and looked up and down at Fatty with a very contemptuous look, making the latter feel guilty, "Shi Liaozhi is a ghost." She suddenly said.

"Is a ghost?" Fatty subconsciously looked at the doctor, he didn't believe Xia Meng's words either, he only believed the doctor.

Then he saw the doctor nod, and then felt a cold wind rushing out from the back of his head. He clearly saw a normal person in the afternoon, how did he suddenly become a ghost again?

He really wanted to ask if there was a mistake, but reason told him, don't ask, listening to the doctor is always right.

At least he won't die.

Seemingly still having some affection for Fatty, Jiang Cheng opened his mouth and said, "Don't you think something is missing today?"

"There's no dinner tonight!" Fatty answered immediately.

Indeed, since the afternoon, they hadn't seen the middle-aged woman, so no one told them to have dinner.

"There's no mission!" Xia Meng couldn't bear it anymore and said, "It's almost dark, the middle-aged woman hasn't come to notify us yet, which means there's no show tonight!"

"No show, then how can..." Halfway through, Fatty suddenly stopped, and then his eyes changed, as if he had opened up the Ren and Du channels, and everything was strung together naturally.

The plot has entered this stage, basically someone will die every night, and the ghost's killing method is to use acting, so... how could there be no show to perform tonight?

Unless... Fatty's pupils trembled violently, someone had already died today.