Chapter 22 Clues

“Spirit investigation team…”

“Yes.” Liu Guo didn’t expect to find such a clue at first. He looked at Jiang Cheng and continued, “Li Maoshen, Yu Youwei, Song Xiaoyou, Qiao Yu, and Zhao Jiajia, all five of them are members of the spirit investigation team. I think what really killed them was one of their shoots.”

“And this ring.” Hua Luo suddenly said. Everyone saw him take out the ring from his pocket. The inside of the ring was marked with the words Shen Aiwei.

Obviously, judging from the current clues, Li Maoshen and Yu Youwei should be a couple, and Li Maoshen himself was the initiator of this spirit investigation team.

“But since it was because the shooting offended the ghost, then why did the ghost leave this ring in Yulan’s mouth after killing her?” Wan Yuanning looked at the ring and raised a very real question.

Because of the existence of this ring, their investigation direction has been affected to a certain extent. They originally thought it was related to a love affair.

“Don’t know.” Wei Jinting shrugged.

He had a backpack on his back, which was bigger than Jiao Tailang's bag, and this bag didn't exist before.

After realizing that someone was staring at the bag, Wei Jinting naturally took the bag off and took out a laptop from it. It was black and red, and the style was relatively old.

“Qiao Yu’s.” He said, “We got it from his brother, but there’s nothing in it. It’s all been emptied.”

“It wasn’t his brother who did it. It was taken back from the police and there was nothing left.” He spread his hands and explained helplessly.

It can be seen that Jiao Tailang and others are still very curious about what is in the computer, but it is getting dark and there is no time.

Everyone briefly exchanged information about what happened to Lu Huaxu and Xu Yi, and then went back to their rooms.

In the stairwell, Fatty kept imparting his experience of saving his life to Chu Jiu, which made Jiang Cheng frown. The two of them kept sending Chu Jiu back to her room.

Standing in front of Chu Jiu’s room, Jiang Cheng glanced at room 710 not far away. The door was closed, and no one would ever open it again.

The situation is very unfavorable for Chu Jiu. Xu Yi, who could take care of her, is dead, and it has been confirmed that there is a ghost living in room 717 on her floor.

Chu Jiu lowered her head, as if she was afraid of being saddened by the scene. Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand and touched Chu Jiu’s head, then leaned over and whispered a few words in Chu Jiu’s ear.

His voice was very small, and even Fatty couldn’t hear him.

But after hearing these words, Chu Jiu immediately raised her head and looked at him with a very special look, as if she was judging the truth of what he said.

Jiang Cheng nodded to her, stretched out three fingers with a righteous look, and pointed obliquely at Fatty and said, "If I lie to you, let Wang Fugui be struck by lightning."

Fatty: “???”

What made Fatty a little relieved was that Chu Jiu’s complexion improved a lot after hearing this. After Xu Yi disappeared, there was light in her eyes for the first time.

On the way back, Fatty rarely complained to Jiang Cheng for using him to make vows again. "Doctor," he followed curiously and asked, "What did you say to that child just now?"

Chu Jiu claimed to be in college, but she looked like she was just in high school, so Fatty always called her a child.

"I told her that this copy is special. Xu Yi is not dead, but was just taken away by a ghost." Jiang Cheng said, "If we crack the mission as soon as possible, then she still has a chance to survive."

Fatty was stunned for a moment, and then said with some surprise, "Really?"

Jiang Cheng paused, and after a few seconds, slowly said, "Fake."

After a moment of silence, Fatty didn’t act like Jiang Cheng thought he would. Instead, he put a hand on his shoulder and patted him comfortingly. “Doctor,” Fatty encouraged, “Don’t blame yourself. I know you’ve tried your best.”

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng’s eyes flickered, and then he took Fatty’s hand away while tidying up his clothes. “Xu Yi was haunted by a ghost, and she died because she was stupid.” Jiang Cheng said in a cold voice, “What do I have to blame myself for?”

"I took the same car with Xu Yi to observe the ghost's killing methods at close range, and I brought Chu Jiu along just in case." He glanced at Fatty, flipped up his wrinkled collar, and said in an indifferent tone, "She can be left behind to block the knife at a critical moment."

Fatty blinked, and after a long while, he lowered his voice and asked, "Doctor, were you... explaining just now?"

......

"Drip."

"Drip."

......

In the room, a man was sitting next to the bed, and the smell of tobacco filled the bedroom.

Liu Guo stared at the wall clock, and extinguished the cigarette in his hand at a quarter past 7 o'clock.

A few seconds later, the phone rang on time. After counting to the 4th ring in his mind, he answered the phone.

"Sister Xu is dead..." There was a young man's voice on the other end of the phone. The voice was very low, as if he was suppressing his emotions.

Liu Guo pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "I know."

The grief in his heart was no less than that of the young man, but now was not the time for grief. This was a war, a war where it was either victory or death.

Of course, what’s even more tragic is the fate of those who fall into the hands of those guys and live a life worse than death.

"Could it be them?" The young man's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Liu Guo thought for a while, exhaled, "I'm not sure. I'm watching this side very closely, and... Lu Huaxu is really dead, not faking his death."

He saw Lu Huaxu's body. His whole body was covered with large areas of burns, and some of his limbs were even carbonized.

Strangely, they found the body in the bathroom, but right next to the body, there were three large red plastic buckets filled with water.

In the entire bathroom, except for the corpse that had traces of being severely burned, everything around it was very clean.

Wooden mops, toilet paper and other flammable materials showed no signs of being ignited, as if he had spontaneously combusted into this ghostly appearance in an instant.

"I know what you want to ask. You think he died too easily, right?" Liu Guo continued, "I think so too."

After a while, the other side of the phone said, "This Lu Huaxu is fake."

"That's right." Liu Guo said, "I agree with your opinion. This Lu Huaxu should just be a smokescreen. He is just a chess piece to disrupt our sight. The real Shen Hong is someone else."

"That... Wu?" After saying that, the young man hesitated again, and explained a few seconds later, "Although I also think he is very suspicious, this name, and his actions, don't seem like he wants to hide himself. He is too casual, and he hardly participates in the direction of our mission, as if the completion of the mission has nothing to do with him."

"When we were near the cafe in the afternoon, the fire alarm was triggered and we were separated by the crowd." Holding the phone in his hand, Liu Guo leaned forward and said, "Wu was missing for about 20 minutes."