Reacting to Baomu's words, the four of them rushed out the door like crazy.
"It's a little thicker outside the door, let's take the stairs!"
Xiaolan ran after the three of them and sniffed hard, but still couldn't smell anything.
"Oh, little girl, why are you following me?" The fool turned around and saw Xiaolan, "What should I do if I'm in danger?"
"The Taoist Master said that you should contact him if you have anything." Xiaolan replied with heavy breaths.
"It's not this floor, it has to go down," Baomu, who walked up to the corner of the stairwell first, pointed down, "The smell is getting stronger and stronger!"
Gradually, Xiaolan could also smell the trace of disharmony filling the air.
"It's over, it's over!" The fool was so anxious that he almost rolled down the stairs. "This is the smell from the first floor. The smell is so strong, the gas density must be very high. We must be careful, otherwise we will have to deal with it here!"
"But the door on the first floor is open." Xiaolan questioned.
"It's not the first floor!" Baomu stood at the top of the stairs. "There's no kitchen on the first floor. This smell comes from the basement!"
Xiaolan felt her head buzzing.
Dead lobby.
They haven't seen each other since last night.
Absent-minded greetings at parting.
"We have to hurry up!" Xiaolan screamed like crazy, "The boss and the boss's wife are in danger!"
Xiaoyin rushed to the front desk and took out some disposable towels, poured water on them, and the four of them covered their noses and moved cautiously to the basement.
"Don't join in the fun, go out and call the Taoist priest." The fool saw Xiaolan and quickly pushed her up.
Xiaolan shook her head stubbornly, "I want to go!"
"The density is too high," Baomu pressed his temples in pain, "I...I can't tell which house it is."
The structure of the basement is intricate. Xiaolan, as someone who has been lost here, knows this deeply.
"Separately search!" the fool yelled and rushed deep into the basement.
The strong smell of gas hit her nasal cavity, and Xiaolan shook her head. Although the smell was unpleasant, it was not unbearable. Xiaolan felt that her thinking and IQ did not seem to be affected much.
Watching the three of them run away, Xiaolan chose another fork in the road and entered the first door facing her.
The low table against the wall, the scattered benches, and the very conspicuous, filled-in hole under the low table.
This is the room that was once used as a temporary halfway house for trafficked people!
There was no one in the room. Xiaolan was just about to turn around and walk out, but out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of something placed on the table.
It's something that didn't exist before.
Xiaolan came closer. It was a piece of folded white paper with a bank card pressed on it.
Fold the white paper and neat fonts appear.
"children,
Thank you for helping us, the old couple, find Miaomiao..."
No, it’s a suicide note!
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Xiaolan didn't bother to read it, put the paper and bank card in his pocket and ran towards the door.
"Ah!..." Just as he was running to the door, a scream sounded from the right, "Brother! Big sister!"
It seems that Xiaoyin has found it.
Xiaolan ran over following the sound, swerving around, and saw Xiaoyin crying and dragging her hard at the open kitchen door.
The boss and his wife were lying flat in the middle of the kitchen, their faces already gray. Although it was obvious from the blood-red foam oozing from the corners of their mouths that they had experienced great pain, for some reason, happy smiles hung on their faces.
"Brother and sister! Wake up!"
Xiaoyin grabbed their arms, tears falling to the ground drop by drop.
Gotta first...
Xiaolan looked around and saw that the gas valve was still open. Xiaolan rushed over and turned it off, then jumped on the window sill and opened the small ventilation window of the semi-underground kitchen.
The taste suddenly faded a lot.
"Xiaoyin..." The fool held on to the door frame, his voice became very weak, and he walked in with his body hunched, "Have you found it?..."
Xiaolan was still standing on the windowsill, "Brother Fool, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm almost poisoned..." The fool blinked and shook his head, "Baomu is already dead, I just dragged him out."
"Idiot!" Xiaoyin turned her head and cried loudly, "What should I do!..."
"Don't cry." The fool touched Xiaoyin's head, and picked up the boss's wife with both hands on her waist. After taking a few steps, her figure started to shake a little.
"Brother Fool, please carry the boss out first." Xiaolan jumped off the window sill, "Xiaoyin and I will carry the boss's wife out, quickly!"
The three of them worked together to lift the two to the lobby on the first floor. Baomu had already woken up and was half-sitting on the ground calling the Taoist Priest.
The fool slumped on the ground, breathing heavily.
Xiaolan seemed to have remembered something, and rushed back to the basement without staying for a few seconds.
"Xiaolan, what do you want to do?"
"I'll get something and I'll be right back!"
Xiaolan skillfully turned left and then right. On the empty kitchen floor, Miao Miao's remains, well wrapped in a coat, were lying there.
Xiaolan hugged her into her arms, turned around and rushed out of the ground like flying.
"You kid..."
He ran into Xiaoyin who had just chased him to the entrance of the basement. His tearful eyes were full of grievance and anger. When he saw the package in Xiaolan's arms, Xiaoyin understood something and pulled Xiaolan out.
The fool knelt on one knee, leaning on the ground with one hand to support his balance, and picked up the boss's neck with the other hand.
"It's useless..." The fool sat down on the ground dejectedly and shook his head, "Their breathing and pulse are gone."
"Why..." Xiaoyin's stopped tears burst out again, "Didn't we discover it in time? Why..."
"They... they were determined to die..." Baomu struggled to stand up, "It smelled of bitter almonds. They took the poison while turning on the gas, and they died almost instantly..."
Xiaoyin and Xiaolan both stood there dumbfounded.
"Xiaolan!" The Taoist priest called urgently from the door.
"Taoist Master," Xiaolan's ears perked up when she heard the call, and she walked toward the door, "Boss and boss's wife..."
Seeing Xiaolan's figure, the Taoist priest was obviously relieved and walked towards the two bodies.
"Alas...it seems Maple Sugar is right."
"Maple sugar?"
"I felt something was wrong when I went out in the morning," Maple Sugar sighed. "The boss was obviously so excited when he saw Miaomiao, but he calmly accepted Miaomiao's departure, and the two of them didn't act like they were losing anything. For someone who has a daughter, when did the boss change like this? I thought about it carefully, and after he understood the definition of the boundary marker, he seemed to have figured it out and accepted it calmly."
Xiaoyin looked at the two people on the ground with happy smiles in shock.
"That is to say..."
"The boss and his wife know that Miaomiao has gone to the graveyard without reincarnation," the Taoist priest said in a low voice, "so they decided to die with the regret of losing their daughter and meet Miaomiao behind the boundary monument."
