Liangfeng carried the body bag and got out of the car with Kathleen in his arms. When the driver wanted to ask something, the driver, who was looking sideways, saw something in the back seat.
When he turned around to look, his heart almost jumped out of his mouth.
Two figures, one red and one green, were sitting in the back seat. They looked not human at first glance.
"Hello, you can call me Green-skinned Ghost. I am Lord Kami's subordinate."
"Hello, red-skinned ghost, me too."
The green-skinned ghost and the red-skinned ghost greeted each other politely.
There aren't many ghosts as polite as them these days.
What is corporate image?
Corporate image is not only the overall appearance of the company, but also the image of its employees. The more basic something is, the more it can reflect its height, and the more superficial it is, the more it can reflect its depth.
No matter whether you are facing ordinary people or people with abilities, whether you are facing enemies or friends, if you show good magnanimity as a subordinate, then this also elevates the leader's magnanimity in disguised form.
This was the green-skinned ghost's judgment, and then the green-skinned ghost and the red-skinned ghost became what they are now.
After all, Liangfeng didn't have any requirements for the two ghosts in one day. The two ghosts had nothing to do and were very busy.
Even if you are a ghost, you will always think about useless things when you are free.
The driver showed a forced smile, then nodded to the two ghosts and said hello: "Hello."
At this time, Liangfeng had already walked away carrying the body bag.
The cool breeze came before the house.
No. 345 Gumu Road.
The house is very old, and the style of the previous era can be seen, but it does not look like it has been taken care of, because the walls and the ground at the door are clean, without dust, and there are no plants or weeds.
"Is there something living here?"
people?
It’s not necessarily people who live here.
The cool breeze knocked on the door, and a dull knock sounded.
But after waiting for a while, no sound came from inside.
Liangfeng held the door with one hand, and with a little force, the door was slowly pushed open.
Liangfeng narrowed his eyes in surprise and looked inside through the crack of the door, but saw only darkness.
"Is there anyone there?" Liangfeng asked into the crack of the door, but no one answered yet.
"There's no one I can come in with."
Liangfeng said, but Liangfeng would not go in easily.
Open the bag and let Zhao Xiaoxiao go!
"go!"
Zhao Xiaoxiao pouted, squeezed through the crack of the door, and entered the house.
"What's it like inside?" Liangfeng asked through the mark.
"It's wet, it's slippery, it's deep."
"?"
Liangfeng thought for a while and asked in a different way.
"Is it dangerous?"
"No, but there's something weird."
"weird stuff?"
"emmm..."
Zhao Xiaoxiao seemed to be looking for adjectives.
Finally, Zhao Xiaoxiao seemed to have figured it out.
"It's Ding Ding Da!"
"..."
Liangfeng kicked open the door, and Kathleen followed Liangfeng.
Don't even move, fight against pornography.
But when the cool breeze entered the house, there was a pause.
There was nothing unsightly in the room. Instead, it was quite neat and normal. It was not as dark as it looked through the crack in the door. There was light in the room, and the light was soft, making the cool breeze feel very comfortable. However, the room seemed very deep. look like.
Yes, it's deep.
Liangfeng stood at the door, but could not see the end of the house at a glance. The space inside the house was larger than imagined, just like a road leading to the distance, but this road was in a house.
At this time, Zhao Xiaoxiao was standing next to a wall in the corner, near the door. There was a row of books on the table, as well as some manuscript paper and pens.
Except for the table and the bookshelf next to the table, the only remaining building in the house is a statue at the entrance. The statue looks like a pyramid, but in the center of the side facing the cool breeze, there is a sculpture carved Eye texture.
But this thing doesn't look like that.
Liangfeng looked around, but frowned.
Although there is light here, Liangfeng cannot see the source of the light.
why?
Thinking of the darkness he saw outside, Liangfeng began to think in his heart.
Where does the light here come from?
In other words, is the scene here really what you see with your own eyes?
Liangfeng is worried that he has fallen into some special existence's methods.
But Liangfeng had already been mentally prepared.
Now that you have decided to come in, you will definitely encounter something. The key to the problem is that Liangfeng can see and solve the crisis.
Although he was a little curious about the strange statue in front of him, Liangfeng still walked in the direction of Zhao Xiaoxiao.
Both the desk and the bookshelf next to it obviously don't match the environment here. They look more like they were brought here from other places.
But after taking two steps, Liangfeng raised his eyebrows.
Indeed, as Zhao Xiaoxiao said, it is very wet and slippery here...
Well, it means the ground.
The ground is paved with neat stones.
Liangfeng knelt down and touched the ground with his hands. Kathleen also imitated Liangfeng and grabbed the bluestone on the ground with her claws.
The ground seemed to be covered with a layer of water, forming a water film, and something like moss grew quickly under the water film. It was wet and slippery, but the water on the ground could not be touched with hands. Come up.
But for this reason, if you want to walk on the ground, you have to be careful. The ground is made of smooth bluestone, and if it is stained with water, it is easy to slip if you are not careful.
"But does this also work on ghosts?"
Zhao Xiaoxiaoke also said that it was slippery and wet, which meant that Zhao Xiaoxiao was also affected by the ground here.
Liangfeng stood up and walked carefully to Zhao Xiaoxiao.
Zhao Xiaoxiao also felt the arrival of the cool breeze and turned around, holding a piece of paper in his hand.
"Look, Tintin!"
Liangfeng took the thing in Zhao Xiaoxiao's hand, his expression suddenly changed, then he grabbed some manuscript papers on the table and looked at them.
"..."
Now Liangfeng also wants to say "fuck"!
Who the hell has the time to draw a notebook here?
Kathleen jumped on Liangfeng's shoulder and wanted to look at the manuscript paper in Liangfeng's hand. Liangfeng hurriedly collected all the manuscript papers and stuffed them into her raincoat.
"It's too early for you."
The cool breeze rubbed Kathleen's head.
There is a pocket in the raincoat, and Liangfeng's pistol is stored there.
As for what these pockets are used for...this is a murderer's raincoat after all, so it should be normal to have some pockets inside for storing murder weapons.
Kathleen jumped off Liangfeng's shoulder.
Then Liangfeng's eyes fell on the books on the desk and the bookshelf. Liangfeng hoped to find some clues from here.
Liangfeng looked around, and there were all books on painting.
"Is the owner of these things an artist? No, it should be a cartoonist. In other words, did the victim, Mr. Que, draw the cartoons here?"
Liangfeng knew that he should have found the right place.
