The moment he screamed, Liang Yuanque immediately rushed over and kicked him down from the side.
Zhuang Youjie reacted, fell to the ground and covered his mouth and nose to prevent himself from making a sound.
Although the scream just now was short-lived, there was no guarantee that it would not alert the pursuers outside.
Liang Yuanque ignored him who was lying on the ground, but looked inside the cabinet. As soon as he took a look, he wanted to kick Zhuang Youjie again.
"Master, see for yourself what this is?"
He held up his flashlight to shine inside the cabinet. Zhuang Youjie bravely got up and looked over again, and found that it was just a big baggage, standing against the cabinet.
When Liang Yuanque walked into the cabinet, he felt that there must be no corpse inside, because there was no corpse smell in the cabinet, only a disgusting musty smell.
The water village is close to the river bank, and the water vapor is relatively strong on weekdays. If some fabrics are not taken care of regularly, they will soon become moldy.
Liang Yuanque reached out and took out the bundle, shaking out a large amount of clothes. As soon as he shook it off, he realized something was wrong.
Among these clothes, in addition to the national costumes of Youshuizhai, there are also styles of clothes worn by outsiders.
The shirts with stand-up collars and jackets with zippers sewn on them are incompatible with the retro water village.
If you count carefully, such clothes account for most of them.
"Oh my God," Zhuang Youjie couldn't help but sigh, "Are these Wang Ming's clothes?"
"No," Liang Yuanque said, "I have talked with his friends. After all, he is not a traveler. Although his life is enough for food and clothing, he is not rich, so he will not bring so many things when he goes out."
Liang Yuanque's nose has been specially trained. Although it is not as good as that of a dog, it is still much better than ordinary people.
He gradually distinguished the source of the stench from the stench of corpses in the entire room. At least in the cabinet, the stench was relatively small.
That is to say, within the scope of this room, the corpse is relatively far away from the cabinet.
Right across from the cabinet are the desk and bed.
Liang Yuanque carefully identified the smell and slowly walked towards the bed.
Zhuang Youjie had already rummaged through the desk, and there was indeed nothing in it.
Liang Yuanque had doubted the bed just now, so he pulled off all the bedding. If there was nothing on the bed, it could only be...
Liang Yuanque slowly moved his gaze to the bottom of the bed.
The popular beds in Shuizhai are wooden beds with very high legs, so there is a lot of space under the bed.
At a glance, there was nothing under the bed.
Liang Yuanque refused to give up and searched for it with a flashlight. Finally, he found a pool of dark liquid on the ground inside.
If the bed hadn't been moved later, the blood would not have been splashed inside. Liang Yuanque suspected that the liquid under the bed was not blood, but corpse liquid.
Almost without hesitation, he lay down and got under the bed.
His guess was indeed correct. As soon as he got under the bed, the strong smell of corpses hit him overwhelmingly, making him almost dizzy.
And when he looked up, he saw a wrinkled black face, and a pair of eye sockets that had rotted into hollows were staring at him blankly.
The corpse was so badly decomposed that it was impossible to tell the difference between men and women, not to mention the wounds. We could only barely tell the difference between humans and animals because of the head.
Seeing Liang Yuanque emerge from under the bed, Zhuang Youjie asked tremblingly, "No, it can't be, under the bed?"
Liang Yuanque nodded, "Yes, it was nailed to the bed board, and it was well hidden."
As he said that, he held the edge of the bed with both hands, as if he wanted to turn the bed over. After thinking about it, he said to Zhuang Youjie,
"Tell the truth, are you afraid?"
Zhuang Youjie knew that if he spoke back now, Liang Yuanque would climb over the bed and let him see this unlucky brother with his own eyes.
So he stopped trying to be brave and surrendered immediately, "I'm afraid. I'm really afraid. You scold me and I admit it."
Liang Yuanque chuckled, "Why should I scold you?"
With that said, he got under the bed again and decided to examine the body in this way.
Zhuang Youjie heard his voice coming from under the bed, "If you want to be a detective, it will be difficult to get started if you are afraid of corpses."
Zhuang Youjie thought about it. He didn't want to give up, but he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.
When he was playing in the water with his friends, people commented on him as "people are addicted even if they are not good enough."
There are many things he wants to try, but he simply can't do them.
Thinking of his ordinary life of accomplishing nothing, his mood gradually became depressed.
After not hearing his reply for a long time, Liang Yuanque spoke again, "Hey, keep talking, otherwise I will think you were kidnapped quietly."
Zhuang Youjie wanted to sigh, but when he opened his mouth, he inhaled a breath of bad smell, and quickly held his breath, "I don't know what to say, I suddenly feel like a waste."
"Do you think you're useless if you can't become a detective?" Liang Yuanque laughed, "There are only a few detectives in this world, are everyone else useless?"
"No, that's not what I meant," Zhuang Youjie explained, "I just thought that after living so long, many of the things I wanted to do have never been done, and I felt like a waste."
Liang Yuanque's laughter under the bed became even more obvious, "How young are you? You haven't experienced much yet."
Zhuang Youjie thought to himself that there would be nothing wrong if this was said by an elder, but Liang Yuanque looked younger than him.
"Hey, you're not qualified to say this, are you?"
"At least I've experienced more things than you." Liang Yuanque got out from under the bed after checking the body.
Just as Zhuang Youjie was about to retort, Liang Yuanque came over and patted him heavily on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, you're not a waste at all. You've just experienced too few things. I have to give you a buffer time and get better slowly."
Zhuang Youjie was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he could comfort people. He thought he would just roll their eyes.
"Then why did you become a detective at such a young age?"
"Because I am a genius, different from trash." Liang Yuanque smiled slightly.
Zhuang Youjie's heart froze, he was so moved just now for nothing!
While they were talking, Zhuang Youjie suddenly heard what seemed to be a "click-click" sound coming from downstairs.
Seeing Liang Yuanque's expression, he took a breath of cold air, "I said, I shouldn't be hallucinating, right?"
Liang Yuanque cursed in a low voice, "This is the sound of someone opening the door."
Are the people outside really chasing after you?
He rushed to the window and used the end of his flashlight to pry open the window, which was sealed with nails and wooden strips.
They couldn't leave on the first floor, so they had to find a way to jump out from the second floor.
Seeing that he wanted to jump off the building again, Zhuang Youjie also had bad memories in his heart, "Don't worry, how about we try to negotiate with them!"
"Then you will probably end up being nailed to the bed board," Liang Yuanque said coldly, "Do you want to give it a try?"
