"One more thing!" Ding Zhenzong raised his head suddenly, his cheeks turned strangely red, "Those feet... there is something wrong with those feet following the ghost horse. I have an impression of the shoes on some of them, that is... they are Oriental Human shoes!”
"Those Asians who died in the hospital morgue!" Ding Zhenzong said in a sad voice.
"Are you sure?!" Everyone's heartstrings also tightened. The mission became more and more weird. The long-dead Dongyang people actually came back behind the ghost horse. This scene was terrifying just thinking about it.
"Yes!" Ding Zhenzong nodded fiercely, "Although they are all black cloth shoes, one pair of shoes has plum blossoms tattooed on the upper, which is very easy to identify! At that time, He Ping and I had a special discussion, and he suspected that they were the logo of an organization. "
Ding Zhenzong insisted that his solemn appearance did not look like he was lying.
"My whole mind went blank at that time, until..." Ding Zhenzong put down the hand covering his head and looked at the overturned tables and chairs with complicated eyes through the gap between the bodies of several people.
Everyone understood, and then the cell phone rang. The ringtone attracted the attention of the mysterious horse, who then chased him to the room where He Ping was hiding and took him away.
Being taken away by ghosts, He Ping's fate was foreseeable. Without too much sadness, everyone chose to leave after checking the scene.
Back in the bedroom, Song Keli returned to his previous appearance, lying upright on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, and asked him without saying anything.
To be precise, there was no response at all.
"Looking at his appearance, he should be safe tonight." He Tianhe breathed a deep sigh of relief, turned his head and looked at everyone, "Leave a few people to guard Song Keli, and the rest... find a place to rest."
Just standing there, this man gave people a sense of reliability. At this moment, the power supply in the building had been restored, the darkness was dispelled, and the sound of wind and rain outside was also heard.
Jiang Cheng left with the fat man, but did not go far. He found a clean room on the third floor. The room was small in size, with a table and bed, and ordinary furniture and decoration. It seemed to be for servants to rest.
After closing the door, the fat man came forward eagerly. Jiang Cheng sat on the chair and leaned back, leaning on the back of the chair. While moving his slightly stiff neck, he said, "If you want to ask anything, just ask."
"Doctor." The fat man lowered his voice and frowned, "Why do I feel that there is something wrong with He Ping's death? He can appear in this mission. He is a master after all. He shouldn't be so careless. Facing the ghost chase Don’t you even know how to mute your cell phone while killing?”
"Then why didn't you ask just now?" Jiang Cheng said.
The fat man showed a troubled expression, scratched his head and said, "Everyone was here just now. I saw that none of you mentioned this, so I didn't dare to ask. After all, you are all smart people. I think there may be a hidden meaning in this."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng sat up straight and his attitude became serious. He nodded and said, "You're right, Fatty. There is indeed something wrong with He Ping's death. We all saw it, but it was not convenient to say it in that situation, because He Ping He was killed by someone else."
The fat man showed a clear expression, "That's true. Who killed him? Was it Ding Zhenzong? After all, he was targeted by ghosts and escaped in the end. It's inexplicable."
"I don't know, but the possibility of Ding Zhenzong is very low. If you think about it, if it were him, there would be no need to tell him what he had experienced. It would have no other benefit except to arouse suspicion for him." Jiang Cheng explained.
"But what if this is exactly the result he wanted?" Fatty said reluctantly, "He just calculated that everyone would think so and used reverse thinking to eliminate his own suspicion."
Jiang Cheng was a little surprised. After a moment, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, "Fat man, it's good that you can think like this. You have your own ideas and will no longer follow other people's ideas easily. You have made great progress."
"But have you ever thought about the preparation work required for Ding Zhenzong to complete this series of things, as well as the grasp of timing, the prediction of danger, and how to remove his suspicion after doing this, these conditions are combined together ..." Jiang Cheng paused and shook his head, "It's too harsh. I can't put myself in someone else's shoes."
The fat man swallowed after hearing this. Even the doctors said he couldn't do it, so he didn't think Ding Zhenzong could beat this man who single-handedly led him to the king's game.
"If it's not Ding Zhenzong, who could it be?" The fat man showed a scared expression.
Everyone was already panicked by the mysterious ghost horse, and now, there was another problem among the teammates, which really made things worse.
"It's a pity that the phone can't be turned on. Otherwise, if you find the last call and call it back, you will know who is the person who killed He Ping." The fat man sighed regretfully.
After pondering for a moment, a strange look appeared in Jiang Cheng's eyes, "Maybe... the situation is not what you think."
The fat man was stunned for a moment, "What doctor are you talking about?"
"I haven't thought about it yet. When I do, I will tell you." Jiang Cheng looked at Fatty with a trace of certainty on his face. It was this certainty that made Fatty unconsciously cheer up. He had a feeling. , this time the doctor did not completely treat him as a person who needed care, but as a teammate who could help him share the pressure.
Only when facing Fatty alone did Jiang Cheng let down his guard. Waves of fatigue came over him, and the words "Ghost Horse Picture" lingered in his mind.
Suddenly, the fat man's ears twitched. The next second, he made a gesture to Jiang Cheng, who was thinking, and then pointed to the door.
Jiang Cheng reacted immediately, and the two of them tiptoed towards the door.
The moment he opened the door suddenly, Jiang Cheng made a bold move and pulled the eavesdropping person outside the door in. The fat man took advantage of his physical strength and pushed the person against the wall, unable to move.
"It's you!" The fat man stared.
Yao Shunyu, who had been caught at this moment, did not panic at all. He still had that weird smile on his face, showing no intention of resisting at all. He raised his hands and leaned against the wall obediently, "Don't be afraid, I just...have I’ll discuss the matter with you.”
"We're not familiar with you either, what's there to discuss?" The fat man showed a very fierce look, and coupled with his huge physique, it was really a bit bluffing.
Jiang Cheng stared at him coldly. This bad student had an evil aura about him, and he didn't like it.
"You also know that something is wrong with He Ping's death, right? He was killed by someone. I have a way to find this person." Yao Shunyu said straightforwardly: "But it's not enough for me alone. We can cooperate."
The fat man didn't believe this man's lies, and the strength in his hands increased a little bit, "Stop doing this, be honest. There are so many people, why are you looking for us alone?"
Yao Shunyu had difficulty breathing due to the weight of the fat man, but the smile on his face did not change at all, "Because...because I know that He Ping was definitely not killed by you two."
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