After drinking a few pots of tea, Ye Feifan returned to his room and began to prepare for the night's exploration activities.
Having adapted to the previous ban on cultivation, Ye Feifan estimated that his cultivation would also be banned during this expedition. Anyone who stepped into the Beichen Tea Pavilion would have their cultivation banned, and the space bag could not be used.
He got a schoolbag and put a waterproof flashlight in it (planning to use it as a lighting tool). The waterproof flashlight is very useful in dark and rainy nights. You can use the reflection of the metal to find the bloody needle.
Since the Zhang family wanted to hide the information about the two slaves, Ye Feifan had no intention of intervening. If anything happened, he would just laugh non-stop on the sidelines.
According to the experience of the previous life, the Ten Thousand Years Lightning Strike Wood obtained from the Treasure Appraisal Auction House can suppress the unknown, but it requires a certain period of worship (borrowing the power of faith to suppress the unknown).
It was a bit unsafe to carry it with him. If those unknown people were scared away, his mission would not be completed.
Opening the window, Ye Feifan looked at the courtyard of the Guest House and was surprised to see the waiter carving something on the big tree with a knife. He really had a problem.
Gently moving away from the window, Ye Feifan leaned behind the window and watched his performance, but saw nothing.
"It's better to practice some more. I'll go check it out tonight."
After closing the doors and windows, Ye Feifan moved the table and bench against the doors and windows, then closed his eyes and fell into a dream.
Sitting quietly in the dreamland and absorbing the breath of dreams, Ye Feifan even asked the system to set the clock.
…
There was not a trace of light in the darkness, and the dinging alarm bell was completely released after a long period of silence, waking up Ye Feifan.
what happened?
Is it time?
Eleven o'clock sharp!
After turning off the alarm, Ye Feifan ended his practice, put on his schoolbag and carefully left the room.
Use the bunker to go to the backyard, find the tree, and use a weak flashlight to read the words carved on it by the waiter.
The waterproof flashlight has two buttons, one is a red button (turn on the switch, press and hold to light up, release to turn off the light), and the other is a switch (the switch is sliding and can slide through four gears, the first gear is off, the second gear is low light, the third gear is medium light, and the fourth gear is strong light). Ye Feifan is currently using the low light mode.
"I saw him!" After searching for a long time, Ye Feifan only saw this repeated text.
has a problem!
Ye Feifan turned off the flashlight and climbed out of the wall without stopping too much.
The back door of the guest house is an old lane (also called an old street), with a stone floor and private houses on both sides. After walking for a while, you can see the back door of the brothel.
"The back door is repaired a bit abnormally..."
Ye Feifan put the flashlight into his bag and walked carefully in the old alley. The silent boots prevented him from making any noise. If there was any movement, he could hide immediately. It was a magical tool for exploring mysteries.
Walking against the wall, Ye Feifan soon saw the back door of the brothel hanging with red lanterns.
The door was closed and unguarded, but she felt that the doorkeeper must be inside (this door was probably left for men who were caught stealing food, so they could escape through the door when their wives came to the door).
Without stopping too much, Ye Feifan stepped through the back door and continued deep into the old alley. Time would not allow him to stop. He decided to climb in through the back door of Beichen Tea Pavilion before midnight.
I remember Zhang Da said that Chen Yi ran out of Beichen Tea Pavilion. There might be some secret passage or cellar in that small place, and the answer should be found in it.
Walking to the back door of Beichen Tea Pavilion, Ye Feifan looked around and saw many small alleys, some of which led to Fangxiang Pavilion. He passed by here last time he chased the No. 88 bus.
The back door of Beichen Tea Pavilion was not locked, and only a wooden stick was used as a door bolt. Ye Feifan pulled out the door bolt, opened the door and walked in, then inserted the door bolt inside with his backhand.
Twenty-three fifty?
With ten minutes left, Ye Feifan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the Octagon Tower in the darkness, hoping to see something different.
Not seeing the problem, he slowly walked into the tea pavilion and silently touched the pillars of the tea pavilion, but he felt that it was a bit sticky.
what?
Ye Feifan was a little flustered. With his other hand, he took out the flashlight from the bag at the back and turned on the weak mode, then shined it into his own hand.
Blood!
With a tremor in his heart, Ye Feifan subconsciously turned off the flashlight. He only felt a little chilly and was bleeding before midnight. This place was evil.
After wiping off the blood on his hands, Ye Feifan turned on his flashlight and looked at the pillars. He found that someone had painted a layer of blood on the pillars, as if they were using the blood as paint.
The blood is very fresh, as if it had just been painted on!
Ye Feifan can guarantee that he will definitely keep an eye on the situation in the Octagon Tower. He has no idea how the blood came up, and there is no one around him...
Maybe the person who created the case is hiding around and created evidence of alibi. The method is really outrageous.
After returning to the back door, Ye Feifan found that the wooden stick he inserted on the door bolt was missing and the door could not be opened. Someone had locked the door.
How can it be?
Ye Feifan was a little surprised. He didn't see anyone going out... His strength was banned!
I'm a little confused. The mission time shows that it is one point away from zero. How can the strength be banned before zero? This unscientific!
"Tick tock tick~"
there's noise!
Ignoring the locked door, Ye Feifan listened to the sound quietly, holding a flashlight in one hand and holding the sword hilt behind him with the other, gradually approaching the source of the sound.
The sound comes from the Octagon!
Entering the Octagon, the sound disappeared.
"strangeness!"
The flashlight was replaced with low light, and the black blood on the ground came into view. The blood was dripping from the roof.
Ye Feifan looked carefully at the roof of the building, but couldn't see anything, and the sound disappeared. The night was a bit gloomy, and it was normal not to be able to see. He had no choice but to take out the [Late Night Visual Experience Card] and use it.
After using the system products, the pupils in Ye Feifan's eyes quietly turned into those of a cat, and the world became different.
The entire Beichen Tea Pavilion was shrouded in a gray atmosphere, and the Octagon Building was even closer to black.
What a heavy resentment!
The gray is nothing but yin, and the black is resentment. The tea pavilion is not as simple as it seems on the surface. Fortunately, I secretly inquired about the situation of the tea pavilion before coming here, so that I didn't get a black eye.
Several tea pavilion owners would disappear inexplicably at Beichen Tea Pavilion, as if they had evaporated from the world. Many people were shocked when they heard about it. There was too little useful information. Ye Feifan could only deduce the truth from some key points he summarized.
The cat's vision was very monotonous. Ye Feifan completely saw the source of the danger. The source was the octagonal building. It was dangerous in itself. Even the back door had a bit of blood, and the entire tea pavilion was full of danger.
There is a pendant hanging on the top of the building, and the blood dripped from there. There are some dense writings on the pillar. The murderer painted the blood to destroy the incriminating evidence. The incriminating evidence was probably written in blood before.
He took out a rag and wiped it on the pillar, but the blood could not be wiped off at all. It seemed that the blood had seeped into the wooden pillar, and one of the incriminating evidence left behind was destroyed.
Just looking at this height, it is not easy to leave a mark on the pillar. The victim relied on the pillar to write, and was later discovered by the murderer, who also used his blood to smear the pillar.
Thinking logically, the victim was a little clever, and there were secrets hidden on the eight pillars. The murderer drained the victim's blood to cover up the evidence.
But the murderer was not at ease. He got blood from other sources and applied it day after day. He always chose the time at night. I don't know if he came during the day.
The smeared blood would all dry up during the day, and others would think it was renovation. The smell of blood inside was covered up by spices. He added a lot of rouge and other spices to the blood.
[PS: Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, and friendliness. 】
