We Monsters Are Not Allowed to Be Single

"If it is really a retaliatory killing, then the third and third brothers who are still alive are not likely to be in danger?" Wang Qing hesitated.

"Don't worry, someone has been sent to stare at them."

Team Chen said helplessly: "Ho Lao San is sick and kept at home all year round. He Lao Liu has inconvenient legs and feet, and he is mostly at home. Only He Lao Wu is going to He Lao Er's house today to help with the funeral. In order not to stun the snake. , I sent two people to protect him secretly."

When they were talking, Jiang Ran was looking through the materials. There were detailed information on the He family brothers. He looked at the person in the photo and the man who had entered the four gates drunk. He said with some uncertainty: "The one who went in just now Is it He Laowu? His name is He Zhuangsheng, right?"

Team Chen heard the words and went to see it, but only had time to see a bloated back.

He thought that his teammate was following He Zhuangsheng, he felt that most of Jiang Ran was wrong. However, out of caution, he still said: "I contact them to ask."

But when the phone was dialed, there was no response at all.

After several times, the Chen team's expression sank: "Most of the accidents happened, we split up and acted. Wang Qing, please help Zhang Peng and the others to find someone, Zhao Li and I went upstairs to find He Zhuangsheng."

After speaking, he opened the door and hurried to the fourth building. Jiang Ran followed their footsteps and went upstairs together.

The He Zhuangsheng’s house was on the fourth floor. The three young men climbed the stairs very quickly. In a flash, they reached the door of 404. Team Chen rang the security door tensely. It was a woman in her fifties who came to open the door, separated by the security door. The door asked vigilantly: "Who are you? Which one are you looking for?"

Team Chen showed his police ID and said, "Is He Zhuangsheng at home? We have something to ask him."

Who knows that the woman said, "He didn't come back. He was doing funerals at his second child's house, drinking with others, and he probably didn't come back until midnight."

Team Chen's heart jumped, and suddenly looked at each other with Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran recalled the back figure who walked into the fourth building, and affirmed: "I can't read it wrong, it's him."

Team Chen's brows were almost knotted, and he quickly said to the woman: "Our colleague saw him back. We have urgent matters to find him. Could you please call him and ask where he is now."

The woman's expression was obviously a little unhappy, but because the other party was a policeman, she had to go and get her mobile phone and dialed He Zhuangsheng's number.

The phone was connected quickly, but there was no voice from He Zhuangsheng, only the faint sound of dripping ticking.

Tick, tick, tick... The pattern is reminiscent of some terrible fact.

"Something happened." Team Chen's eyes darkened.

But he couldn't figure out why He Zhuangsheng entered the building back and forth with them, why something happened so soon.

The woman looked at them with an anxious expression, as if she had realized something, and yelled a few loudly into the phone, but there was no response at all. The call interface was cut off at ten seconds. It seems that the murderer was just to announce the death of He Zhuangsheng.

Team Chen gritted his teeth: "I transferred people back and searched from house to house in the building! The murderer must be hiding here!"

Jiang Ran did not answer his words, he just walked to the top of the stairs and looked up.

The dim sensor light was on above his head, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, but he couldn't see the end of his head.

This building gave him a bad feeling. From the moment he entered, he felt as if he had walked into a dark den. But he never found the owner living in the lair.

Team Chen transferred the people back, and the scattered police forces quickly gathered together. The two detectives who protected He Zhuangsheng also returned. They were two young police officers who were tall and strong. They were helped back by their teammates.

"what happened?"

The teammates were not worried, indicating that they were not injured. But by looking at them, I also know that the situation is not right.

One of them rubbed his temple and said, "We kept staring at He Zhuangsheng until Lao Zhang and Wang Qing came to call us."

In their memory, they had been monitoring and protecting He Zhuangsheng outside the house until the anxious Lao Zhang and Wang Qing found them. They were as if they were forcibly awakened in a dream, and the whole person was dizzy.

Team Chen gritted his teeth: "He Zhuangsheng came back alone at half past eight. I called you at least five times."

The two young detectives were obviously aware of the problem, and they both showed a sense of panic in their eyes.

But in their memory, they have been staring at He Zhuangsheng. One of them quickly took out his cell phone, only to find that there was indeed a missed call from Team Chen on the cell phone.

He put down the phone and murmured: "This is too evil. We really have been staring at He Zhuangsheng, and we haven't heard the phone vibrate."

Jiang Ran pursed his lips and said, "Maybe it just created an illusion for you."

Team Chen took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "It's important to find someone first, and I'll talk about other things later." After saying that, the search task was quickly arranged.

This building has a total of seven floors. There are five households on the first floor. Five criminal police members plus Wang Qing and Jiang Ran are more than enough.

The task was arranged, and everyone immediately put into action.

Jiang Ran wanted to go to the top of the building to take a look. So volunteered and Wang Qing went to the seventh floor to find someone.

When the group of people went up the narrow stairs, Jiang Ran paused when he reached the fourth floor and said softly: "I smell the blood."

He tightened his eyes, sniffed carefully, and then asked the 狻猊 in his bag sideways: "Did you smell it?"

Suan meowed.

He smelled it too.

@∞好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Jiang Ran's brows wrinkled heavily, and he walked up again, thinking about what kind of monster it was.

He could feel something was wrong, but what the other party was doing at the moment was beyond his knowledge of the monster race. He raised his head and looked up, the dim light illuminates the top, and the circle of stair railings rotates upwards, as if there is no end.

Wang Qing was so frightened by his appearance that he stammered: "Brother, can't you figure it out?"

Jiang Ran shook his head and said, "Let's go upstairs and have a look. It is different from the ones I have seen."

If he guessed right, maybe they are not in the same space with each other. So since he saw this building, he felt a strong sense of violation.

Can open up a space, this is something that many ancient big monsters could not do. What is it here now?

What kind of hatred can it have against the He family brothers?

While thinking, the two had reached the seventh floor.

The seventh floor was cleaned up, the walls were white, and there was no **** or dust on the ground. There were several pots of green radish along the corridor, but looking at the traces, it seemed that only one family lived.

Wang Qing raised his hand and knocked on the door of 701.

The person who came to open the door was a kind-hearted old man. The other party’s gray hair was properly combed back, wearing a long-sleeved shirt and trousers. If it weren’t for the deep wrinkles on the other’s face, just looking at the body and temperament, the other party should look only fifty. Many years old. The old man pushed the reading glasses: "Who are you looking for?"

Wang Qing showed the police officer ID and asked him if he had seen He Zhuangsheng.

"Who is the fifth one?" The old man opened the security door and said, "Isn't he doing funerals at my second child's house? He usually doesn't come to me."

Then he pointed to other residents on this building: "I live on this floor, no one else."

"You also moved from Hejiacun?" Wang Qing asked again.

"Yes, it's been ten years since I moved here."

The two were still talking, but Jiang Ran's gaze passed the old man and looked into the room. The curtains were drawn in the room, and the light was a bit dim. But Jiang Ran had good eyesight and he still saw the neatly organized living room and the coffee table. paper man.

Those paper people are the sweeping women who hang down in every household.

They are colorful, some have been cut and put aside, some are just semi-finished products.

Jiang Ran moved his eyes from the room to the old man, and asked an unrelated question: "Are you cutting the paper figures hanging downstairs?"

@∞好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

The old man turned his gaze to him, looked back at the living room, and shook his head: "It wasn't me who cut it, it should have been made by He Lao Si, and he will too. You young people may not understand it. This is called Qing Niang, which is said to be able to drive away evil spirits. For disaster avoidance, every household in the village used to hang up. Later, when I moved to the community, I didn’t hang up very much. I don’t know how it is revived now. I used to cut these and sell them, but now I am older, I can’t do it anymore. Alive."

While talking, he raised his hand stiffly and hammered his waist.

His shirt sleeves moved up, revealing a small section of the skin above the back of his hand. Jiang Ran noticed that the skin above the back of his hand was covered with large dark purple-red patches.

Or in other words, it is a corpse spot.

Jiang Ran calmly retracted his gaze, and then asked casually: "Do you know why the He Family Eight Brothers have a bad relationship? We have inquired with many residents, but they don't seem to want to say anything."

The old man's back stood up again, and still smiled gently, but there was a vaguely different meaning in his smile: "They dare not say it."

Wang Qing immediately asked: "What do you mean? Why don't you dare to say it? What happened in the village before moving to the community?"

The old man still shook his head: "They refused to say, and it is not easy for someone with a foreign surname to say. If you want to know, just check the flood 20 years ago."

After speaking, he turned back to the house and closed the door.

The moment the door closed, Jiang Ran noticed that his footsteps staggered, but soon it seemed that someone helped him and he stood firmly again.

The door also closed completely.

Wang Qing muttered, "Do you think the residents of this building are weird?"

They are very indifferent to each other. The dead He Lao Er and He Lao Si are grandfathers, and the seniority in the village should also be relatively high. However, when doing funerals, young people are rarely seen to worship. Instead, they are old people like He Laowu. A generation is presiding over the overall situation. And at the funeral, except for family members, everyone else