Mysterious Resurrection: I Don't Have Any Hacks

Finally, they got some information about Sun Rui from Zhong Yan, which made everyone excited.

"Are you sure you saw Sun Rui three days ago?" Yang Jian looked at her immediately;

"Yes, it was three days ago." Zhong Yan nodded and said with certainty:

"I remember that Sun Rui was sitting behind the big counter on the first floor at that time. It seems that he has been there for a long time."

"Besides that, do you have any clues to provide?" Yang Jian continued to ask.

Like Yue Li, he never suspected that Zhong Yan had anything to do with Sun Rui's disappearance.

Yang Jian just wanted to get more information from Zhong Yan.

Although Yue Li and Yang Jian knew that Zhong Yan and Sun Rui probably didn't have much contact, and they might even have just met on the first floor.

But Yue Li and Yang Jian knew that since this woman could go up to the fifth floor, she was definitely not an ordinary person.

She must have some abilities.

At least after experiencing countless letter delivery tasks, the other party's observation ability is absolutely outstanding.

This can even be said to be a necessary skill for a messenger.

Even if it was a subtle clue, maybe Zhong Yan didn't pay attention to it at the time, but now she should be able to recall some of it.

"Let me think about it."

Zhong Yan also saw that these people took Sun Rui's matter very seriously, so she didn't perfunctorily, but began to seriously recall what happened three days ago.

At this moment, her mind has begun to restore the scene at that time.

First, exclude some unimportant things, and then try to keep some things that are worth paying attention to, or unusual things.

"I remember that Sun Rui was sitting in front of the counter at that time. There was an oil lamp without oil on the counter. His face was very bad, and he was leaning on a cane. There was a gun in his hand, which was specially made."

Zhong Yan said everything she thought was special.

But these were not what Yue Li and Yang Jian wanted to hear;

Yang Jian said directly: "Besides that."

Seeing this, Zhong Yan began to recall and think again, and then frowned and said:

"Besides that, there seems to be nothing suspicious that is worth paying special attention to."

Hearing this, Yue Li and Yang Jian's faces suddenly showed a trace of disappointment.

Just when they thought they would not get any valuable clues from Zhong Yan, Zhong Yan seemed to suddenly think of something;

"I remember looking back at him when I was going upstairs, and it seemed that there was an oil painting at Sun Rui's feet at that time."

Oil painting?

Hearing this, a gleam of light flashed in Yue Li and Yang Jian's eyes.

Both of them knew that there were oil paintings on the first and fifth floors of the post office, and these paintings were not simple.

Yang Jian's expression changed slightly, and he continued to ask: "Do you remember what kind of oil painting it is?"

Zhong Yan thought about it again, and then pointed to the oil painting on the wall and said:

"It's similar to the oil painting here, but I just glanced at it at the time and didn't see it clearly, but that oil painting is quite special, and I still have a slight impression of it now."

Compared to Yue Li and Yang Jian's concern, Wang Yong on the side was a little confused;

"Isn't it normal for oil paintings to appear in the post office? There are oil paintings on both the fifth floor and the first floor lobby.

Although I still don't know the specific source of this thing, I know that every once in a while, there will be a few new oil paintings inexplicably appearing in the ghost post office."

"Anyway, let's go to the first floor first." Yang Jian ignored Wang Yong's words and said directly to Yue Li.

Yue Li did not object, and nodded in agreement.

Before going upstairs, due to time reasons, they acted a little hurriedly and had not paid attention to the situation on the first floor.

Now it's a good time to go back to the first floor to take a look.

Moreover, there are oil paintings hanging in the lobby on the fifth floor and the lobby on the first floor of the post office, but not on other floors.

This shows that these two places are different and are relatively special places.

Seeing that Yang Jian and Yue Li have made their decisions, everyone will have no objections.

When they joined Yang Jian's team before, they were told to obey Yang Jian's orders absolutely.

In this way, everyone took action again.

Under the leadership of Yue Li and Yang Jian, everyone pushed open the wooden door on the fifth floor and quickly went downstairs along the old wooden stairs.

Others followed suit.

After all, Yang Jian is the boss here, and it is better to respect his decision.

A group of people quickly returned to the first floor from the fifth floor of the post office.

After returning to the first floor, Yue Li did not act rashly, but chose to look around first.

He found that there was no special change on the first floor of the post office, and it was still arranged the same as before.

The lights above the head were still yellow and dim, and the colorful neon lights outside the door were flashing, full of a backward style.

Then Yue Li came to the counter where Sun Rui was before.

He carefully checked the area next to the counter, but there was no fallen painting.

In fact, Yue Li and Ding Hui entered the post office earlier than Yang Jian yesterday, and Yue Li also checked here at that time.

At that time, no oil painting was found on the ground.

But since Zhong Yan said so, in order to avoid him accidentally missing it, he checked again.

Now it seems that he did not miss it carelessly.

So Yue Li looked at the paintings on the wall.

The paintings were portraits of some people, men and women, old people and children, and the painting style was the same, dark and weird;

It was obviously the work of one person.

The most important thing is that Yue Li can see that the oil paintings on the wall are not missing, and they are all hung on the wall intact.

"If Sun Rui's disappearance is really related to the oil paintings, then what we need to do now is to find the key oil painting."

Yue Li glanced at Yang Jian, and then said to Zhong Yan behind him;

"Can you recognize the oil painting you saw before?"

Although Yue Li can easily crush Zhong Yan in front of him in terms of strength, this person may be the last person to contact Sun Rui.

If you want to find out the whereabouts of Sun Rui, the key lies in Zhong Yan.

And Zhong Yan did not refuse, and immediately stepped forward and began to observe the oil paintings on the wall.

Try to find the oil painting seen three days ago.

Zhong Yan looked very slowly and carefully.

Neither Yue Li nor Yang Jian urged, but waited quietly by the side.

Suddenly, Zhong Yan's eyes lit up, and she pointed to one of the paintings on the wall:

"If my memory is correct, the painting I saw three days ago should be that one."

Everyone looked in the direction of her finger.

I immediately saw the painting that Zhong Yan mentioned;

The painting depicted an old man, about sixty years old;

The old man in the painting was sitting on a chair with his face sideways, looking forward, with a wall behind him, and there was a window on the wall, but the window was dark;

It was impossible to see the outside through the window.

The style of the oil painting was still quite depressing, and it would make people feel very uncomfortable if they looked at it for a long time.

"Just looking at it like this, you can't see any problems. You need to take down the painting, just like Sun Rui did."

After taking a look, Yue Li suddenly spoke.