Time Agent: Brother, this pot is a bit heavy!

"It's me!" Zhou

Xiaoshan stood up from the side of the stairs.

"Xiaoshan, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing?" Zhou Dashan was a little surprised.

"I..." Zhou Xiaoshan clutched his stomach and rolled his eyes, "I'm hungry, go downstairs and find something to eat."

Zhou Xiaoshan raised his feet and wanted to walk to the kitchen.

"Yuanchuan, did he sleep?" Zhou Dashan looked upstairs.

"I should have slept. Zhou Xiaoshan's footsteps paused, and his fingers curled.

"Just sleep. Zhou Dashan breathed a sigh of relief.

Watching Zhou Xiaoshan's back disappear at the corner of the stairs, Zhou Dashan's face sank suddenly.

After a long time, he suddenly sighed and said, "You let me think about it!"

Aunt Hong opened her mouth, but she stopped talking. It seemed that he wanted to persuade him again.

At this moment, the wind outside the window suddenly blew the half-hidden window open.

The place where Gu Qi was standing was facing the window, so the sudden wind blew Gu Qi's eyes narrow.

The window was blown open by the strong wind and slammed against the wall, and the sound attracted Zhou Dashan's gaze.

The dim light of the study just hit Gu Qi's shadow.

The light is a little dim, and the shadows are a little faint.

But this is enough for Zhou Dashan, who is wearing reading glasses, to see clearly enough!

His face is a little pale.

"Master, I'll go close..."

Zhou Dashan's face was a little solemn, and he raised his chin slightly towards the stairwell.

Aunt Hong turned her head in confusion, just in time to see a few handfuls of broken hair flying in the wind on the stairs, and a thin figure on the wall.

Aunt Hong's face changed, "This..."

Zhou Dashan shook his head, "It's not too late, you go back and rest first!"

Aunt Hong nodded, put the bank card in her pocket, and turned to leave the study.

Zhou Dashan closed the door and lay on his back on the swivel chair, his expression a little complicated.

What would he think of me, an uncle

, because of my inadvertence, his parents died, and because of my insistence, he moved into my house

And because of my inability to repay my debts, what do I want him

to do? Do you want him to help avoid the crisis? Or... What kind

of uncle am I? Cold-blooded, selfish, and a bad person, and I still want peace of mind

! What did I just do to Aunt Hong? I even replied to her, 'Let me think about it'

! What is there to consider! He is my own nephew!

But... Our lives are also our lives!

Zhou Dashan stretched out his hands to cover his face, and his whole body trembled a little.

Zhou Xiaoshan's expression was a little sad.

He took a sandwich out of the fridge, tore open the package, and took a bite that felt a little tasteless.

So I re-wrapped the sandwich and put it back in the refrigerator.

He pressed against the wall, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully to the sound from the other side of the study.

After hearing the sound of the door closing and Aunt Hong's footsteps faded away, he walked out of the kitchen and returned to the stairwell.

The stairwell is gone.

Zhou Xiaoshan went upstairs, came to the door of Gu Qi's house, raised his hand and wanted to knock on Gu Qi's door.

The hand stood still in the air for a moment, then fell again.

He turned around and went back to the room, tore off a piece of sticky note paper from the table, scribbled a few lines, turned back again, leaned over and stuffed the note into the gap at the bottom of Gu Qi's door.

Gu Qi frowned, leaned against the head of the bed, and one leg was half-hanging on the floor. He had been keeping an eye out the door, so he saw it the first time the note was stuffed in.

He heard Zhou Xiaoshan's voice going upstairs, and knew that he had stood at the door of his house for a while before returning to his room. It's just that he didn't expect him to slip a note in.

When the sound of closing the door sounded again, Gu Qi was stunned for a moment and got out of bed.

He came to the door, looked down and picked up the note. The handwriting on the note is crooked, but the typography is neat.

[Brother, I'm sorry. I'm sorry you must have felt very uncomfortable when you heard such a thing tonight, right?

Don't be sad, with me!

I believe that Aunt Hong is a person, she must be confused for a moment before she wants to kill you.

I'll find time to talk to her about it.

But at the moment, I haven't figured out how I'm going to talk to them about it.

I don't know, what can I do to protect you.

For the sake of your life, you can find a reason tomorrow to leave my house first.

Gu Qi sneered, clumped the note into a ball, and threw it into the trash can not far away.

What are you kidding? The fish have already taken the bait, how could he leave!

He half-hid himself behind the curtains, and looked down downstairs by the moonlight.

Downstairs, Uncle Feng was smoking a cigarette in one hand and talking on the phone in the other.

Gu Qi stretched out his hand and pinched his eyebrows, a little headache.

It seems that the object of his soul this time, classmate Zhou Yuanchuan, is an unlucky child who is about to be killed! The

murderer may be Uncle Feng, Aunt Hong, or Zhou Dashan!

Just now, he deliberately opened the window to make a noise to attract their attention, and he exposed the hair on the top of his head to reveal his whereabouts.

The purpose is to force them to make an early decision and do it quickly.

Aunt Hong and Zhou Dashan are for money, but what about Uncle Feng? What is Uncle Feng for?

Of course, he has not forgotten the purpose of this trip. He was more concerned about who 'they' were and what 'they' were going to do!,

he suddenly remembered something he had overheard in the hospital hallway.

[That old man is too guarded, I'm going to wait for Zhou Yuanchuan to die before I do

it!] At present, it seems that Uncle Feng is the most likely soul piercing!

Tonight, he must find a way to find out who is talking to Uncle Feng on the phone!"

"Yes, it's tomorrow." You can rest assured that I will do something!" Downstairs

, Uncle Feng hung up the phone and glanced up at the room where Gu Qi lived.

He sneered and threw the cigarette butt that was about to run out of his mouth on the ground. The starry red light stood out in the darkness, and he raised his foot to crush and extinguish it mercilessly. Turned around and went back to the house.

Not long after he returned to the house, a rope was thrown from Gu Qi's window, followed by a black figure wearing a peaked cap and crawled down the rope.

The body is unsteady, swaying back and forth in the air. Gu Qi grabbed his body hard, borrowed the strength of his legs to kick the wall, and almost quickly slid to the ground.

He moved with his back to the wall towards the room where Uncle Feng was, and when he came to him, he quietly looked into the room under the cover of night.

Inside, Uncle Feng was lying flat on the bed, his hands hidden in the quilt, only his head exposed, and his mouth made a loud snoring sound.

It seemed that he was asleep!Gu Qi put his mind at ease.

He gently pushed the window open, put his hands on the window, and with a strong grip, his feet fell on the windowsill.

He jumped into Uncle Feng's room effortlessly, and through the faint light of his mobile phone, he could barely see the mobile phone placed by Uncle Feng's bedside.

He put his phone back in his pocket and moved it gently towards the head of the bed.

Just when his hand was about to reach the mobile phone, the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and then a cold light flashed, and Uncle Feng slashed towards Gu Qi with the dagger.

Gu Qi sneered, grabbed Uncle Feng's wrist with his backhand and pulled it hard, and the dagger in Uncle Feng's hand fell to the ground. Immediately after that, he turned around, raised his arm and wrapped Uncle Feng's neck.

Uncle Feng stretched out his elbow and slammed it towards Gu Qi's abdomen, Gu Qi dodged and dragged Uncle Feng to the ground with a move.

He stretched out his leg and clamped Uncle Feng's body hard, while increasing the force on his arm.

Uncle Feng's face was flushed, his breathing was not smooth, and he fainted after a while.

Gu Qi stood up from the ground and kicked Uncle Feng hard.

"Idiot!"

in fact, when he heard the earth-shattering snoring, he did let his guard down. It's just that when he landed, the corner of his eye just swept the shoes that Uncle Feng was wearing.

How can anyone sleep and wear shoes! At that moment, he chose to plan the plan.

He picked up the mobile phone on the table, leaned over and grabbed one of Uncle Feng's fingers and put it on it. Phone unlock.

He flipped through his phone and looked at it for a while, and then directly dialed Uncle Feng's latest call.

"Hello?".