Urban Supreme Son-in-law

The group of them rushed to the door of Deng Bingcong. There were several bodyguards at the door. Someone saw a large group of people rushing towards them, and they raised the captain of the gun without saying anything.

Yu Wenbai walked up to him, pointed at the door and shouted loudly.

"Open the door quickly, Deng Bingcong is not there."

Seeing that these people were so nervous, the bodyguard also took out the calling machine to contact the inside, but no one answered at all. Because the door is extremely anti-theft, it is a bit complicated to open. This bodyguard uses a card first. Unlock the lock, and then slowly open the iron door.

Ye Shengling stood up and kicked the iron door directly. The door lock was directly kicked. When the door was opened, everyone could see the scene inside, and was instantly surprised by this weirdness. The scene was stunned.

After hitting him, they could see Deng Bingcong hanging in the air. His limbs were completely limp, his face turned blue and purple, his eyes burst out, and he was obviously dead.

Deng Bingcong was actually dead, and everyone did not know about it. After seeing this scene, everyone felt cold, especially Meng Qian, who unconsciously held Ye Shengling's hand.

Although she has seen a lot of people in the world compared to many of her peers, she is just a little girl after all. When she really sees such a terrifying picture, she can't help but be scared.

After a brief period of surprise, Zhu Bieyan hurriedly stepped forward to put Deng Bingcong down. The others also reacted at this time. Those who were busy going to help, but Meng Wu broke a vase. He picked up the fragments and jumped up, and then cut the rope hanging Deng Bingcong.

After putting Deng Bingcong down, Ye Shengling also went to look at his physical condition. His body had already become cold and it looked like he had been dead for a while.

Yu Wenbai was also looking at Deng Bingcong's situation, and his eyes were full of anger.

Deng Bingcong was hung with a nylon rope. This kind of rope that can be seen everywhere was brought from this room. Although this kind of small rope is inconspicuous, it is definitely a killer weapon.

There were no traces of fighting in the room, even the traces of Deng Bingcong’s fighting with others, but it was obvious that someone came in and killed him. Someone strangled him to death with that nylon rope first. He waited fiercely until he was completely dead before hanging him up.

Deng Bingcong died in the basement of the Meng family. This is not a big deal for the other families. It is just that it will be difficult for the Meng family to do it next. Not low, now he died in the Meng family. If the Meng family cannot find a murderer, the Meng family will inevitably pay the debt.

"Nobody is allowed to leave, come here, find out the record of every shot today, find out the whereabouts of everyone present today, except this room, every room must be searched again!"

Yu Wenbai frowned and said.

"From now on, everyone must be together. Does anyone have any opinions."

After everyone heard it, no one objected. In fact, they were also very clear about what Yuwenbai said. This is not only to monitor them, but also that it is true that no one knows when death will come again. This is the case. If anyone is alone, it is indeed very likely to die!

So now after hearing Yuwenbai say this, they don't have any opinions. After all, Yuwenbai is now the highest-ranking person in it, not to mention that he has succeeded Hongmen and has more say.

The most important reason is that the first two people who came out to preside over the overall situation are dead. One is Mo Qing and the other is Deng Bingcong. Now Yu Wenbai dares to be the first bird, no one knows how long he will live.

Soon someone came over with a computer, and the video showed that Mo Qing had been in this room after processing Mo Qing's corpse. They had never left the house until they came in.

In fact, it is really not easy to open this door. Even after unlocking with a card, it still needs various complicated procedures to open it, unless it is kicked open with violence like Ye Shengling, but this is extremely dynamic. It is impossible not to attract the attention of others.

So the possibility of the murderer entering through this door is really unlikely, and it is also possible that he came in from other places.

Ye Shengling looked around, but the top of this room didn’t even have a ceiling. It’s not like Ye Shengling’s can go to others through the ceiling. This room is completely closed, and there seems to be only one that can connect to the outside world. Out of the air.

Ye Shengling carefully observed the air outlet. Although it was said that the air outlet was indeed connected from the outside to the inside, because the opening was too small, the possibility of entering from here seemed unlikely.

"The inside of this air outlet is tortuous, and you can tell from this hole how small it is. You don't really think that the murderer will get in from there."

Meng Wu looked at Ye Shengling's movements and said with disdain.

Ye Shengling compared it and found that it was indeed the same as what Meng Wu said. Not to mention that the opening of the hole was so small, and the inside was actually crooked. It was impossible for a normal person to come in. With his figure Look, if you want to go inside, more than half of your shoulders are stuck.

In short, none of the men here seem to have the possibility to enter, so only Jie'er is left, but since she went out to eat, she has been trying various positions next door, regardless of whether she has this ability or not. But there should be no clone technique to kill people.

The room was quickly searched again, but still nothing was found as before. No clue was found at all. If it weren't for their tragic death, they might even suspect suicide.

Zhang Xian himself was relatively old, and his face had been pale since he came in. At this time, Amitabha's words in his mouth started to recite, and his body was still trembling slightly.

"Fuck, you old thing is thinking about something."

Liang Changyang cursed in a low voice.

"No wonder if there is any, no wonder, Lao Liang, don't you think it's gloomy here, don't you always feel cold in your back? Is it possible that there is something like resentment."

Zhang Xian's voice was a little trembling at this time, and he even folded his hands together, not knowing what he was praying for.