Taoyuan Village Little Magician

She didn't really worry about herself, it must be because Mother Song knew very well that this matter would not cause any danger to Zhang Fan.

But the question is, why did Mother Song know?
Combined with the guilt-like dodge in Song's mother's eyes just now, a bold idea gradually sprouted in Zhang Fan's heart.

The thief shouted "Catch the thief".

It's just that Zhang Fan couldn't understand, what was the purpose of Song's mother doing this?

Returning to Song Fanshuang's room, Zhang Fan glanced at Song Fanshuang who was still holding a heart, and couldn't help comforting him: "Go to sleep, monitor, although I didn't find anything, this matter must be man-made, and I have already There are some clues."

"Ok!"

Song Fanshuang obediently didn't ask any further questions, but nodded, and fell asleep again after an unknown amount of time.

As for Zhang Fan, he was still sitting on the edge of the bed, thinking carefully.

He always felt that he should have missed something.

Another hour later.

After Song Fanshuang fell into a deep sleep, Zhang Fan lightly left the room again and went downstairs to the place where the knocking sound came from the door.

With the light of the mobile phone, Zhang Fan illuminated the door.

"Blood?"

Zhang Fan's eyes fell on the front of the door and several dark red spots on the ground, he frowned slightly, squatted down, and stroked it lightly.

However, the dark red blood had dried up, Zhang Fan touched it, and then gently sniffed it.

"This...is not human blood."

Zhang Fan was sure that the blood on the ground and on the door was not human blood at all.

thought here.

Zhang Fan stood up abruptly.

A gleam flashed in his eyes, and a dazed look appeared on his face.

immediately.

Zhang Fan's figure disappeared in place.

He went up the mountain and came to the place where Uncle Liu was grilling.

Seeing Zhang Fan here, Uncle Liu was also very surprised.

"Xiaofan, are you hungry again? But, the time you came here is really suitable. This mountain is not like the city. After twelve o'clock, the stalls are almost closed. If you want to eat, uncle will bake it for you."

Seeing Zhang Fan, Uncle Liu thought that Zhang Fan was hungry and couldn't sleep, so he stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Uncle Liu, I'm not hungry."

Zhang Fan smiled, luckily Uncle Liu's side didn't close the door.

"Not hungry? Then what are you doing here?"

Uncle Liu couldn't understand what Zhang Fan was going to do.

"I want to ask, is there a bat nest on this mountain?"

Zhang Fan asked seriously.

"Bat lair? That's a lot, okay?"

Uncle Liu replied without thinking: "From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, where there are few basic houses, or the forest near the back of the mountain, there are bats everywhere."

"That is to say, the smell of fireworks in my place is relatively strong. Otherwise, when you eat barbecue, you will see a large number of bats flying around."

"Why are you asking this question all of a sudden?"

Uncle Liu couldn't understand why Zhang Fan didn't sleep in the middle of the night and came to him to ask this question.

"It's okay! It's just that a strange thing happened at the monitor's house these two days, and I just want to investigate it."

Zhang Fan waved his hand casually, but he didn't hide it.

What's going on, he basically figured it out, but, for the time being, he hasn't figured out the purpose of the people behind the scenes.

Is it just purely to intimidate Song Fanshuang's mother and daughter?

Obviously.

The answer is certainly not that simple.

"All right!"

Uncle Liu didn't doubt anything, but said solemnly: "Shuang'er and their mother and daughter are also pitiful. They must be in a lot of trouble now. If you can help them, please help them."

Zhang Fan could tell that Uncle Liu was really warm-hearted.

He also said these words from the heart.

"it is good!"

Zhang Fan nodded, got the answer, and left the barbecue booth.

Back in Song Fanshuang's room, Zhang Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief seeing that she was still sleeping soundly.

just now.

He had already figured out what was going on with the sound of knocking on the door in the middle of the night, but Zhang Fan had no idea about the people behind the scenes.

"No! You must lure the snake out of the hole."

Zhang Fan pondered secretly in his heart.

Glancing at Song Fanshuang who was sleeping beside him, he continued to wait for four or five o'clock in the morning.

Fortunately, he slept for a whole day during the day, and slept well, otherwise, it would have been a bit difficult.

What's more, he had already figured out what was going on, and there was a girl like Song Fanshuang by his side.

If you have no concentration, you may really taste Song Fanshuang as a delicacy.

really.

When the time came to 04:30.

An irregular knock on the door sounded again.

This time, Zhang Fan ignored Song Fanshuang who was awake or not, and rushed to the place where the door was knocked at the fastest speed.

really.

From the corner of his eye, he saw a few bats flying away.

Simultaneously.

The already dark blood stains on the door and the ground were visibly thicker than before, and the smell of blood was much stronger.

Standing up, Zhang Fan couldn't help taking a few steps back, and slowly raised his head.

From his eyes, the position opposite the door frame happened to be Song's mother's room.

this moment.

Zhang Fan thought deeply.

After a while, he turned back to the second floor again.

Song Fanshuang and Song's mother were still the same as before, looking at Zhang Fan expectantly.

"Aunt, in the next few days, the sound of knocking on the door may still ring, but it has been confirmed that it is definitely man-made."

"If a fortune-telling Taoist priest comes to your house in the next few days, please stay with him and let me know."

When Zhang Fan was speaking, his eyes glanced at Mother Song intentionally or unintentionally.

In just two sentences, the changes in Mother Song's face and eyes were all clear.

"Huh? Okay, okay...no problem."

In Mother Song's eyes, she nodded in obvious panic.

"Squad leader, go to sleep."

Zhang Fan smiled, didn't say much on this issue, and returned to the room with Song Fanshuang.

Next.

He just needs to verify his conjecture.

Back on the bed, Song Fanshuang's mood was still uncertain, his eyes twitched slightly, he looked at Zhang Fan, and said, "Xiao Fan, have you really found out the problem? This matter...is it really man-made?"

Song Fanshuang couldn't understand, if it was really artificial, why couldn't she see anyone every time she and her mother went out?

"It's man-made, but it's not entirely man-made."

Zhang Fan replied with a smile, but he didn't mean to explain clearly to Song Fanshuang.

He still had guesses in his mind that needed to be verified, and telling Song Fanshuang too much was not conducive to the realization of his ideas.

"I don't know."

Song Fanshuang was further confused by Zhang Fan's words.

"You don't need to understand. After a few days, the truth of this matter will come to light. By then, you will know what's going on."

Zhang Fan smiled, but still didn't ask for too much explanation.

just.

Zhang Fan also didn't know if Song Fanshuang could accept this ending if his guess was true.