Mystery: Playing as Uncle Jiu from Hongyue

Chapter 167 The Movement Upstairs (2 More)
Every time a player encounters a scary scene, there will inevitably be a reminder in this regard in the player's live broadcast room.

But when Liu Yuanhui was killed, there were no hints in his live broadcast room.

Based on this, many viewers are very sure.

The thing that killed Liu Yuanhui would definitely not be a ghost.

However, this also made Liu Yuanhui's death confusing.

Some viewers also tried to search for slices online after learning about the incident.

Although the short videos that can be sent out are all mosaiced, it is still possible to see how Liu Yuanhui died.

Especially the man in the tunic suit who passed by him.

Especially noticeable.

So much so that the audience in the live broadcast room speculated one after another.

It is very likely that this person is the murdered Liu Yuanhui!
But no matter what he said, Xu Fan couldn't see the barrage in his live broadcast room.

It is impossible to judge whether Liu Yuanhui died in a horrible scene or not.

He didn't even know that Liu Yuanhui was also a player.

And there is only one chance to call every week, and the duration is only 1 minute.

Even if they saw that Xu Fan had an intersection with Liu Yuanhui's death because of Xing Yuqiang, they would not call him for such a thing.

In the mysterious world.

Xing Yuqiang lay on the sofa in the living room and slept until dark.

Xu Fan was in the bedroom, concentrating on cultivating innate skills.

The more he studied, the more he felt that this set of exercises was very subtle.

But there is still a lot of gaps between entering the hall and entering the room.

A small test is almost his current limit.

Gollum.

Soon, there was a bowel sound in Xu Fan's stomach.

Although Xiantian Kung Fu is an internal skill method, it is practiced by breathing, but every breath will mobilize Xu Fan's muscles.

The consumption of physical strength is really not small.

After several hours in a row, his body's energy was almost exhausted.

"Let's be here today."

Xu Fan slowly opened his eyes on the bed, and glanced out the window.

Night falls.

Looking at the time again, I have already missed the rush hour of the subway.

Go to the place where Liu Yuanhui died now, and you should be able to meet that ghost.

Thinking of this, Xu Fan got off the bed and opened the bedroom door.

Ready to wake up Xing Yuqiang on the sofa.

But at this moment...

A loud bang came from Xu Fan upstairs.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of running.

In any case, this Ping'an community is a resettlement house that was converted from sheds.

Some unit buildings are not well soundproofed.

For example, the house that Xu Fan rented before.

He could hear the sound of chopping dumplings on the second floor clearly from downstairs.

And Xing Yuqiang, who was on the sofa, was also woken up from his dream by the sound.

He sat upright on the sofa with a bang, his eyes widened.

And looked around in a daze.

"What movement?"

Soon, Xing Yuqiang's eyes focused on the ceiling.

The noisy voice not only did not calm down, but intensified instead.

Until it becomes crackling and crackling.

It sounds like a young couple quarreling and smashing things at home.

Logically speaking, this kind of family affairs is not uncommon in this day and age.

Various housing loans, car loans, children's education issues, work issues.

For young people, the pressure is not ordinary.

If there is a fuse, it might blow up like a gas tank.

It is estimated that after a while, it will calm down.

But who is Xing Yuqiang?

He is an old police officer of Nanshan Branch.

Now he is the head of the Special Investigation Section.

Hearing the dingling clang, I couldn't help the impulse in my heart.

"You wait for me here for a while."

Xing Yuqiang stood up from the sofa, walked quickly to the door, and put on his shoes.

On the contrary, I have to go to the subway station for a while.

At this moment, I went up to the fourth floor.

Xu Fan was naturally not interested in such young couples quarreling.

What's more, Xing Yuqiang is a police officer.

In terms of adjusting conflicts, you have more experience than yourself.

So he turned around to get the wooden knife.

It has to be said that this wooden knife is the same as the Ghost Slaying Knife before it was crushed.

Before I wanted to take the Zhanguidao out, I had to hide it in the guitar case.

Naturally, this kind of wooden knife cannot be regarded as a controlled knife.

Just hold it in your hand, and no one will take a second look.

However, this wooden knife is really a bit like a demon knife.

Every time Xu Fan grasped it with his right hand, he would feel a wave of energy flowing from his palm to the wooden knife.

On the contrary, if you grab it with your left hand, you won't have such a feeling.

Even if you use your left hand to hold it with the greatest strength, things like renting out the house will not happen.

But even so, Xu Fan couldn't let go of this wooden knife.

At one time, I wanted to give it a famous name.

For example, Thunder Tyrannosaurus Saber or something.

But when it comes to thinking about names, Xu Fan always feels that something is missing.

Simply call it a wooden knife.

Unpretentious.

at the same time……

Xing Yuqiang went up to the fourth floor in one breath and knocked on the door of this resident.

"Hello, I'm from Nanshan Branch, please open the door."

He cleared his throat and introduced his occupation.

I hope the young couple inside can open the door.

In his career, many injuries were not deliberate.

Many times, it is passion that hurts people.

After all, when people's emotions run wild, it is easy to lose control.

In his mind, he had encountered one before.

It is also a young couple who have just been married for less than a year.

The guy discovered that after the girl came back from a reunion with her classmates, her leggings were gone.

Just wondered what she might have done.

Out of control, he cut the girl's throat.

This matter made him remember for a long time.

One more thing, it's night now, so arguing like this is also considered a nuisance.

So whether it's out of concern or whatever.

He felt that he needed to come and take a look.

This is his job as a police officer.

however……

Xing Yuqiang kept knocking on the door for a long time, but the door was not opened for him.

He stood at the door and waited for more than half a minute.

The more he waited, the more uneasy he felt.

For a moment, he simply put his ears on the door.

The sound of smashing inside was much weaker.

But vaguely, he seemed to hear a cry for help.

And the sound gradually became weaker.

"Open the door!"

Feeling something was wrong, Xing Yuqiang changed from knocking to smashing.

The volume of speaking is also much higher.

However, no matter how much he knocked on the door, there was still no response from inside.

Even the cry for help gradually faded away.

Xing Yuqiang quickly took two steps back, and then hit the door with his shoulder.

It is conceivable that the buildings nowadays are all anti-theft doors, how could he open them?

I was worried that it would be too late to call for support at this moment.

Xing Yuqiang thought about it for a moment, then took out his pistol.

The pitch-black muzzle was facing the keyhole.

"If you don't open the door again, I will break in!"

He gave a final warning loudly.

Seeing that the people inside still didn't respond to him, he pulled the trigger.

Bang!
With a bang, the resident's door popped open instantly.

And this gunshot also caught Xu Fan's attention.

(End of this chapter)