The criminals looked so similar to each other that fans asked me how many years I had been squatting

Chapter 83 The -year-old woman was buried in the fire
What did she do just now?

Why do these people suddenly lose their health bars?

If the health bar dropped so casually, it would be difficult for her to operate.

After all, if she kills the evil spirit disguised inside, she will also die together.

He would have died even if he didn't take the initiative... She didn't even know when he would die.

She didn't notice at all that there was a trace of red on her palm.

It wasn't until An Ning closed the notebook that she realized that the black notebook seemed to be stained with something.

Dark, like a pool of thick liquid.

An Ning stared at the marks on it carefully, then turned his eyes and saw the palm of his hand.

It was bloody red there.

It's just that the bright color has faded a lot at this time, leaving only a light layer.

This hand was the one that grabbed the black hair just now. If so, she probably knew where it came from.

What's not good is that she threw the black hair on Zhang Xun's neck...

Thinking of this, An Ning immediately opened the notebook she had just closed. Her notebook was opened one second ago, and Zhang Xun's scream came the next second.

It was extremely sharp, as if it was ringing next to her ears.

An Ning blinked and looked silently at Zhang Xun's health bar, which only had a small amount left.

Okay, now he is a key protection target.

What if this is the wronged soul pretending to be a normal person?

If she wasn't careful, she would die with this person.

She looked at the surveillance camera in her hand. Instead of staring at the people on the second floor, she looked at the surveillance camera on the first floor.

There are many acquaintances there, but she still has a lot of room to operate, but she needs to get the health bars of these people without revealing her identity.

But it can't be completely eliminated, and it has to leave them with a little blood bar to basically guarantee their lives.

Let’s check them one by one when the time comes.
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"What is our main task?" Ji Yan stood in the living room of a small residential building on the first floor, looked around and asked her teammates.

She didn't receive any information about the mission, so she could only ask this.

The reason why Ji Yan came here was because she had a good relationship with Director Zheng's daughter. The other party invited her smoothly, so naturally she couldn't refuse, so she came over.

She came here as soon as she came over, but she didn't expect that she would participate in such an event in such a confused way.

Feng Xingtai glanced at her and didn't know whether Xiang believed her words. After thinking for about three or two seconds, he answered her, "What Zheng Qi told me was to find the real culprit who killed my grandmother."

His words were concise, concise and very clear, and his current situation was clarified in one sentence.

He came here to find the truth. Since he was looking for the murderer, there must be a murderer here, and Ji Yan didn't receive any mission reminder... It was a bit fanciful.

At least that's what Feng Xingtai's reaction is now.

Did Feng Xingtai regard her as the murderer?

An idea popped into Ji Yan's mind, and she was amused by her own thoughts. Why did she care what others thought? If he thinks so, can he still control it?
After thinking about this, Ji Yan began to wander around the house. When she saw the crumpled paper ball on the old desk, her steps stopped suddenly. Her outstretched hand paused in the air for a while, and finally grabbed the paper ball.

This is a crumpled newspaper. The news on the front page of this newspaper is extremely eye-catching. The headline is written in a large bold font.

The handwriting was a little blurry, but it was barely legible. Ji Yan looked at the words on it and read it out in a low voice, "The eighty-year-old woman was buried in the fire, and her descendants will divide the millions in compensation!"

"The eighty-year-old lady was buried in a sea of ​​fire... One million compensation?" Ji Yan repeated these two pieces of information again, and then her eyes moved down, "1999?"

One million compensation in 99?
So what kind of huge amount of insurance do you need to buy to get such a huge amount of compensation?

Her voice successfully attracted other people to watch. Jiang Yu immediately stepped forward and lowered his head to read the main text of the newspaper. When he read the content written in the newspaper, his pupils dilated slightly.

There are six children and grandchildren of the octogenarian old lady?
A total of seven people participated in this horror house experience, including the old lady who died in the fire.

In other words, among these seven people, one plays the role of the old lady who died in the fire, while the others are the descendants of the old lady.

The descendants shared the millions of compensation paid by the insurance company... Since Feng Xingtai said there was a murderer, the old lady could not have really died in an accident, but was killed.

Still killed her for money.

Jiang Yu also wanted to get other information from this newspaper, but except for this news, the handwriting of all the news published in the newspaper was blurred and completely indistinguishable.

In other words, this is all the information this newspaper can bring them.

If they want to obtain other information, they need to search inside this residential building.

If his guess was correct, this should be the place where the old lady lived with her children and grandchildren.

No matter how cleanly the evidence is destroyed, some trace will be left behind, the only question is whether they can find it.

Thinking of this, the corners of Jiang Yu's lips raised and he walked towards the door, "I think we should first look for information about the old lady and her descendants."

"Let's split up. I'll go check on 106 and 107. You can do whatever else you want."

He was not asking for opinions, but directly informed them of his thoughts, so Feng Xingtai and Ji Yan just watched Jiang Yu walking towards the two rooms he mentioned.

Ji Yan was the first to react, "I'll go to 108 and 109."

In the end, only Feng Xingtai was left standing there, watching the two people's backs walking further and further away.

"Then I'll do 101-104."

As he spoke, Feng Xingtai walked back the way he had walked nonchalantly, not even raising his head to observe the movement on the ceiling above his head.

The moment they left, the originally quiet ceiling suddenly made a slight noise, followed by a thin white arm stretching out. There was nothing unusual about the arm, but the blood-red fingers could bring a lot of trouble to people. impact.

Standing on the balcony on the second floor and seeing this scene, Mian Nian was so frightened that his legs went weak. He covered his mouth with both hands, not daring to make any sound, for fear of disturbing the unclean thing opposite.

Memorial watched helplessly as the arm took away the newspaper without making a sound from the beginning to the end. She only dared to take a deep breath after the hole in the ceiling completely disappeared.

"This...there is really a ghost here..."

She was too quiet throughout the whole process, showing no signs of being frightened. This caused An Ning to look up at her notebook after taking the newspaper and found that her health bar suddenly dropped and she felt bad.

what the hell?

(End of this chapter)