Mrs. North is super dragging

Chapter 143 Chunhua, I'm Coming to See You
noon.

Nan Luochen happily returned to the Universal Office.

Bei Shengshi promised her to come forward to explain the scandal with Nan Mumu. As for Jiang Liangliang's matter, he would explain to Lu Yidong, and he would represent him throughout the process.

"Knock knock."

Ye Yin knocked on the door politely, then pushed it open and walked in, "YOYO, what about Liu Cheng's order?"

"What's wrong?" Nan Luochen frowned slightly.

"Liu Cheng has urged him many times. He said that if we can't do it, half of the deposit will be refunded to him, otherwise he will report to the police on our universal office."

"Call the police?"

Nan Luochen sighed, "If you delay him for a few more days, I'll think of a way."

"Yoyo, I think..."

Ye Yin wanted to persuade her to quit, but under her wave, she could only keep her mouth shut, and reluctantly withdrew.

Open the notebook.

Nan Luochen: Yu Wen, I went to Wu Dahai's house yesterday and found that he has a basement where he hides an inflatable doll, talking to her,...

Yu Wen: Behavior is not normal, I have a chance to go to the basement to have a look.

Yu Wen: Do you want me to go with you?

Nan Luochen: No need, too many people tend to startle the snake.

After turning off his laptop, Nan Luochen decided to visit Wu Dahai's villa again.

Armed and dressed, he went straight to Wu Dahai's residence, waited until Wu Dahai left with Hu Jingjing, and Nan Luochen sneaked into the villa quickly.

This is an excellent opportunity for her.

He entered the villa with ease, turned familiarly through the dark corridor, and came to the white wall.

"Boom, boom." He reached out and knocked, and there was a wooden door in the wall.

Nan Luochen fumbled for a hanging painting next to him, wondering where did Wu Dahai press to open the door?

Searching around for a while, I didn't know what to press, and the door slowly opened.

Nan Luochen's eyes burst into surprise, he took out his phone, turned on the flashlight, and walked into the dark room.

"boom."

Just a short while after entering, the door closed automatically.

How do I get out later?

Nan Luochen's hesitation lasted only a few seconds, and he decided to go down and have a look before talking.

Step down the last step of the ladder.

In the extremely pitch-black environment, there was a complex and unpleasant smell permeating the air.

I checked around with the light of my mobile phone and found a desk lamp on the table. I walked over and turned on the desk lamp.

A room of more than ten square meters, with an antique big bed, the dark red bed board is carved with various patterns, the bed curtain is half rolled up, and there is a simulated inflatable doll lying on the bed/top half.

There are various brightly colored lanterns hanging around, and there are two paper figurines.

It was terribly cold.

The atmosphere is quiet, the light of the table lamp is as weak as moonlight, and it is deserted and cold. The furniture with a sense of age, and the paper dolls of the dead, the paper flutters gently without wind.

In this eerie dark room, Nan Luochen felt like being poured with a basin of cold water. An endless chill rose from his back to his ears, and his head suddenly exploded.

His legs were weak, and he almost ran away in embarrassment.

Nan Luochen closed his eyes, inhaled and exhaled deeply, and encouraged himself in his heart: Nan Luochen, don't be afraid, there are no ghosts in the world, there is only one truth, you have to investigate, you are the devil incarnation, how can you be afraid of these things?
When she opened her eyes again and met the gloomy eyes of the paper figurine, she couldn't help shivering, and deliberately didn't look at the paper figurine.

Come to bed.

"Blow-up doll?"

Nan Luochen muttered, stretched out his hand to grab it, and frowned slightly, the inflatable doll is at most ten kilograms, right?Why is this doll a bit heavy?
After tossing around, I didn't find anything wrong at all.

Reluctantly, he put the inflatable doll away, and Nan Luochen turned into the side door next to him.

"Cough." Pushing open the half-covered door, a musty smell that had been dusty for a long time rushed towards him.

Turn on the light bulb. The light bulb that hasn't been changed for many years has a bad contact. The dim light makes the atmosphere even more eerie and gloomy.

"what?"

This room stores some miscellaneous items. It has three bare walls and a window that just faces the ancient and terrifying big bed.

There are countless photos on the walls.

Nan Luochen turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and countless bloody photos were pasted on the wall. The skin was torn apart, and the blood rushed to the vision.

Thinking back carefully, the facial features in the photo are similar to the photo she saw in the upstairs room, they are the same person!

Her whole heart instantly rose to her throat. Why did Wu Dahai have such bloody photos of Chen Chunhua? Could it be that Wu Dahai was the real murderer?
Thinking about it this way, Nan Luochen's whole nerves are not good.

Hastily tearing off the photo, she rushed up the stairs.

He pulled the door hard a few times, but it still didn't budge.

"Open the door."

Nan Luochen's entire face turned pale, and a breath of fear permeated from the bottom of his heart.

not good!

Seemingly hearing approaching footsteps, like a reminder, she panicked, returned to the utility room just now, and hid in the closet.

Wu Dahai stared at the desk lamp suspiciously for a few seconds, thinking, did he forget to turn off the light when he left yesterday?

When he came to the bed with a sense of age, he sat down with a heavy heart, and turned his head to the inflatable doll lying quietly.

With gentle eyes, "Chunhua, I'm here to see you."

After a moment of silence, Wu Dahai reached out to pick up the inflatable doll, and gently stroked/touched its long black hair with a pair of plump hands.

(End of this chapter)