Chapter 4 Poor Mother and Child
The quality of the container house is really bad.
Zhang Chen casually pried a few times with a piece of iron, and the window of Brother Liang's room opened. As soon as the window was opened, a disgusting bloody smell rushed over. Jiang Wenyuan and Zhang Chen held back their physical reactions, opened the window and entered the room, and closed the window again.
Brother Liang's room was in better condition than the player's dormitory, with a 1.5 meter four-poster single bed with a mattress, two large wardrobes, a table and chairs, a dressing table and a simple toilet. But what made people very uncomfortable was that all the furniture in the room was covered with blood. It was hard for Jiang Wenyuan to imagine that a person could not die after bleeding so much.
Most of the bloodstains were concentrated in two places, one was the bed, and the other was one of the wardrobes placed against the corner.
Zhang Chen still refused to admit defeat, he gritted his teeth, and handed the phone on the desk to Jiang Wenyuan, "I'm going to investigate the closet."
Brother Liang's phone is an old-fashioned phone with buttons that can be unlocked with an asterisk and a number. No password is set.
Jiang Wenyuan quickly flipped through his call records and messages, and found a strange message from two years ago. The sender of the message was Liang Xueqing, and it said: "Brother, I think he is by my side. They all said I was crazy, but I wasn't crazy. Pan Ge died too, on that railway, since After that happened, he obviously never got close to the railway or took the train again. Do you think this is retribution? We shouldn't have played that game at the time..." Zhang Chen also gained something, there were incense candles in the closet
, Peachwood swords, black dog blood, yellow talismans, Buddhist beads and other miscellaneous things. There were a lot of blood stains on these things. Brother Liang must have opened the closet over and over again after being injured, using these things to seek a sense of security.
Jiang Wenyuan and Zhang Chen still wanted to investigate for a while, but three short and two long knocks came from outside the house. This was the secret signal they had agreed with Zuo Zhixing. Brother Liang is back!
Jiang Wenyuan approached the window with his waist bent, held up a small mirror Zuo Zhixing gave him, and looked through the window to see the situation outside. Brother Liang didn't come back by road. When Zuo Zhixing found him, he was almost at the dormitory. Brother Liang's head was swollen, and his bluish-white complexion made him look like a living person at all.
"What are you doing standing at the door of my room?" Brother Liang looked at Zuo Zhixing gloomily.
Fortunately, Zuo Zhixing is someone who has seen big winds and waves. He said to Brother Liang without changing his face: "I know that Brother Liang needs to recuperate, but there is something I have to tell you no matter what. The temporary earthwork stacking point you designated for us , there are several graves nearby. I think it is disrespectful to the dead to pile up the cleared earthwork there, so I would like to ask Brother Liang if he can find another place to pile the earthwork." Brother Liang's swollen face twitched,
" You wait for me to go back to the house to get something, and then take me to the grave."
Jiang Wenyuan and Zhang Chen in the room couldn't help becoming nervous, they could only pray to Zuo Zhixing to find a way to take Brother Liang away. Unexpectedly, Zuo Zhixing responded immediately, "Okay, I'll wait for Brother Liang."
With a look of ruined Zhang Chen's expression on his face, he asked Jiang Wenyuan with his lips, "Should we just get rid of Brother Liang?"
Actually For them, the trouble was not Brother Liang, but Brother Liang who was kicked out of the emergency repair team.
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deadly round table
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