But everyone was very calm, after all, this was not the first time they heard this.
"Young man," Qin Yin shook his legs mischievously, "your house is haunted, does it not matter?"
This pot of unboiled water is very good.
"What?... That's not haunted, that's... that's..." Zhao Qianle's eyes flickered under the light, "That's what we designed."
"Your brother has already told us that it was not your design."
"It's...it's my design, my brother doesn't know."
Jasmine smiled helplessly, "What about the content of the surveillance?"
Zhao Qianle choked.
"You came to us behind Zhao Baihuan's back, right?" The Taoist priest suppressed his smile, and the pressure in his voice also increased.
What they didn't expect was that Zhao Qianle actually shook his head.
"My brother should know that I'm here to find you."
Everyone's eyes changed, and Qin Yin immediately put down his arms in front of him, "What do you mean?"
"When I left, my brother saw what I meant. I could feel it," Zhao Qianle took a deep breath, "Actually, this is also what he meant. Don't check anymore."
Jasmine quickly took out her phone and said, "I'll ask him."
Although the attitudes of the two brothers will not affect their investigation, the changeable appearance of these two people is really curious.
"He won't come back," Zhao Qianle said to Jasmine. "The two of us have talked about it. He thought too little before. Now we feel that outsiders should not be involved. Let's leave the matter here as it is. We are ready to go back."
Home."
"You...are you outsiders?" Luo Jiutian asked pretentiously after hearing the key words.
Zhao Qianle nodded, "Yes, so you can't investigate anything here at all. It's really troublesome for you these days. Although you said you won't charge any compensation, my brother and I still..."
"Are you from Fengwu?" Xiaolan suddenly asked for no reason.
A circle of people stared blankly at Xiaolan.
Zhao Qianle's expression changed a little.
"Ah, I just...because I am also from Fengwu, so I feel..." Xiaolan felt a little guilty after being stared at by her friends in surprise, "Your accent is a bit like..."
"Do I have an accent?" When it came to Mandarin, Zhao Qianle seemed to have finally relaxed his guard.
Luo Jiutian raised his chin in a vain manner and said in a formal tone, "Where is Fengwu? I've never heard of it."
Xiaolan glanced at him quickly.
"It's a small place," Zhao Qianle recalled his hometown, his face softened a lot, "but there is no accent there... Okay, everyone, that's all I have to say, let's stop this matter, the reward will be paid to
Everyone, I’m leaving first.”
After Zhao Qianle finished speaking, he turned around and left. Seeing that no one stopped him, he looked back, then gently closed the door and walked into the dark night.
They didn't stop him because the brothers' positions were completely unimportant now.
"How do you know they are from Fengwu?" Jasmine looked at Xiaolan with surprise, "His Mandarin is very standard, there is no Fengwu accent at all."
Xiaolan wanted to ask Jasmine, "How do you know what Fengwu's accent is like?" But then she thought about it, and she didn't know what Fengwu's accent was like.
"Well...it's what we told you about the incident in Lianshui Village." Xiaolan sat down on the sofa obediently. "Yes, it's the world transformed by the abducted girl. I always feel that the scene in the Eight Immortals Village
Some things in it remind me of Lianshui Village."
"I feel the same way!" Qin Yin shouted.
"I remember hearing you say that there is an incinerator in Lianshui Village," Jasmine blinked, "Is there anything else?"
Something else...
"The story of the Eight Immortals Village, as a whole, is very similar to the criminal process of the bad guys in Lianshui Village," Baomu thought, "but it is difficult to cite specific places that are similar. Anyway...
It’s really similar.”
Jasmine didn't question it anymore, and Luo Jiutian was more direct. He made a phone call to Uncle Wang, who was already planning to take a rest, and conveyed the new mission content. As expected, he was scolded by Uncle Wang.
"He said he would give us the results early in the morning," Luo Jiutian forced a smile and waited for Uncle Wang to finish scolding him before hanging up the phone, "Moli, is that okay?"
"Okay, of course, you can spare Uncle Wang."
When lying in bed, Xiaolan hoped that she could dream about the broken scenes she saw during the day, or dream about things related to her hometown.
However, whenever she thinks this way, it's often dawn as soon as she opens her eyes.
But even so, they don't sleep until they wake up naturally.
Xiaolan and Qin Yin sat up from the bed in shock, staring blankly at the loud banging bedroom door. For a moment, they were surrounded by the classic three questions: "Who am I, where am I, why am I here?"
"Xiaolan! Xiaoyin! Are you awake?! Dong-dong-dong!..."
Oh, it turns out someone is breaking down the door.
"I am Jiutian! Get up quickly, get up quickly!..."
Oh, it turns out to be Luo Jiutian.
"There is a result!..."
There are knots...
The four eyes widened in an instant, and then the four arms began to fumble quickly.
"What's the result?!" Qin Yin put on his coat, took out the sweater and hat Xiao Lan was wearing inside, and shouted loudly, "Is it Feng Wu's investigation?"
"We'll go into details later when everyone comes out. I'm going to call the Taoist Priest. First... well, Taoist Priest, you're awake. That's just in time. You go and call the idiots while I'm going to call Jasmine and Qiao Nian."
A brief conversation between the Taoist Priest and Luo Jiutian sounded at the door, followed by the sound of their hurried footsteps, and a knock on the door not far away.
A few minutes later, a group of unkempt people gathered in the living room on the first floor.
Except for Jasmine and Taoist priest who still maintained their beauty, everyone else was either rubbing their eyes or yawning.
Luo Jiutian himself didn't even have time to change out of his pajamas.
"Uncle Wang called me back." Luo Jiutian shook his phone excitedly, completely ignoring his messy hair.
"It's only past seven o'clock," Jasmine glanced at her watch, "Uncle Wang and the others didn't sleep all night, right?"
"No, no," Luo Jiutian waved, "Uncle Wang said that it was so fast this time because Fengwu only has one special school, and when they hacked into the system to search for the student list, they found it just by looking up!"
"Wan Sheng really comes from Feng Wu?"
Luo Jiutian nodded excitedly, "Although he was a student five years ago, Wan Sheng's information is still kept in the school as a typical reference, but..."
Here comes the point.
Luo Jiutian cleared his throat.
"Wan Sheng is not deaf and mute, nor is he mentally retarded," he glanced at them and said word by word, "He has a mental illness. Wan Sheng has dissociative identity disorder. He is a multiple personality patient!"