His eyes were dark and bright, and he smelled me from afar, and before I could get closer, it jumped up and pulled the thick chains straight.
"I'm sorry."
Rubbing the white dog's head, I carefully helped it remove the syringes from its body, these needles should have been shot directly into it with an anesthetic gun, and some of the needle tips were already bent.
"Whew!"
Bai Qi licked my face and circled around me, the chains dragging on the ground and clanging.
"I'll take you out."
Raising the deer chopping knife to slash with all his might, the iron rope was broken in response: "The collar key may be on Jiang Long, and I will just go back to the villa to deal with the scene later." ” Jiang Long has seen the information of the show in the underworld, and I can't keep him, I need to find out if he is dead again.
In addition, I didn't find the tattooed man on the first and third floors of the villa, he is the first executor, and it is likely that he has also seen the information of the underworld show, if there is a chance to get rid of him, I will never be merciful.
After a few laps of excitement, it suddenly stopped in front of me, bared its teeth at the corner of the cell, and let out a suppressed roar of danger.
The black hair in the cell slowly emerged, turning into a young man, tilting his head to look white, and then looking at me suspiciously.
"It's okay, it's all my own."
I was also surprised by Bai Qi's reaction, Bai Qi seemed to have a trace of fear just now, has the current life ghost grown to the point where even Bai Qi can't fight it?
Let a ghost thing develop like this, I really don't know if it's good or bad for me.
The ghost watched Bai Qi silently for a long time, then turned into black hair like ink again, and disappeared into the shadows and walked towards the other side of the cell.
I didn't know what the ghost was trying to do, so I followed it to a locked doorway to a separate cubicle.
"That's what I'm looking for?"
cut off the lock and entered the house, which was arranged like a study, which was far from Jiang Long's own temperament.
The high-end bookshelves are placed against the wall, and the books on them are as new as new, without any wrinkles, and if the owner of the house is not a book lover, then it can only mean that these books are just decorations, and no one has ever looked through them.
"Ebony desk, sofa, why did Jiang Long build a study room underground?"
The basement is damp and cold, and the high-end wooden furniture is placed on the ground, which can not be showed off, and it is also a kind of damage to the furniture itself.
On the expensive ebony table, there is a whole set of tea sets, and on either side of the table, there are two ebony chairs facing each other.
"Is this room for guests?"
I remembered what Jiang Long once said, Mr.
Jiang would send someone to collect documents, and this study room may be designed to receive "special people".
Under the guidance of the ghost, I removed the bookshelf and found three old paintings pasted on the obscured wall.
Three feet long and one foot wide, the first painting shows an old woman with a rickety back, holding a cup of tea, seemingly kind, but there is a trace of evil in her eyebrows.
At the bottom of the scroll is a poem, with the two ancient characters of Meng Po written on the inscription.
The character in the second painting has become an old man, with extraordinary instruments and fairy bones, but there is a colorful snake coiled around his body, which looks very terrifying.
At the bottom of the scroll is another poem, which has become a snake male.
The figure in the last painting, which I have seen before, is a mischievous doll with three eyes and four arms, holding the heads of several women, as if it were having a good time.
There is no inscription at the end of the painting, but the word ghost baby is written crookedly.
"Three paintings, three weird people, what do you mean by Meng Po, Snake Gong, and Ghost Baby?"
I took it off, and I accidentally noticed something else behind it.
The walls behind it have been hollowed out to house yellowed documents and letters.
Based on my experience as a private investigator a long time ago, I knew I had found a "treasure".
I opened one of the envelopes casually, and inside was the bad debts of Jiang Jin Group more than ten years ago, as well as the handwritten letter of Mr.
Jiang, the old fox personally ordered Jiang Long to secretly retaliate against some opponents.
"The mall is like a battlefield, and only the most despicable people can stand firmly to the end."
I opened the envelopes one after another to check, most of them were handwritten letters from Mr.
Jiang, some of which date back to 20 years ago, and the more I read them, the more frightened I became.
The information revealed in this involves a number of vicious cases, resulting in injuries and disabilities, and the circumstances are extremely heinous.
"Old fellow, are you embarrassed to use the weapon of the law to punish me?"
Jiang Long's dog leg is not as loyal as he imagined, he must have left letters and bills to prevent Old Man Jiang from unloading and killing donkeys, and his godfather and godfather were so happy on the surface, and he still had letters from twenty years ago behind his back as evidence, this is really a pair of 'model father and son' with a harmonious relationship.
Sort out the letters, find the waterproof folders in the house, and pack them away together, if these things are exposed, it will be enough to shake the foundation of the Jiang family in Jiangcheng.
However, I don't have this plan for the time being, although the information of the underworld show is not in the hands of Old Man Jiang, Jiang Long must have reported this matter to him, which means that there is at least a ninety percent chance that Old Man Jiang has become an insider of the underworld show.
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If I make these unsightly things public and force Mr.
Jiang to jump over the wall, then he will probably choose to die with me, spread the information of the underworld show, and make it known to everyone, and I will not be able to end it at that time, and being wiped out will become a doomed ending.
This is a situation of mutual jealousy, and everyone should be cautious.
In the middle of the letters and accounts, I found a few pieces of scratch paper, which were the materials I had casually recorded about the show in the underworld, including my live broadcast experience, inferences about the live broadcast, case analysis, and speculation about the Double-Faced Buddha and the eight-character gods, etc.
After making sure nothing was missing, I took out my lighter and lit the scratch paper in my hand.
I will not record all the information about the underworld show in the future, they will always be in my memory.
Burning scratch paper was thrown onto the bookshelf, and the entire basement was quickly engulfed in flames.
Walking out of the garage, I took Bai Qi back to the villa, the people in the living room who were robbed of life by the ghosts of life are not worried about their lives, they are only temporarily unconscious, these guys are fighting for the tiger, but the crime is not death, there is no need to kill more.
In the three-story villa, I searched every room, but I didn't see the tattooed man, his van was parked in the courtyard of the villa, but the person was gone.
"Killed by Jiang Long?
Or did you hear the noise and run away decisively?
” I couldn't guess the real answer, and looking at the clock, it was close to midnight.
I found the key from Jiang Long, opened the ring around Bai Qi's neck, found waterproof tape to seal the folder, and left the villa with a deer chopping knife.
The raindrops hit my body, my coat quickly became soaked, and Bai Qi and I stood on the empty street, and there was not a single taxi on the road.
"You have to hurry back to Tingtang Road, maybe the police are on their way now, and they must move quickly."
I looked around, and suddenly I saw a dilapidated Wuling Hongguang at the door of the villa area with its headlights turned on, and the young man sitting in the car was looking at me in surprise.
"Brother Jian?"
Ergou pushed the car door and rushed into the heavy rain: "Why are you here?"
Didn't you say that it would take four days to act?
” "And why are you here?"
I patted him on the shoulder: "Ergou, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, talk in the car." ” The heavy rain slid down Ergou's face, and he turned his head to look at the dark and dead villa and was stunned, because just over an hour ago, the villa was still brightly lit and full of laughter.
I took Bai Qi to the back seat of the van and hid the deer chopping knife under the seat: "Go to my small shop, and be careful to avoid surveillance on the way." ” "Brother Jian, you haven't answered my question yet?
What are you doing in Jianglong's lair on this big night?
While driving, Ergou asked: "I came here to keep an eye on it, and I have seen all the changes in the villa, so you shouldn't pick one of their gangs alone, right?"
” "Gang?
There is no underworld in Huaxia, and they can only be regarded as some scum living in the shadows at best.
After patting the seat, my tone slowly became serious: "Ergou, I hid a knife under the back seat of your car, this knife must not be seen by outsiders, and the night after tomorrow, you will come to me with it......"