Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 387 Fengwu People

  This is an unexpected answer.

   But everyone is calm, after all, this sentence is not the first time I have heard it.

   "Young man," Qin Yin shook his legs stubbornly, "Your house is haunted, is it okay?"

  The pot of water that doesn’t boil is well lifted.

   "What?... That's not haunted, that... That's..." Zhao Qianle's eyes flickered under the lights, "That was designed by us."

   "Your brother has already told us, that is not your design."

   "Yes... it's my design, my brother doesn't know."

   Jasmine smiled helplessly, "What about the monitoring content?"

  Zhao Qianle choked.

  "Are you looking for us with Zhao Baihuan on your back?" The Taoist master suppressed his smile, and the pressure in his voice rose.

What they didn't expect was that Zhao Qianle actually shook his head.

   "My brother should know that I am looking for 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, and I can feel it," Zhao Qianle took a deep breath, "Actually, this is what he meant. Please don't check it again."

   Jasmine quickly took out her phone, "I will ask him."

  Although the attitude of the two brothers does not affect their investigation, the fickle appearance of the two is really curious.

"He won't come back," Zhao Qianle said to Jasmine. "We have talked about it. He considered too little before. Now we don't think we should involve outsiders. That's it. We're ready to go back. Home."

   "You...are you from outside the city?" Luo Jiutian asked pretentiously when he heard the key words.

  Zhao Qianle nodded, "Yes, so you can't investigate anything here at all. These days, I really trouble you. Although you said that you don't receive compensation, my brother and I still..."

  "Are you from Fengwu?" Xiaolan asked suddenly for no reason.

  A circle of people stared at Xiaolan blankly.

  Zhao Qianle's face changed a little.

   "Ah, I just...because I am also from Fengwu, so I feel..." Xiaolan was stared a little with the surprised eyes of her friends, "Your accent, a bit like..."

  "Do I have an accent?" Involving the question of Mandarin, Zhao Qianle seemed to finally relax his guard.

  Luo Jiutian raised his chin again, and said, "Where is Fengwu? I have 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 over there...Well, everyone, that's all I have to say. Let's stop here. The reward will be given. Everyone, I'm leaving first."

  Zhao Qianle finished speaking, turned around and left. Seeing that no one was stopping him, he looked back, then gently closed the door and stepped into the night.

  They didn't stop him, because the position of the two brothers is completely unimportant now.

   "How do you know that they are from Fengwu?" Jasmine looked at Xiaolan in surprise, "His Mandarin is very standard, and there is no Fengwu accent at all."

  Xiaolan wanted to ask Jasmine "Where do you know what Fengwu's accent is like", but after thinking about it, she doesn't know what Fengwu's accent is.

"Well... it's what we told you about in Lianshui Village," Xiaolan sat on the sofa obediently, "Yes, it's the world that was turned into by the abducted girls. I always think that the scene in the Eight Immortals Village. Some things in it remind me of Lianshui Village."

   "I have this feeling too!" Qin Yin shouted.

   "I remember hearing you say that there is also an incinerator in Lianshui Village," Jasmine blinked, "Is there anything else?"

  Other...

"The story of Baxian Village, on the 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 alike."

   Jasmine did not question any more, Luo Jiutian was more direct, and a phone call was made to Uncle Wang who was already planning to take a rest, conveying the new task content, and then he was not surprised by Uncle Wang afterwards.

   "He explained that he will give us the result earlier," Luo Jiutian smiled and waited for Uncle Wang to finish scolding, then hung up the phone, "Jasmine, is that okay?"

   "Yes, yes, of course, you can spare Uncle Wang."

  While lying on the bed, Xiaolan hoped that she could dream of the broken scenes she saw during the day, or of things related to her hometown.

   However, whenever she thinks this way, the sky is always bright as soon as she opens her eyes.

   But even so, they do not wake up naturally.

  Xiaolan and Qin Yinteng sat up from the bed in shock, staring blankly at the bedroom door that was making a loud noise. For a while, they were surrounded by the classic three questions about who I am and where and why I am here.

  "Xiaolan! Xiaoyin! Are you awake?! Boom! Boom!..."

  Oh, someone was smashing the door.

   "I am nine days! Get up quickly! Get up!..."

  Oh, it turned out to be Luo Jiutian.

   "There is a result!..."

  Has a knot...

  The four eyes went round in an instant, and then, the four arms quickly fumbled.

   "What's the result?!" Qin Yin put on his coat, took out the sweater and hat Xiaolan wore inside, and shouted, "Is it Fengwu's investigation?"

  "After a while, everyone will come out and say in detail, I'm going to call the leader, first...Hey, the leader, you wake up, that's right, you go call the fools and them, I'll call Jasmine and Qiao Nian."

  A brief conversation between Daoist Chief and Luo Jiutian sounded at the door, followed by the sound of two people's hurried footsteps, and the door not far away was knocked.

  A few minutes later, a group of unkempt people gathered in the living room on the first floor.

  Except for Jasmine and Dao Chang who are still beautiful, the others are either rubbing their eyes or yawning.

  Luo Jiutian didn't even have time to change his pajamas.

   "Uncle Wang called me back." Luo Jiutian shook his phone excitedly, ignoring his messy hair.

   "It's just after seven o'clock," Jasmine glanced at her watch, "Uncle Wang and they won't stay up all night, right?"

   "No no," Luo Jiutian waved his hand. "Uncle Wang said that this time it was so fast because Fengwu has only one special school, and when they hacked into the system to search the list of students, they just checked it and found it!"

   "Wan Sheng really came from Fengwu?"

  Luo Jiutian nodded excitedly, “Although it is a student from five years ago, Wansheng’s information is still kept in the school. As a typical reference, it’s just...”

  The point is here.

  Luo Jiutian cleared his throat.

   "Wansheng is not deaf and dumb, and he has no intellectual disability," he glanced over them, and said every word, "He has a mental illness, Wansheng has a dissociative identity disorder, he is a patient with multiple personality!"

  (End of this chapter)