My host is lazy again

Chapter 595 Fifteen Players 17
"Isn't it... still hanging on the wall when we left? Who moved it?"

Someone stole this body?

Who is so wicked?
Song Liansheng also felt strange.

He shook off the water drops on his hands, turned around and chatted with them, wondering: "Yes, tell me, who would do such a thing?"

Everyone has no idea.

Li Yuanna looked at the house in fear, the more she looked, the more eerie it seemed, "It can't be, is it haunted?"

Wang Liqiao flicked her head, "It's broad daylight, don't think about it."

"However, in our current situation, it doesn't matter whether it's day or night. Isn't it still the same during the day?"

They are silent.

indeed.

In broad daylight, they did run into evil, otherwise how could they explain that they couldn't leave the village no matter how they walked?

After breakfast just now, the others wanted to go out of the village in disbelief, wanted to call the police, and wanted to find out if there was a mobile phone signal here... But this place seems to be isolated from the world, and it is not as backward as it is in modern times.

When the atmosphere was gloomy, Yu Shu, who had searched around for a while, came back.

Seeing so many people, he just looked up, and then went to the patio pool to wash his hands. His pale and slender fingers became more and more shiny after being soaked in water, as beautiful as a work of art carved out of magic.

Song Liansheng leaned over, "How about Brother Shu, did you find it?"

"No."

After not sleeping all night and not finding the body, Boss Yu was in a bad mood, and his crow feathers and long eyelashes drooped lazily, giving people a sense of indifference and distance.

After washing his hands, he wiped them with a handkerchief, "Where's Luo Jian?"

Luo Jian: "Here."

Song Liansheng: "Where's the roof?"

The two spoke in unison.

Everyone's videos looked at her in unison.

The girl came in through the door with her hands behind her back.

Wang Yong was very curious about how she got down from the roof several meters high. There seemed to be no stairs here.

Seeing her, Yu Shu finally regained his energy: "How is it, do you have any clues?"

She pondered for a while, then said softly: "I think the ancestral hall is a bit strange."

Just now she was overlooking the ancestral hall on the roof, and found that the ancestral hall was much larger than it actually looked, and there should be room behind the small room where the village chief was sitting.

Yu Shu immediately understood what she meant: "Do you suspect that the body is there?"

"Yeah," the girl nodded, then glanced at them and suggested with a smile, "Why don't we go visit the ancestral hall."

They returned to the shrine.

Chen Xiqian, who was in charge of monitoring the village chief, was relieved to see them come back.

I don't know why, but staying here alone always feels a little creepy.

She has been standing at the door not daring to go in.

Luo Jian entered the courtyard and looked around the ancestral hall first, then entered the back room, looked around inside, rummaged around, and tapped on the wall with her fingers from time to time.

The village chief turned his empty, lifeless fish eyes to look at her, and sat still.

In the yard, Yu Shu sat on the back of his chair, squinting his beautiful peach eyes sleepily, and his interest in solving the case began to plummet.

Song Liansheng sat next to him, and while showing him the photos of Room 1005 that he had taken with his mobile phone, he transformed himself into Sherlock Holmes, carefully looking for clues to confirm who the murderer was.

I'm about to throw up.

After a while, he scratched his hair and let out an irritated "lean".

"You said that if the policeman uncle is here, what's the matter with us?"

(End of this chapter)