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Hearing what he said, Han Xiaodong quickly borrowed the slope to get off the donkey: "Trust you? I trust you very much, but tell me what happened to him? Did he enter a haunted house or was he captured by aliens?"

Although the question was inappropriate, it was a statement, at least it showed that he did not mean to be an enemy of these people.

"Don't make trouble." Duan Muxiu said softly, but compared with just now, his current tone is obviously avoiding something.

Seeing his evasive expression, and what he heard outside just now, Han Xiaodong knew that this matter might not be that simple. With his recently consecrated mouth, he might just let him talk.

"What's the matter? It's so mysterious? Let's listen to it, and see if I can help you find a solution." He began to infiltrate the information bit by bit, and now he has to pry Duan Muxiu's mouth open to know this. Whether the matter has anything to do with what I checked.

Just as Duanmu Xiu was about to speak, he heard a pale-faced thin man beside him snatch the words: "Duanmu."

Han Xiaodong looked at him and found that he just shook his head slightly.

"Oh... so you really made him disappear! I understand, I understand, don't worry, I won't say it, but I advise you to surrender as soon as possible and strive for leniency." Han Xiaodong pushed away and struggled. Duanmuxiu walked towards the door again.

"Hey." Duanmuxiu sighed and waved to him: "Come back, come back."

Han Xiaodong glanced back at him, only to see that he took out a piece of paper from the drawer of the bookshelf: "Fill it out, you can join the club first and then talk about it."

Seeing that he took out the membership form for Han Xiaodong to fill in, Xueqing walked over quickly and blocked it with her hand: "What time is this? You are still in the mood to recruit people! Besides, joining the membership will ensure that he will not listen to you." Are you ready to say it?"

Duan Muxiu glanced at Xue Qing, and let go of the form in her hand: "Then what do you say? He already knows, why don't you kill him right now? You come, I know murder is against the law, so I won't do it."

Seeing his face like what you do has nothing to do with me, Xue Qing's lips trembled angrily.

Han Xiaodong looked at the few people in the room and knew that this matter seemed very serious, at least the few people in front of him couldn't handle it.

He glanced at Duanmuxiu, then at Xueqing, and then glanced over the faces of the other two boys. He found that except for Duanmuxiu, the other three had a trace of annoyance in their emotions. Obviously, they didn't care about the current situation. what a good way.

Han Xiaodong stretched out his hand and pulled the form out of Xueqing's hand. At the beginning, he could feel a little resistance, but in the end, Xueqing's hand that was pressing on the form slowly let go, and he completely gave up resistance.

After filling out the form casually, Han Xiaodong handed the paper to Duanmuxiu.

"100 yuan." Duan Muxiu put away the form and spread his hands at him.

"What 100 yuan?" Han Xiaodong looked at him in surprise.

"Nonsense, membership fee! You still have to pay to go to the public restroom, let alone join the membership." Duanmuxiu said as if it was a matter of course.

"Why don't you go grab it!"

"Then do you still want to know what's going on?"

Han Xiaodong felt dizzy for a while, looking at Duanmuxiu's rascal face, and remembering K's status as a rich man, he looked like a modern version of Zhou Papi, and wanted to step on his face.

"Forget it, I'm afraid of you." While speaking, Han Xiaodong took out 100 yuan from his pocket and clapped it on his hand.

Putting the money into the drawer of the bookshelf, Duanmuxiu opened the glass door of the bookshelf again.

It was only then that Han Xiaodong saw that what was placed in the bookshelf were not books, but folders of different colors. Duanmuxiu took out a black folder and placed it in front of Han Xiaodong:
"It is said that you are a new member. You shouldn't know about this now, but there is no way. You heard it just now, so we have nothing to hide, but I told you about it, and you have to Participate in the rescue operation, understand?"

Han Xiaodong was taken aback, and quickly moved his body back two steps, away from the black trap: "You touch porcelain! I didn't hear anything before! I only heard what you said when I entered the room."

Duanmu Xiu rolled his eyes at him: "Shaote, you are talking nonsense with me. You have been standing at the door for a long time, and your shadow has already betrayed you."

Han Xiaodong didn't understand what he was talking about at first, but when he heard him mention the shadow, he suddenly turned his head and hurried to look at the door.

Sure enough, there was a big gap under the door, and the shadow of the person outside could be seen.

Depend on!Oversight!
Han Xiaodong sighed for a while, but he also had a new understanding of Duanmuxiu. This person is definitely not as foolish as he appears on the surface, but he is very meticulous in his bones.

He didn't justify himself right now, but leaned over and opened the black folder.

There is actually nothing in the folder, just a few huge plan drawings, some hand-painted drawings, and a few old and dilapidated diary records.

Han Xiaodong looked through these things one by one.

He opened the drawing first, and he could tell at a glance that it was the design drawing of this old blue brick house. The drawing had been a few years old, and yellow spots began to appear in some places on the blue background, but judging from the lines, these old drawings The painting is very detailed and regular, every room and every corridor is clearly marked.

After reading the picture from beginning to end, he didn't find anything unusual, so he picked up those hand-drawn drawings. The pictures also looked like old objects, and the drawings were all crooked square grids. He turned it over and looked at it many times before he realized that it was also the layout of the house, but the things on this picture were very scribbled, there were no labels at all, as if they were drawn casually.

Then, he picked up the torn pieces of paper, which were obviously someone's diary. He read it carefully, and found that the person who recorded it seemed to be not Chinese. It looks like a Japanese, but it is strange that this Japanese actually recorded this text in Chinese.

There is nothing special about the content of the written records. It seems to describe the construction process of a certain building. It seems that it is all trivial matters, including how to use materials, how to construct, what happened that day, and so on.

He rummaged through these things from the beginning to the end, and tossed them again from the end to the beginning, but he didn't see what was wrong, so he had to hold the things in his hand and cast a questioning look at Duanmuxiu.

"Don't you see anything strange?" Duan Muxiu asked with narrowed eyes.

"No!" Han Xiaodong answered very simply, it's only a few pages, it's only a damn thing if you can see it.

"Why don't you take a closer look." Duanmuxiu bewitched, pointing at the clip.

"Don't come here, hurry up and talk about the matter! Can you save someone? If you keep going any longer, you will say that the person is starving to death!" Han Xiaodong said angrily.

Hearing what he said, Duan Muxiu sighed, took a few hand-drawn drawings over, spread them on the table and put them together one by one, and then said: "You look at the shapes of the few drawings here, don't you think Are you familiar?"