did you lie today

It didn't take long for Gu Chang'an to come out after entering the secret path, calling for Wu's serious illness.

"I have a headache, you go in with me, if I don't come up in 10...15 minutes, you go down and find me."

Wu's serious illness responded.

Gu Chang'an and Wu Dabing entered the secret passage, and by the light of the candle, the two turned around and appeared in a secret room.

There is a pool of water in the middle of the secret room, but there is nothing else, which looks abrupt and weird.

Gu Changan took off his glasses, dropped his shoes and went into the water, and soon disappeared.

Wu Dabing followed his instructions, holding a candlestick in his hand, and kept guarding the edge of the pool.

The ripples on the water surface gradually disappeared.

Gu Changan kept sinking, he dived into the bottom of the water, swam into the passage on the left, and when he landed, he was already in another secret room.

The secret room is very large, and there is a broken stone facing Gu Changan, emitting a soft light, and there are many pits carved out on the surrounding stone walls, arranged in a shape like a symbol.

There is a bottle in each pit, some bottles are full of energy, and some bottles have bottomed out.

Gu Changan felt that it was superfluous for the ancestors to build small secret rooms, water pools, and large secret rooms. Except for the Gu family, no one else in the world could see the energy in the bottle, and it was useless to steal it back.

"Ah-"

Gu Chang'an rubbed his nose and scratched his wet forehead hair. He wandered barefoot in front of the four stone walls, making wet footprints step by step.

After completing a circle, Gu Changan calculated that five bottles were empty, thirteen bottles were bottomed out, and 49 bottles were less than half.

That meant he had to get rid of the big lie he caught during the day as soon as possible, or he would be screwed.

Gu Chang'an's face was gloomy: "Damn it, it's raining on the construction site and you can still rest, but I'm lucky, all year round, exhausted, and don't have a penny."

"Chang'an..."

Gu Changan's temples twitched wildly, and the hallucinations reappeared. Whenever he wanted to be lazy, he felt the old man calling him.

After replacing the two empty bottles, Gu Changan left the secret room, took a hot shower, changed his clothes, and went to bed. The coldness in his bones still did not subside, and he felt a sharp pain.

After a while, Gu Changan could feel better. He rolled himself up tightly with the quilt, fell asleep unconsciously, and slept until dawn.

The courtyard was very noisy, a few chickens were fighting, some companions were eating melons, some were talking about chickens and ducks, and the rest of them took the opportunity to share today's breakfast.

As soon as Gu Changan came out, the chickens and ducks immediately flapped their wings and fled as if seeing a natural enemy.

"Why run, I look terrible..."

When Gu Changan saw Wu seriously ill, the chickens and ducks surrounded him as if they saw their mother, and the word "?" in their mouths suddenly shattered into pieces.

"It's breakfast, I'm hungry."

Wu Dabing went to the kitchen while talking: "I cooked porridge, it will be ready soon."

Gu Changan sneered at the chickens and ducks, did you see that, he is not your mother, but my family is not sick.

Chickens and ducks are busy running for their lives.

Wu's sick voice came from the kitchen, "Chang'an, you need to brush your teeth and wash your face before eating."

The corner of Gu Changan's mouth twitched, would I not know?

Eldest Young Master Gu is picky eater, he looked at the pork liver and lean meat porridge in the bowl, with a displeased expression on his face: "Why do you have to eat this in the morning, isn't it white porridge?"

That's right, the young master likes to drink plain porridge, and he doesn't need to put anything, and he doesn't need vegetables.

Wu Dabing said: "White porridge does not nourish blood, but this nourishes blood. You have been anemic, so you need to eat it."

Gu Changan snorted: "I say that every time."

Wu Dabing ate a mouthful of steamed buns, his simple and honest face was full of seriousness: "I won't say anything else, just wait for me to read more books."

Gu Changan supported his head with one hand: "Seriously ill, you don't think I'm difficult to take care of?"

Wu Dabing shook his head: "Chang'an is very good."

Gu Changan smelled the fishy smell, and his stomach rolled: "It's useless to coax me, I don't know how to eat."

As a result, Young Master Gu pinched his nose with one hand and took a spoon with the other, and in a tortured posture, he dug the porridge and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wu Dabing knew that even though he had a hundred reluctances, his brows were frowning, his face was long, and his body was air-conditioned, he would still eat in the end.

They are family, they are brothers, they understand each other.

In the afternoon, Gu Changan went to the client with the big lie he caught yesterday.

Judging from the information in the lie, no matter where He Jian is, whether he is dead or alive, human or ghost, the person involved is the only breakthrough point, and we can only start with him first. He is the master of the lie, and there must be a hidden secret behind him. Unknown motives.

Gu Changan has dealt with many similar lies over the years, and now he cannot report the case, because the police will definitely interrogate and verify it in order to judge whether someone has reported a false case as a hoax.

In this way, the alarm will be wiped out, and the person concerned will sneak away after being alerted. Once the distance is extended, the lie in the bottle will not be able to sense his specific location, and it will be very troublesome at that time.

We can only investigate secretly, wait for the opportunity, and find a way to find He Jian.

Light rain patters, the air is humid.

Gu Changan was in a bad mood, and kept a cold face along the way.

Wu Dabing asked if he wanted to eat.

Gu Changan shook his head, but what came out of his mouth was: "What do you have to eat?"

Wu Dabing gave Gu Changan a pack of Wangzai steamed buns.

Gu Changan glanced at the little steamed bun, and opened the bag with a complacent expression: "Where's the bottle? Let me take a look."

Wu Dabing took out the bottle.

Gu Changan glanced at it, the glass ball in the bottle vibrated slightly, and the person involved was nearby.

The rain was getting heavy, so Gu Changan and Wu Dabing walked forward through two intersections under umbrellas, and Lie brought them to the gate of a factory.

The scope has been delineated, and the next step is to wait and see.

After six o'clock, the workers got off work.

Gu Changjian pretended to be waiting for someone on the side of the road. The workers passed by him one after another, but the glass ball didn't move at all.

Wu Dabing said: "Chang'an, will that person ask for leave today and not go to work? Or there are other doors in the factory..."

Gu Changan made a "shh" gesture to him.

Wu Dabing shut his mouth.

Gu Changan drooped his eyelids, patiently waiting for his prey.

After nearly 10 minutes, the target person appeared.

At that moment, Gu Changan looked up from under the umbrella, his eyes stayed on the man who was texting while walking for a second or two, and he wrote down his features.

Gu Chang'an's tracking skills were excellent, and he followed the man to the man's residence smoothly.

A rental house, a few bungalows surrounded by a yard, the door lock is the most common kind, it can be pulled off with a few strong pulls, and the safety factor is very low.

Gu Changan quickly had a preliminary understanding of the surrounding environment. The occupant of the room to the west had just moved out, so he tapped his leg with his hanging hand, trying to figure something out.

"What are you doing?"

There was a sudden sound at the door, Gu Changan turned his head and saw an aunt coming in with vegetables, looking at Wu Big Bing beside him with a look of wariness.

Gu Changan said politely: "Auntie, we are here to look for a house. We saw a small advertisement posted on the wall outside, so we came in to have a look."

The aunt stared at Wu Dabing and asked, "Are you together?"

"Yes, together." Gu Changan said with a smile, "He is my brother."

Aunt was worried: "What does he do?"

Gu Changan glanced at Wu Dabing: "Auntie asked what you do, tell me."

Wu Dabing looked at Gu Changan.

Gu Changan's lips moved.

Wu Dabing followed his mouth and said, "Cook."

"Oh, oh, it's a cook." The aunt breathed a sigh of relief, it's a serious job, she looked at Gu Chang'an, and cast her eyes at Wu Dabing, "By the way, your brother is in good health." He looks really... Sturdy.

Gu Changan's weak appearance made Wu's serious illness stronger, as if he could crush a cow with his bare hands.

The aunt is an enthusiastic person. She pointed to the room on the west side: "I just moved out two days ago, and no one has moved in yet. If you want to rent, I can contact the landlord for you."

Gu Changan said politely: "Thank you."

"It was a young couple who came to see the house in the morning. Oh, they kissed in the yard and touched this and that. They can't live privately." The aunt shook her head in disgust, and she showed Gu Changan the expression of a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, and stretched out her hand To pat him on the arm, "I still like a neighbor like you, you seem like a good boy."

Gu Changan took advantage of the opportunity to show a good boy's smile.

As soon as the landlord came, Gu Chang'an relied on his innocent and harmless appearance, and his ability to turn a deer into a horse, to negotiate a one-month rent first.

He found out a piece of information that night. The owner of the lie was Zhang Wei, who worked in the Fuxin factory and was He Jian's colleague.

After living here, Gu Changan began to follow Zhang Wei to and from get off work every day, and found that although he lived poorly and his clothes were old, he was very clean. His shirt was buttoned to the top, and he looked meticulous.

The other workers opened their clothes and rolled up their sleeves, slovenly, for fear that others would not know that he was a dick, but he was the only one who buttoned up his buttons neatly every day, like a good student among a bunch of students, very eye-catching.

Zhang Wei has a clean face.

On the third day of follow-up, Zhang Wei went to the supermarket after get off work.

Gu Changan followed in and saw Zhang Wei buying clothes drying racks. After he left, he went to have a look and found that he picked the most expensive one.

It's just to dry clothes, how can the big boss be so particular about it, it's not just a matter of just tidying up casually, it seems that Zhang Wei has certain requirements for the quality of life.

After Zhang Wei left the supermarket, he ate a bowl of noodles, and then returned to his residence without any abnormality.

At night, when Gu Changan came out to go to the bathroom, he vaguely heard a "clack" sound, as if a person was on the verge of suffocation. He frowned and leaned closer.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and there were still three houses with lights on in the courtyard, and Zhang Wei was one of them.

Gu Changan stood outside the door and looked in from under the crack of the door. He saw a pair of bare feet, which were Zhang Wei's feet, but they were not standing on the ground, but hanging in mid-air.

Seeing this situation, Gu Changan's pupils shrank, and his eyes quickly looked up. The scene in front of him caused the muscles on his face to twitch violently.

There is an iron hook on the ceiling, which is usually used to hang things.

Zhang Wei hung all the clothes racks on it at the moment, and then he stretched his neck into the clothes racks, hanging from the ceiling of the room like a hanged corpse.

From Gu Changan's point of view, the current Zhang Wei is like clothes on a hanger, dangling left and right in the air.

Excitement, suffocating excitement.

Zhang Wei is a lover of suffocation, his face is red and purple, his eyes are protruding, and his drooling mouth is constantly making gurgling sounds, like moaning, more like laughing, full of unstoppable pleasure.

Not long after, Zhang Wei put himself down from the hanger, and there was a bruise on his neck, both new and old.

Only then did Gu Changan understand why Zhang Wei wore high-necked clothes every day. He frowned, feeling a creepy nausea in his heart.

"giggle"

After a short rest, Zhang Wei hung himself on the hanger on the ceiling with excitement, dangling like clothes.