I teased my rich nemesis

Jiang Liming, dead?When the worst guess that had been hanging in his mind became true, even though Gu Huan had always thought his heart was strong enough, at this moment, he still felt a flash of sadness—the adult world has more benefits and fewer friends , let alone so much time to hurt the spring and autumn, but facing the death of a living person who was alive and kicking for a second, the human body will still instinctively secrete depressive hormones.

Gu Huan pursed his lips tightly, his face no longer had the lazy smile of the past, his slightly curled fingertips pinched some red marks on his palm, and then he was gently grasped by the other hand, gently Split his fingers and intertwine with him.

Gu Huan's fingertips trembled slightly, and he subconsciously clenched this cold but reassuring hand.

The others didn't know anything about it, they looked at Gu Huan who suddenly became extremely silent, wondering: "Brother Gu?"

Gu Huan exhaled lightly, regained his composure, turned around, and slowly swept his eyes across the crowd: "Notify the security guards of the bar, and block all the exits on this floor, and none of the guests who come up to participate in the game tonight can leave."

He paused for a moment before completing the rest of the sentence word by word: "Jiang Liming is dead."

The hustle and bustle in the house stopped suddenly, and everyone looked at Gu Huan in shock, thinking he was joking.

"Brother Gu, are you joking with us? How could Brother Jiang—ah!" Someone stepped forward and pushed Jiang Liming, who didn't believe in evil, and saw his limp body fall sideways, revealing the A creepy smile.

With a sound of "呲啦", an invisible sharp blade tore open the gorgeous but hypocritical curtain of the top class, revealing the cruel real world one by one in front of this group of dandies who only know how to live and dream. He was so frightened that he trembled like a sieve, and he collapsed directly to the ground, but the person who didn't believe in evil just now was more stimulated, his legs trembled, and he crawled out of the carpet like hell.

Before someone climbed to the door, the door was already closed.

Ji Jue withdrew his hand, looked coldly at the group of "innocent children" whose fear could not be concealed by masks, and said indifferently, "Can't you understand human language?"

Everyone fell silent immediately, and couldn't help shivering. They felt the exponentially rising chill from the door god, so they had to turn their eyes for help to the always talkative Gu Huan.

Unexpectedly, Gu Huan still stood in front of the door without moving: "Until the cause of death is determined, each of us is suspected."

He raised his chin lightly, motioning for everyone to step back and protect the scene as it was.

It was the first time anyone who knew Gu Huan had seen him be so stern, and vaguely sensed that the matter might not be that simple, so he didn't dare to say anything, leaned on the wall, and shrank tremblingly to the corner farthest from the sofa.

There was a lingering weird smell in the room, decayed, dull, mixed with a hint of fragrance.

After a while, the three souls and six souls that were scared away by everyone began to gradually return to their positions, and slowly regained their composure, and their brains that had not turned for a long time also made a creaking sound of gears, "But, but, we all have an alibi!"

"Wine, wine! Did you see that, someone must have poisoned the wine in advance and wanted to plant it on us!"

"But who would harm Brother Jiang without any vengeance! No, do you still remember? Brother Jiang is sick! So this matter has nothing to do with us. He drank medicine and drank alcohol himself. It was a complete suicide! "

The chatter was buzzing like flies, flying around Gu Huan and Ji Jue, who had been silent all this time, Gu Huan frowned, his eyes continued to scan the pattern of the room carefully, not letting go of anyone Suspicious place.

Of course, when he saw the wine glasses scattered around Jiang Liming and the medicine bottle protruding from the side of his pocket early in the morning, he also knew that Jiang Liming's cough was not healed when he called last night-but, could things really be so simple? Was it because Jiang Liming was negligent for a while and accidentally killed himself with his own hands?

Gu Huan frowned, and was about to step forward to check again, but saw Ji Jue shook his head slightly at him, and then took his hand.

Ji Jue's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took Gu Huan back a few steps, his gaze scanned the room, and finally settled on an extremely inconspicuous black round button behind the sofa.

Ji Jue stepped forward and tapped on it a few times.

Immediately afterwards, the lights in the room turned from bright to dark in an instant, and the ancient cross let out a faint sigh. In conjunction with the slowly opening of another compartment, after revealing the whole interior, it returned to calm again.

Everyone was dumbfounded, watching helplessly as the sofa that could still sit on it suddenly fell down, forming a natural slide, and behind it, in a small, hidden and unknown corner, it slid down along the opening gap, Impartiality will send people to the dark natural cemetery.

Like a sacrifice, like a trial, like a high god, inviting a crowd of mortals to enjoy his performance.

Everyone was stunned by this series of operations, their mouths opened wide, and they couldn't say a word.

Gu Huan's face became more serious: "So he is not—"

"No, not necessarily, after all—" Ji Jue shook his head, led Gu Huan back to the original place again, slightly raised his chin toward the sofa, and said in a deep voice, "The secret room, cold medicine, eating red wine by mistake, everything is safe." It makes sense, at least judging from the current scene, it cannot be determined to be murder."

Gu Huan frowned, his eyes swept over Jiang Liming who was lying on the sofa again, trying to find some clues.

Because of Ji Jue's operation just now, Jiang Liming's body can now be completely exposed in front of everyone, his face and neck are finally exposed, and his limbs are stretched.His fists were hanging down on his sides, and his face with makeup was peaceful, and there was no trace of struggle that might have been murdered.

Gu Huan took a few more steps forward, peeling off Jiang Liming's hair, clothing and loose hands bit by bit, until he focused all his attention on Jiang Liming's exposed skin, and finally found a spot Oddly shaped red dots, the pupils constricted suddenly—in early spring, Xiwan City was rainy and humid, and some mosquito bite marks were very common on the body, and someone just took advantage of this, hiding the scars as small as red moles in it, carefully See, it's extremely hard to spot.

Ji Jue also noticed this scene, holding Gu Huan's hand tightly, his eyes suddenly became complicated.

At the same time, Gu Huan couldn't help sniffling his nose - as he got closer, the weird smell lingering on the tip of his nose seemed to get stronger, and accompanied by the noise in the room, it hit people's brain directly, making people uneasy.

He pursed his lips tightly, looked at Ji Jue, and at the same time realized that the two of them were almost fooled by one thing - the most intense smell was not the aroma of the opened red wine that could be seen at a glance on the table, but A single high alcohol smell.

Gu Huanzai carefully scanned around the edge of the sofa, sniffed lightly, but still couldn't find the source of the smell, then lowered his head and went through all the things in the room, only to realize that the strong smell came from An extremely inconspicuous one among a bunch of messy props - a simulated murder weapon issued to the "murderer" card player.

Gu Huan frowned, subconsciously ready to bend down to pick it up, but Ji Jue grabbed his hand.

Ji Jue didn't speak, just lifted up one corner of the clothes with his free hand, "teared" and tore off a piece of rag quickly, and then handed it to Gu Huan.

Gu Huan raised his lips silently, took it tacitly, then bent down, carefully wrapped the inconspicuous item, and put it in his pocket.

Everyone who hadn't dared to speak stared wide-eyed in fear, watching Gu Huan and Ji Jue without saying a word, wondering what they were busy with. After 10 minutes, someone finally couldn't take it anymore, and shrank into a ball, crying Said: "Brother Gu, it's too creepy to stay with the dead in the middle of the night. If I don't leave, can I go downstairs and stay?"

Gu Huan shook his head lightly, exchanged a glance with Ji Jue, and asked, "Who knows where the monitoring room is?"

Immediately someone raised his hand: "Brother Gu, I know, I'll take you there!"

Gu Huan originally wanted to act separately from Ji Jue, but just as he was about to speak, he felt the no longer cold palm that had been holding him tightly, and swallowed the words that were about to reach his lips.

Ji Jue seemed to have guessed Gu Huan's thoughts, pinched him lightly with his fingertips, and whispered: "Don't think about it, even if the two of us go into the cell tonight, we will be tied together."

The bad mood that had been tense all night was somewhat diluted by Ji Jue's words. Gu Huan raised his eyebrows, put on his shoes lazily, and then gave Ji Jue a look that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

In the second half of the night, the bar was still singing and dancing, and no one knew that within a short hour, a life was quietly lost just a few meters away from them.Gu Huan and Ji Jue went all the way to the monitoring room along the empty and long corridor. At this time, the little security guard who had already finished his guest role as a judge was sound asleep. When Gu Huan woke him up, he said to him He asked with a dazed look: "It's a monitoring blind spot, it's not a machine failure, so I didn't know that a player was out."

Surveillance blind spot, Gu Huan and Ji Jue looked at each other, tasted the heavy meaning behind these four words.

Back in the church room again, Gu Huan walked straight up to Cheng Zai, tried to slow down his tone, and said word by word: "Recall carefully, did you see or hear anything when you were about to go to the toilet? "

Cheng Zai was timid at first, knowing that he was only one step away from the murder scene, his back was soaked with sweat, he wiped his face, desperately patting his head to recall the scene, and after a long time, he looked timidly at Gu Huan , said with some uncertainty: "I seem to see a black mass?"

He described the specific details with his hands while talking: "After I was kicked out, I waited for a while and felt that the place was too scary, so I moved to the side sneakily. When I accidentally opened my eyes, I seemed to see a black mass. Turned the corner, and I'm not sure if I was seeing it wrong."

Someone whispered: "Isn't it the same as not saying it?!"

However, when Gu Huan and Ji Jue heard this, their faces turned cold at the same time, and the chill began to spread unstoppably to their limbs along the hands they held tightly together.

Just as Gu Huan was about to continue asking, the door was slammed open at this moment. A man in a suit and leather shoes stepped forward quickly, and his heavy footsteps left a long series of muddy and messy marks on the carpet. Soybean-sized beads of sweat, with a sad expression, pulled Jiang Liming with trembling hands: "Amin, Amin, wake up, Amin!"

The author has something to say: Seeing the comments of the cuties, I seem to be a little scared. Hug the duck, the cookie will not take a scary route, believe in the stupid pudding, it will be sweet soon, we don’t use our brains Emotional cookies, for all the cuties who read the article!

Thanks to "White Horse is not a horse" and "Jiao" who watered Wenwen, and the little cutie who didn't show her nickname, more heartfelt!

ps: I am fixing a bug in the previous chapter here, Cheng Zai is wearing a dark black robe~