Thriller Night Talk

Wei Fuyuan saw that Beiquan had lost something, so he wanted to help him pick it up later.

"Wait, don't move."

Beiquan suddenly called out to stop him.

Wei Fuyuan: "???"

Beiquan stared at the small white porcelain bottle without blinking.

The bottle rolled all the way to the corner, hit the wall, and turned around twice before finally stopping.

"Xiaowei, go get a glass of water."

Beiquan instructed: "Tap water is fine."

Wei Fuyuan didn't know why, so he did it anyway.

A glass of water was quickly delivered to Beiquan.

Beiquan squatted down and slowly poured the water on the floor.

The water merged into a puddle on the ground, and then flowed towards the corner of the wall.

Beiquan stood up and turned his attention to Yamamoto Akihiko's body.

Akihiko Yamamoto's death was grim, and the black and red blood flowing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose had begun to coagulate, presenting a nauseating jelly-like texture.

"Like I just did."

Beiquan handed the water glass to Wei Fuyuan, then pointed in all directions of the room:

"Pour a little water everywhere I point."

Wei Fuyuan was full of doubts, but he obediently obeyed.

Afterwards, Beiquan carefully observed the puddles in the room, closed his eyes, and did not speak for a while.

He quickly sketched the floor plan of the room in his mind.

"I see……"

Beiquan whispered to himself.

Wei Fuyuan couldn't hear clearly, so he naturally moved closer:

"What did you say?"

Beiquan smiled, and said something that surprised Wei Fuyuan:

"I think, I may know where 'Prisoner God' is hidden by Chen Dafa."

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When Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan came out of the room that had been completely destroyed by envoys, they deliberately went to the bedroom opposite where Juan lived.

The door was unlocked, Wei Fuyuan pushed it open.

The room was empty.

"It looks like the person should have run away."

Wei Fuyuan sighed:

"I hope Juan is still alive now."

So the two didn't delay any longer, and walked back along the way they came.

The place Beiquan was going to was the first floor.

"You say, is Juan still in the house?"

While walking, Wei Fuyuan said:

"If Juan has already escaped and successfully called the police, the police should be here soon, right?"

He frowned and looked down at his watch:

"I'm worried that when the police come, we will be taken away."

Beiquan just smiled and didn't comment on it.

As soon as they went downstairs, they found the body of a gangster in the corridor.

The man's facial features were hollowed out, and it looked like the handwriting of Akihiko Yamamoto.

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan didn't care about the corpse, they walked around it and continued walking.

From the floor plan, the corridor where the two are now can barely be regarded as the central axis of the whole house.

Beiquan slowed down his walking speed, knocking on the wall as he walked, as if he was looking for something.

"You said that the secret chamber used by Chen Dafa to imprison the 'Prisoner God' should be near here..."

Wei Fuyuan also helped Beiquan start knocking on the wall:

"But we don't know how big the secret room is. If we knock all the way through, can we really find it?"

When the two went downstairs, Wei Fuyuan had already asked Beiquan.

The reason why Beiquan came to the conclusion that the "secret room" might be directly below the east wall of the room they lived in was Wei Fuyuan's water pouring experiment for him.

Thanks to the small porcelain vase of Tian Jiaxin, Beiquan noticed the unnatural inclination of the floor on the east side of the room.

The inclination was so small that no one would notice it if it wasn't for the small gourd-shaped porcelain bottle rolling all the way to the corner.

In order to confirm his guess, Beiquan also asked Wei Fuyuan to pour water all over the room.

No matter whether it was the blood from Akihiko Yamamoto or the water sprinkled by Wei Fuyuan, it didn't flow in any obvious direction—only in a small area on the east side, the water would flow all the way to the bottom of the wall.

Beiquan carefully recalled the floor plan of the house, and an idea came to his mind.

Wei Fuyuan mentioned to Beiquan that when he shared his feelings with Chen Dafa, he once heard Chen Dafa tell the eminent monk of Siam that in order to prevent the "prisoner god" from escaping, he bought a whole piece of land. The secret room of the window is the center, and new rooms are continuously added.

On the floor plan, the east wall of the room where Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan lived fell exactly on the central axis of the house. What's even more coincidental is that the floor of this wall is slightly inclined to one side.

So Beiquan speculated that their room was built on top of the original building, and it happened that the old and the new were mixed together, so the floors at both ends of the same room were uneven.

At the same time, this also means that just below their room, behind the wall on the east side, is probably the most original part of the mansion, and Chen Dafa's "secret room" should also be there.

However, although the speculation is correct, this house is indeed very large, and the body of the 'Prisoner God' is a brass Avalokitesvara statue that is only as long as a forearm.

Such a small thing can be accommodated in the "secret room" as long as it is the size of a drawer. Even if you know the approximate location, it is still very difficult to find it.

Beiquan changed positions a few more times, but he still couldn't hear anything tricky from the sound of knocking on the wall.

"It seems that we can only give up the 'Prisoner God'."

Beiquan coughed twice in a low voice.

Originally, his goal of traveling across the ocean to Citiland was not Chen Dafa's "prisoner god", but a vengeful ghost who has not shown the slightest trace so far.

He has been bothering to find the "Prisoner God", but it is only because he has a vague guess that the evil ghost may have something to do with the "Prisoner God".

But now that there is no progress in the secret room, Beiquan thinks that maybe he has to change his mind and go find the angry ghost who doesn't know where he is hiding first.

Thinking of this, Beiquan reached out to touch the small bamboo tube hidden in his arms, trying to release Guanhu Suying.

The poor little tube fox was overly frightened last night, and the whole fox was wilted. Originally, Beiquan didn't intend to torment it anymore.

However, since the most urgent task now is to find the ghosts, Suying can only be wronged.

"Beiquan!"

At this time, Wei Fuyuan suddenly called Beiquan's name.

Bei Quan followed the prestige and saw his assistant standing in front of a door, pointing his finger somewhere.

Behind that door is the living room of the house.

At this time, the door of the living room was opened, and there were two corpses lying in the room.

One of them had a ski mask on his head, and he looked like a gangster at first glance, while the other was a middle-aged white man with a fat body and slightly white hair at the temples. Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan recognized each other's identity at a glance—it was Mr. Lawyer in charge of Chen Dafa's estate case.

Beiquan squatted down and carefully examined the bodies of the two.

Their eyes, ears, mouth and nose were intact, and there was no obvious trauma on their bodies, unlike Akihiko Yamamoto or the gangsters.

"The fatal wound is here."

Beiquan held up the lawyer's head, shook it from side to side twice, and then loosened the lawyer's collar, exposing his neck:

"His neck bone was broken."

Wei Fuyuan saw that there was an obvious bruise around the lawyer's neck, which was very similar to the special makeup effect of strangulation and hanging he had seen in TV dramas before.

He frowned and asked in a deep voice:

"Who did this...?"

There are not many people in this room, Young Master Wei really can't think of anyone among these people who has the ability to break the neck bones of two big men.

"Could it be the 'Prisoner God' who did it?"

Wei Fuyuan began to regret that he hadn't been able to read the key memory of Chen Dafa.

"But isn't the 'Prisoner God' locked in the 'Secret Room'? How can he still come out and kill people?"

Beiquan shook his head.

He still has too few clues, and Beiquan is not sure what the ability of the brass Guanyin statue is.

Just as the two were talking, there was a very light "click" sound.

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan stopped together, and turned their gazes to the source of the voice.

That "click" came from a wine cabinet in the corner of the living room.

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan looked at each other, then nodded.

Wei Fuyuan cautiously approached the wine cabinet, stopped half a meter away from it, raised his leg, and pushed open the lower door of the wine cabinet with his heel.

"Wow ah ah ah!!!"

A man is curled up in a cabinet, with his head in his hands, eyes closed and shouting:

"Help! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!! Please, don't kill me!!"

"Juan."

Beiquan squatted down and called his name.

Juan stopped screaming, let go of his hands covering his head, and raised his head in fear:

"Yes...is it you?"

Seeing that it was Wei Fuyuan and Beiquan, Juan seemed slightly relieved.

"You...you..."

Fear and confusion flashed in his eyes:

"I... I saw, saw... I saw Aki...he killed a man!"

"And-and—I don't know how to describe it!"

Juan shrank back into the depths of the cabinet, speaking quickly and messily:

"The way he kills is very, very strange! Not normal at all! Yes - he, he is not normal at all!"

The "Aki" in Juan's mouth is naturally Akihiko Yamamoto.

Seeing Juan's frightened appearance, Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan looked at each other.

"Anyway, you come out first."

Beiquan comforted softly:

"Let's leave the house first, and call the police where the mobile phone has signal."

Juan shook his head violently:

"No! No! Those people outside have guns! And, and Aki...he can kill people with magic!"

"Don't be afraid."

Beiquan smiled:

"Aki is dead."

"died?"

When Juan heard this, his eyes widened in shock:

"Yes, who killed it?"

Beiquan just pretended not to know:

"We only saw his body."

He paused, and added:

"The gunmen also killed some people. I don't know if they got what they needed, and they seem to have left now."

Only then did Juan's expression soften a little, and he repeated Beiquan's words like a parrot, as if wanting to make sure that he heard correctly:

"Aki, is he dead?"

"The gangsters are gone too?"

Beiquan nodded with a smile.

Only then did Juan climb out of the cabinet tremblingly, leaning on the wall as if in a state of collapse, almost unable to stand still.

"Great……"

His voice was choked up, with lingering fear on his face after escaping from death:

"Great, great... I, I almost thought I was going to die..."