Skilled in managing a house

Song Feng made an oath in his heart and turned to the back of the notepad. This was just a casual flip, and there was a note tucked into the page I didn't want to turn to.

Anyone who reads books knows that when they get tired of reading, if they don’t want to read anymore so that they can continue reading next time, they will fold a corner of the book or find a bookmark and stuff it inside. In this case, the next time you look at it, you will find this page at once.

Seeing the note in the notepad, Song Feng curiously took it out and unfolded it. His expression changed drastically.

"This... this..." Song Feng stared at the note in shock, and it took him a long time to recover. He put the note in his underwear pocket and then looked at the contents of this page in the diary.

While watching, Song Feng suddenly heard the sound of slight footsteps coming from the front, "rustling... rustling..."

Although the wind was a bit strong on Duan Tianya, there was no other sound except the wind.

The sudden sound made the detective of the serious crime team immediately alert. He put the notepad into his pocket with his left hand, reached for his waist with his right hand, and held the pistol.

Song Feng used the big tree in front of him as a cover and slowly moved his head to the right, trying to see if someone was really coming up.

With just one glance, he immediately saw two people walking towards him. Of these two people, one looked to be sixty or seventy years old, and the other looked to be in his thirties.

The old man had a stooped figure, white hair, and a black cane in his hand. The guy in his thirties had a short haircut, looked thinner, and had a slightly pale face.

If the man who came up was just the man in his thirties, Song Feng wouldn't think anything of it. However, this old man with a stooped figure is full of weirdness. You know, this is Wangri Mountain and the End of the World. It is not easy for ordinary people to climb to Duan Tianya in winter, let alone climb Duan Tianya.

But this old guy was able to climb here, how could he not arouse suspicion?

Song Feng held the pistol and made up his mind. No matter what the opponent's background was, as long as he took three more steps forward and entered within his absolute shooting range, he would jump out.

After all, the other party didn't have any weapons in his hands. He had a gun in his hand, so what was there to be afraid of?

Unexpectedly, the footsteps of the old man opposite suddenly stopped at this moment. When the man saw him stop, he also stopped.

"Huh?" Song Feng muttered mentally, not understanding what the other party meant.

"Cough cough cough..." At this moment, the old man coughed a few times, and then he said slowly: "What is Inspector Song doing? Why are you hiding here at this late hour?"

Hearing this, Song Feng felt a chill in his heart. He never expected that the other party not only knew that there was someone behind the tree, but even directly revealed his identity.

Since the other party knew that he was hiding here and knew his identity, Song Feng simply said directly: "Who are you two? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"I didn't plan to come, but I learned that Inspector Song seemed to be looking for something here, so I thought of coming to help. If by chance I can help Inspector Song find it...ahem..." The old man said this and coughed a few more times. "I just hope Detective Song can lend me that thing to take a look at..."

"Hahahaha..." Song Feng couldn't help laughing, "Since you know what I do, how dare you say such things to me? Don't you think this is a joke..."

"You dare to say such things to me. It's really ridiculous..." The old man said disdainfully: "I didn't want to commit more crimes, but you don't want to drink wine as a penalty, so don't blame me... "

After saying this, the crutch in the old man's hand slammed hard to the ground.

Song Feng was sticking his head out to look at the old man. As soon as the old man's crutch fell to the ground, six people suddenly appeared on the ground.

Seeing this, Song Feng was startled. He really couldn't imagine that there was such an evil thing.

Six people suddenly appeared and walked directly towards the big tree. Then under the moonlight, Song Feng immediately saw clearly that the six people who appeared were clearly six paper figures.

In an instant, Song Feng's heart beat violently.

But after all, he was the detective of the serious crime team, and strong winds and waves were not uncommon. He gritted his teeth suddenly, jumped out from behind the tree, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...

Needless to say, Song Feng's marksmanship was really impressive. He fired several shots in a row, and every bullet hit a paper figure.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"...

The paper people were shot one after another and immediately turned into burning people. The biggest weakness of the paper man is that he is afraid of fire. A spark can ignite it, not to mention the sparks from a bullet.

Seeing all the paper figures ignited, Song Feng shouted proudly: "It turns out it's nothing more than that!"

Then, he pointed the gun at where the old man was standing. At this time, he couldn't care so much. The other party was obviously good at sorcery. If he didn't kill the other party, he would be the one who died next.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Song Feng was not polite and fired three more shots. The speed of the bullet was extremely fast, but the rickety old man was standing behind a burning man, so Song Feng could only shoot according to the previously determined position. He didn't know whether he hit or not, but he estimated it was about the same.

But after the bullet hit the flames, the old man's voice was not heard. On the contrary, the six burning firemen suddenly rushed towards Song Feng.

Song Feng had never seen this before. He turned around subconsciously and ran away.

But his speed was not as fast as that of the burning man who rushed over.

A fireman came behind Song Feng in the blink of an eye and bumped into him.

"ah……"

Screams suddenly sounded, and Song Feng's body was instantly surrounded by fire.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah..."

Song Feng let out a shrill scream. It was as if he could no longer distinguish between east, west and north. His body kept struggling and his feet kept rushing forward.

Ahead is the end of Duan Tianya, an absolute cliff, and further down is the sea.

"ah……"

Song Feng rushed to the edge of the cliff, stepped on the air, and fell down, making no sound again.

The rickety old man just looked at this scene calmly, without any expression on his face. The thirty-year-old man quickly ran behind the tree and immediately saw the hole dug by Song Feng.

"Master, what's wrong...the evidence...was found by Song Feng..." the man shouted anxiously.

"I found it when I found it, what else can I do... He is already dead, and the evidence was taken into the sea by him..." the rickety old man said disapprovingly.

"Yes..." The man reacted immediately, and then laughed, "He is already dead. Even if I give him evidence, what will happen... Hahahaha..."

"Okay, let's go back, there are more important things to do..." the rickety old man said proudly.