Nightmare Attack

Chapter 288 Terrible

There was a sound of footsteps from far to near, and the person who came walked slowly, seemingly very confident, but the vain footsteps still betrayed him.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door, "Is Ms. Chen there?" Qin Jian's voice came from outside the door, and the breath was long.

But maybe because of preconceived reasons, no matter what the fat man heard, he felt that the old guy was a little out of breath with fright.

Before Jiang Cheng could speak, Xia Meng got off the bed.

After walking to the door, he didn't intend to open the door, but replied in a lukewarm voice: "Mr. Qin, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Qin Jian licked her lips and said in her usual calm tone: "We have just discussed some clues here. I want to come and discuss with you, Ms. Chen. Let's see what happens next."

The fat man sneered in his heart. Qin Jian, an old fox, had as much bad water in his stomach as a doctor. He was obviously afraid of death and wanted to see the painting, but he ended up saying the same thing as the savior.

"Thank you Mr. Qin for your kindness." Xia Meng interrupted unceremoniously, her attitude was quite different from before, "I'm tired and I need to rest, let's talk when I have time."

No matter what Qin Jian said next, Xia Meng didn't reply.

After a stalemate for a while, Qin Jian left with a gloomy face.

After all, without any evidence, he didn't dare to really break in.

On the way back, Qin Jian frowned. He was sure that the people in this room must be plotting something, otherwise why would Chen Xiaomeng not let him in.

You know, just now she took the initiative to invite herself.

What is she worried about?
Moreover, Qin Jian's slack fingers suddenly clenched tightly. What Chen Xiaomeng said just now was that I was tired.

Why aren't we tired?
Also, that fat man and Hao Shuai, why didn't they talk?

Is it
They are not there?

A strange emotion flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

He immediately quickened his pace, he couldn't wait any longer, he must find a way to verify the authenticity of what they said, at least... must see that painting!
"Mr. Qin." Sitting there, An Xuan looked calm and calm.In front of him was a pot of flowers whose name could not be named. It should be that the flowering period was about to pass, and it was already withering like dying.

Touching the leaves, he smiled, raised his eyes and asked, "You don't really believe what they say, do you?"

Qin Jian narrowed his eyes, his face remained normal: "Mr. An is overthinking."

You Qi also sat up from the bed when he heard the two talking.

The paintings hanging in their room have disappeared, otherwise he would never dare to be so leisurely facing his bed.

"It seems that the painting is the problem." You Qi's voice sounded different from before, with a sense of formality: "After that painting appeared with us, Tang..." he paused, and glanced at An Xuan , After finding nothing unusual, he continued: "The girl had an accident, and now the painting has been transferred to their room, it seems that they will be the next one to have an accident."

"It's just that I don't know who it is." Youqi said with some regret.

In missions, trial and error with human life is the most helpless, but at the same time the most effective way.

As long as the ghost makes a move, it will inevitably leave clues.

The ghost's killing methods, appearance, clothing, even movements, and behavior habits... These all help the surviving people to improve the plot and find a way out.

Taking Tang Shirou's death as an example, they have deduced that Young Master Huang was once married, and that woman was already dead, and her body probably sank in the lake.

But Qin Jian's mind is not here at this moment, while he pretends to be calm to deal with An Xuan and You Qi, while silently reading those few words in his heart.

At the third watch, the drums sounded, the boats sailed on the lake, and they traveled at night in funeral clothes, and their salary was in Yinshuang.

What exactly does that mean?
"Doctor." Fatty restrained his excitement and whispered, "You're really good, that old fox Qin Jian has taken the bait!"

Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows.

"Heh." Xia Meng, who had just called Jiangcheng to cooperate, was obviously upset. She stared at the two of them and said with a sneer, "I advise you not to be too happy. It's still unknown what will happen in the end."

Just as the fat man was about to say a few words, the middle-aged woman came, with the same dead face, and mechanically conveyed to them some rules about swimming in the lake at night.

Then before leaving, as usual, inform them that the afternoon is free time, they can walk around in the mansion freely, but some special places are not recommended for them to go.

The reason is that they are afraid of being frightened.

As for what kind of shock it was, the middle-aged woman didn't say anything, and the people in Jiangcheng also tacitly didn't ask.

After the woman left, Jiang Cheng stood up slowly, first closed the door, then did a few stretching exercises that were very sandy, and then ran to the bookshelf in the room in a hurry.

The bookshelf is as tall as a person, and the material is very solid. When you knock it with your hand a few times, there will be a muffled sound.

Jiang Cheng stretched out both hands, and then clasped both ends of the bookshelf, as if he wanted to remove the bookshelf.

"Doctor." Fatty ran over, "I'll do it."

Jiang Cheng didn't let the fat man take over, but stretched his neck, pouted at Xia Meng who was watching coldly, "Mengmeng," he said emotionally, "Come and help me!"

Xia Meng glanced at him, then looked at the paintings hanging on the wall, turned her face away, and ignored him at all.

Jiang Cheng was not discouraged either, and moved the particularly heavy bookshelf to the front of the painting by himself "humming, humming", completely blocking the painting.

Then it was simply arranged to make everything in the room look very harmonious.

"Doctor." Fatty stared at the bookshelf that had been completely integrated with the environment, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Is this painting scary?" Jiang Cheng asked out of breath.

The fat man subconsciously replied, "Scary."

"Then the painting suddenly disappeared?" Jiang Cheng asked with narrowed eyes.

Xia Meng couldn't stand it anymore, pushed open the door, and left first.

A moment later, a sneaky figure walked quickly from the gravel road beside him, looking around while walking, as if he was afraid of being seen.

Then he dodged and slipped into the wing room of the three in Jiangcheng.

After entering the house, Qin Jian immediately closed the door.

In the bushes not far away, there was a pair of blinking eyes hiding, "Doctor." The fat man withdrew his gaze and whispered, "Qin Jian is here."

"It's the same as what you said." The fat man continued, "If the old guy doesn't come and see it with his own eyes, he won't be at ease."

Half an hour ago, everyone gathered together, and everyone discussed using the afternoon to go around and see if they could find any clues.

Qin Jian has been quietly following behind the Jiangcheng people, until they have gone a long way, before sneaking back, ready to enter their room to look at the painting.

Especially those words on the painting.

(End of this chapter)