monster detection team

"Wait, isn't that right?"

Yi Ange reached out to stop these people who were about to leave, very confused, "The man-faced spider came here to give this key? Is this possible?"

"Theoretically, it's impossible." Jing Rong glanced at the crowd not far away, and said in a low voice, "If it's really a man-faced spider."

Yi Ange was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

Ever since the accident happened, he had always felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't explain it. Looking at it now, he still thinks things are simple.If it was really a man-faced spider that came, that thing was evil. Once it decided to attack Tang Xiaoxue, it would definitely lurk in the dark and attack, and it would never leave immediately after no one was found.Besides, after one night, there was no news of anyone's sudden sudden death. Judging from previous experience, this was really unusual.

It's good that nothing happened, and Yi Ange didn't want the lives of ordinary residents to be affected, but after all, it was a monster with a strong poison, and once it made a move, no one could stop it.

According to Jing Rong, the key was thrown under Tang Xiaoxue's bed because someone did it deliberately.In addition to all the previous doubts, they can be sure that the thing that came this time is not a man-faced spider.

"Are those marks on the wall fake? Someone deliberately made us think wrong?"

This wasn't some clever deception, it was just that Yi Ange and the others had a preconceived impression, and the memory of the Man-faced Spider was really deep, so it was easy to think of it.

That being said, Yi Ange was still annoyed when he realized that he had been cheated.He has also been a detective for some years, and the number of times he has been deceived is very few, so he will inevitably die of depression.

Jing Rong asked Xie Feng and the others to prepare the car to go out of the city first, and stay by himself.After everyone else had left, he said, "I didn't think of that at first."

Yi Ange shook his head with a wry smile, "Who did it, is there any deduction?"

"Not yet, but..." Jing Rong paused, his expression becoming a little unnatural, "I don't think it's Fang Qixian."

"I think so too." Yi Ange murmured, "He's not the type to do such a thing."

In this situation, it's still too early to say whether the person who destroyed Tang Xiaoxue's house was an enemy or a friend, but obviously, he was not completely on Fang Qixian's side, and Fang Qixian knew something about it.

Yi Ange went to talk to Tang Xiaoxue, and their Wen Xiao stayed, and when the investigation here came to an end, they took her back to the base and waited.For the time being, the danger cannot be completely ruled out.

"Haven't you checked that house?" Yi Ange asked Jing Rong.

Jing Rong shook his head, "I went to see it before, and no one has lived there for a long time. Fang Qixian's preferences are changeable, and a piece of real estate is worthless to him. Moreover, there is no furniture in it, and it has been vacated."

Yi Ange frowned, "Then where did the key come from?"

"I think it might be the Chamber of Secrets."

Jing Rong said that the older generation of supernatural beings almost all prefer secret rooms, especially underground secret rooms.And I like to penetrate the two places through the underground passage.Some people once joked that these people are gophers becoming spirits, and those people with supernatural powers don't care.Just like the various underground buildings in the base, for them, the place without sunlight has a special sense of security.

He had never paid attention to it before, but this time he suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he seemed to have seen Fang Qixian come out of the underground secret room in Biezhuang, holding such a key with a rope in his hand.

At that age, Jing Rong was forced to awaken multiple abilities. What he experienced most every day was mental pain, and there were not many other memories left. He couldn't even remember how Fang Qixian stimulated his internal abilities. .He only had a vague impression that Fang Qixian would disappear for a period of time, maybe a whole day, every time he went to Biezhuang. At this time, he would have a chance to rest, but he would definitely not be able to escape, because Fang Qixian's birds were everywhere , and will be caught if he escapes.

This past scene is not afraid to say it, he said, "You don't need to sympathize with me, because of him, I am what I am now. I am only glad that I have enough ability in my body to be stimulated, so that when I face difficulties now, I can able to use it freely.”

Yi Ange didn't say anything, just held his hand firmly.

The whole team went to Biezhuang except Wen Xiao and An Liya.In order not to make people suspicious, they drove on the high speed honestly and arrived at their destination before noon.

Jing Rong was right when he said that no one lives there. When he got off the car, he looked around and saw weeds all over the place. The fence around the manor was broken and collapsed. The shrubs in the garden grew wildly, almost covering the outside of the house. main entrance.The ivy has already climbed up the outer wall, covering most of the dusty windows, and the big green leaves are stretched in the sun, which has a bit of natural charm.

Jing Rong used his ability to separate all the weeds blocking the road, revealing a path.The door is not locked, just push it open.

Yi Ange looked at Jing Rong and asked him, "Did you turn it on when you were here last time?"

"No." Jing Rong looked at the lock seriously, "There is no sign of forced opening, everyone be careful."

The house is a duplex villa with a large area, but it is less than half of Fang Qixian's main house.There was dust in the house, and there were no footprints on the ground. The two of them searched separately, and finally returned to the lobby on the first floor to meet, but they found no signs of illegal intrusion.

"Has he been back?" Feng Yu guessed.

"It's possible. Besides, he can use birds."

With that said, Jing Rong looked at the window not far away.There was a gap in the window, and the creeper grew in along the gap, destroying the walls around the window to a complete mess.

"He may have come back to get something," Yi Ange said, "What about you, did you think of anything?"

Jing Rong shook his head.He will never forget what he can remember, except for some memories.It was his childhood self-protection, a demon trapped in his heart.Even Jing Rong herself doesn't know whether those memories will come back, maybe, maybe not.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Fang Qixian's favorite place is the study room. When he was here before, he could stay there all day."

When they went up to the second floor, there were bookcases on two walls in the study room, filled with thick books, full of cobwebs and dust.Yi Ange managed to find a book that wasn't entangled in cobwebs. After dusting it off, he found that the spine of the book was full of foreign languages ​​that he couldn't understand.

Jing Rong asked everyone to back off, and walked slowly from one end of the room to the other. His eyes scanned the books one by one, and finally stopped at the topmost book on the left shelf.

That was a height that a twelve or thirteen-year-old child could not even stand on tiptoe, but now Jing Rong can see it.He raised his hand, and his fingers slid down the spine of the book through the air. With his movements, the dust on it was also wiped off invisible, revealing the original appearance of the book.Yi Ange saw that it was a book as thick as a one-yuan coin, and the most attractive thing about it was that it was made of iron from the inside to the outside, and the metallic luster reappeared under Jing Rong's wiping. .

Jing Rong turned his palm over, with the palm facing up, and hooked his fingers, but the book didn't move at all.

"This book is glued to the bookshelf." He said, "Get out, I'll find the agency."

When standing by the door and watching Jing Rong touch the book, Yi Ange thought, what if the secret door is outside the study instead of the study, and then Jing Rong touched the spine of the book and exerted force with his fingers. A section of the iron book was forcibly pulled out, making a heavy and ear-piercing rubbing sound.The roar of machinery running came from all around the house, and the bookshelf in front of Jing Rong receded into the wall, then shrank to the sides, revealing the mezzanine behind the wall.

The huge roar gradually subsided, and several people were shaken all over by dust, and they looked at each other with disgruntled faces.Yi Ange patted his shoulder and walked over, seeing a black iron door in front of Jing Rong.

The iron gate is as high as the wall and looks very luxurious.There was a small keyhole on the door. Jing Rong took out the key and tried it, only to hear a click, and the iron door bounced open.

Yi Ange was taken aback, took a step back and became vigilant, waited for a while but saw no harmful mechanism operating.Several other people also looked around vigilantly for fear of any accidents, but Jing Rong stood there, looking at the half-open iron gate, silent.

After a while, he said, "There is no mechanism."

"It's better to be careful," Yi Ange said in a low voice, "You haven't been here for a long time, and it's very likely that Fang Qixian has tampered with the things here."

Jing Rong nodded, took a step back, and pointed to the hinge of the iron gate.Pushed by the air, the door began to open outward, revealing its contents.

It's daytime now, the light is bright, Yi Ange can see the things hidden there with just one glance, and he can't help but feel disappointed.Behind the door is not a secret passage or a dark room, but a painting.The space behind the door was very small, just a hole was dug on the wall, the painting was hung in the center, and there was nothing around, not even a monitor.

Xie Feng muttered something behind him, but Yi Ange couldn't hear him clearly, but he could feel his disappointment from his tone.They all forgot that Fang Qixian not only likes to enjoy life, but is also a control freak, and he will spare no effort to get all the things he likes.This painting framed in a gold-rimmed photo frame looks very valuable, and it may be Fang Qixian's spoils at some auction.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled wryly at the same time.Xie Feng didn't believe in evil. After confirming that there was no mechanism, he looked inside and outside the space where the paintings were placed, but he didn't find the second dark room.They searched the study again, but found no more clues.

The discouraged people turned their gazes to the painting again. At this time, Yi Ange noticed that while they were rummaging through it in anger, Jing Rong's eyes seemed to never leave the painting, as if he was thinking about something.

The content of the painting is a forest path, and the colors are well used. The green willow leaves are interlaced in an orderly manner without being messy, and the branches are slightly folded to guide the fresh rain to the ground.The path is a gravel path, winding straight and leading to the light in the distance.

Yi Ange was guessing the year of the painting.He didn't know much about art, and didn't know if this kind of painting could maintain its original color without anyone taking care of it, so he turned to ask for help, only to see Jing Rong frowned, as if he was puzzled by something.

Yi Ange couldn't bear it anymore, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Do you still have an impression of the scenery in this painting?"

view?Yi Ange was startled, then looked at the painting again, but felt some thoughts popping up in his mind.He has not been to many forests in his life, and he has only been to that one with Jing Rong.

"Caesar's Fantasy Forest?"

Thinking of the experience at that time, Yi Ange gasped.The scenery is indeed very similar, but there is no gravel road where they go, and the willow leaves are far less green and tender than in the painting.The scenery in the painting is beautiful, but Caesar's fantasy forest leaves Yi Ange with endless fear.

What he was afraid of was not that place or Feng Rui, but the extreme and crazy people's hearts and the powerlessness that was out of control.In that forest, it was the first time he saw Jing Rong lying down covered in blood, while he could only watch from the sidelines, suffering but helpless.

Yi Ange stood there in a daze, looking at the painting again, he felt that the place where the light was left blank was not as bright as before, and then he was surprised to find that the paper of that painting was yellowing and wrinkling at a speed visible to the naked eye .

Worse, the iron door may be completely sealed behind it. Now that the door is opened, the air will come in, and the drawing paper will rot!

Yi Ange fumbled for his phone in a hurry, wanting to take a photo before the painting was destroyed, but was stopped by Jing Rong, "Look."

He pointed at the painting, and Yi Ange saw that the painting curled up to a certain extent and stopped moving. The painting paper turned yellow, and the original emerald green willow leaves became withered and yellow. At first glance, they looked exactly like withered real leaves. Because the gravel road was originally dark in color, it now blends with the ground, like a shadow of potholes.The light disappeared and was replaced by a yellowed and blackened vision.

This scenery is too familiar, this is Caesar's fantasy forest, and I am afraid it is also the true face of this painting.

Jing Rong frowned, staring at the painting closely.Yi Ange seems to be able to see Qixian hanging this painting on it more than ten years ago. He may touch Jingrong's head and say to him, "This is a gift from grandfather to your future."

Yi Ange still remembered everything that happened in the forest.That was not a gift, but the place where he witnessed Feng Rui's madness, the place where the virus in Jing Rong's body was completely stimulated and changed everything.

It is also the place where Jingrong was reborn from Nirvana.