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Fu Qitang never thought that the walk that Gong Zijun said was simply to look at the whole apartment.

At the end of the corridor on the second floor, Fu Qitang pushed open the window, and the evening wind carried a little undetectable smoke of fire and nitrate blowing from the distant resort area, and the afterimage of fireworks flashed in the distance, and disappeared in an instant.

"By the way, is it possible that Zhou Rongchang killed Xu Mei in the disappearance case that was investigated this afternoon, and then fled with her belongings disguised as her?" Fu Qitang asked, "In this case, the ghost may be Xu Mei. ah."

Gong Zijun shook his head, "Zhou Rongchang is 1 meters tall, and Xu Mei is 8 meters tall. How do you pretend?"

When Fu Qitang checked the information in the afternoon, he didn't see such a big difference in physique between the two, so he had the suspicion of "identity swap". Hearing what Gong Zijun said, he was half surprised and half surprised.

"I'm sure the news didn't mention the physical characteristics of the two of them. Where did you know?"

Gong Zijun didn't answer, just looked at him with a smile.

Fu Qitang came to his senses: "Ask the seller who sells thermal imaging cameras?"

"Ah."

Fu Qitang couldn't help applauding his meticulousness and foresight again, admiring, "Excellent."

After seeing the third floor, Fu Qitang was about to ask Gong Zijun if he was looking for something when he walked through the corridor and the open-air balcony, when he heard Gong Zijun say, "Let's go to the room on the second floor again?"

There was even a hint of excitement in the voice.

Fu Qitang: "..."

He turned around and asked helplessly, "Are you a career fan?"

Gong Zijun didn't know why, so he was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, "Why do you say that?"

"I was wondering if I was fat, and you were too embarrassed to say so, so you urged me to exercise and lose weight in this way." Fu Qitang spread his hands with an innocent look on his face.

Gong Zijun smiled, the corners of his lips curled up in a small arc, and his eyes were extremely sincere under the light.

"It's a big misunderstanding. I'm a fan of life, as long as you're alive, I'm happy even in places I can't see."

Fu Qitang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head after a while, "Now I kind of believe that you are my fan, and the routine of flirting is exactly the same."

Gong Zijun also glanced at him, "Since that's the case, trust me more in the future, I won't lie to you...Brother Xiaotang."

Fu Qitang: "..."

Now he believed [-]% that Gong Zijun was his fan.

After all, apart from fans, it seems that no one else would call him that, even his manager Liu Xian just called him "Qi Tang".

Fu Qitang coughed lightly, and when he turned the corner of the stairs, he casually touched his feverish ears.

I always feel that calling it that... is a bit too intimate.

[06: Brother Xiaotang...]

[33: Brother Xiaotang...]

[19: Ah, ah, enough upstairs!Stop making voice calls I'm going crazy! !How could this be a mad wolf? I don't believe it! ! ! ]

[60: Didn't Crazy Wolf say that he was a star-chaser early on, so once he accepted this setting...]

[56: Not cute!roll!I will never accept it! ]

[23: Xiaotang stock is listed, buy it and earn it]

[26: I want it all^_^]

There are four bedrooms on the second floor. As soon as you go upstairs, the first room on the right is room 1, the back is room 4, and the opposite is room 2 and room 3.

Gong Zijun turned a blind eye to the howling ghosts and howling wolves in the barrage, and walked into Room 1 calmly.

This is a very simple bedroom, the bathroom is on the left hand side of the entrance, the bed is placed against the wall, there is a simple clothes hanger on the head of the bed, and the sofa and small wooden round table are on the other side.

"The layout of the rooms here is similar to that of the hotel next door, and 202 is also the same." Fu Qitang looked at it and said, he stayed in 202 for one night, and he has the right to speak, "But there seems to be something wrong... I can't tell .”

"Your intuition?" Gong Zijun asked.

Fu Qitang nodded, a little embarrassed: "Does it sound unreliable?"

"No, it's a good thing. You come here to feel it." He said, and went straight to Room 2 opposite, "How is it?"

Fu Qitang really felt it seriously, and then said honestly, "I don't feel anything."

Room 3 next door did the same.

However, as soon as he entered Room 4, Fu Qitang was taken aback.

"Feel it?" Gong Zijun asked.

"It seems a bit crowded." Fu Qitang hesitated for a moment.

He noticed that there were more furniture in this room, and a double wardrobe was placed close to the wall, taking up a lot of space.

Fu Qitang simply closed his eyes and removed all the extra furniture in his mind, his tone was a little more certain, "This room is smaller, 202 should be the same size as this one, and it feels more crowded."

As he spoke, he walked back and forth in the room and nodded: "Yes, I'm sure."

Gong Zijun turned over the two pillows on the bed, and there was a thick layer of dust on the pillow towel embroidered with mandarin ducks.He put his ear against the wall, reached out and tapped.

Fu Qitang also leaned over to listen, blinked and said, "It's real."

Immediately afterwards, there was a light tap on the head, Gong Zijun smiled and withdrew his hand, "Well, this one too."

"..."

After seeing all the four rooms on the second floor, Fu Qitang only knew that Room 4 was a little smaller than the other three rooms, but Gong Zijun looked confident.

"Go to the rooftop to have a look again." Gong Zijun said, "I'll confirm something."

"Has it reached this stage yet?" Fu Qitang muttered in a low voice, deeply aware of the gap between Mengxin and the boss.

"What stage, let's go to the rooftop together?"

"...I mean 'confirmation', it seems that you have already made a sure guess." Fu Qitang looked helpless, "And stop talking about it, okay, you are not a fan of life, you are clearly acting like a cancer."

Gong Zijun thought for a while, then admitted it, and looked at him meaningfully, "It's not impossible."

"Your thinking is really dangerous, I advise you..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Qitang suddenly felt a tightness in his throat, and a cold hand stretched out from the void, pinching his neck tightly, dragging him forward with great force.

The air was lost rapidly, and his whole face was flushed. Fu Qitang desperately waved his limbs and pedaled his feet on the ground in an attempt to counter the mysterious force, but it was useless at all.

"Brother Tang!"

He heard Gong Zijun shout.

In the next second, Fu Qitang's chest trembled, as if he had been hit by something, followed by a small crackling sound, the sudden force suddenly disappeared, and there was a faint howl in the distance, but Fu Qitang could no longer hear clearly.

Before he fell down, he was caught by Gong Zijun who came from behind, coughing violently.

"……what happened?"

After a while, Fu Qitang asked hoarsely.From the sending to the end, in just three seconds, he still hadn't reacted.

Was it a ghost just now?

Why did it suddenly appear here?

Nie Xiaolan is alone on the first floor, so nothing will happen to her, right?

All kinds of thoughts flooded into his mind for a while, and Fu Qitang only felt his throat hurt even more.

Gong Zijun half hugged him, patted his back to make him feel better, but his face was ugly, "The mirror is broken."

Fu Qitang was stunned for a moment, and took out a few pieces from his breast pocket, which were the round makeup mirror that Gong Zijun gave him during lunch yesterday.

He remembered that when he asked what it was, Gong Zijun didn't answer directly, but said lightly that he was afraid that he would become someone else's substitute again in a daze.

"This is……"

"Someone used you to block the ghost, and it was blocked by the mirror," Gong Zijun was furious, seeing Zhang Yuanxi's pale and distorted face flashing past the shards: "Zhang Yuanxi, he'd better pray that he dies at the hands of the ghost right now. "

It was probably because Xiaoyuan's makeup mirror withstood most of the attacks in the first place. Except for the dark red strangle marks gradually appearing on the neck and slight abrasions on the limbs, Fu Qitang was not seriously injured. .

Back on the first floor, Nie Xiaolan was sitting on the sofa staring at her shadow seriously, as if the shadow would jump up and kill someone in a second.

"I'm back, what's the matter - what's wrong with your neck?!" Nie Xiaolan was surprised.

Fu Qitang opened his mouth and found that his throat was very dry and painful, so he just smiled silently, indicating that he was fine.

Gong Zijun found a medicine box in the cabinet in the living room, patted the empty space beside him and signaled Fu Qitang to sit down.

"The ghost suddenly appeared, and it made a move." Gong Zijun's tone was blunt, but his movements were very light, and Fu Qitang applied the ointment with a cotton swab.

Seeing ghosts in the dungeon is normal after all, Nie Xiaolan was just surprised for a moment, then calmed down and said, "It's fine."

"By the way, when you came here on the first day, who inspected Room 4 on the second floor?" Gong Zijun asked.

"Xie Yiming and Zhang Yuanxi, they are in charge of the second floor, and I, Ji Tao and Yuan Fei are in charge of the third floor." Nie Xiaolan thought for a while.

"The proprietress said that there was a room on the second floor that was locked all the time. Is it this one?"

"Yes. That's why Xie Yiming kicked the door open before going in to check." Nie Xiaolan said, she was about to ask someone to search the storage room at the time, when she heard and saw it when she passed the second floor, "What's wrong?"

"That room is furnished differently from the others, and the bedding is not uniform. The buckwheat husk pillows and embroidered pillow covers are obviously personal items."

Gong Zijun's voice was very soft, and the air he exhaled was not hot, and it blew past Fu Qitang's ears lightly.

Fu Qitang was a little itchy, and just as he moved to avoid it, Gong Zijun pressed his shoulders and received a reproachful look.

"Don't move, it will be fine soon."

Fu Qitang: "..."

Nie Xiaolan chose to pretend not to see, and continued to ask, "Personal items? That is to say, that room is not a guest room, so it is always locked?"

Gong Zijun nodded.

"But what does that mean?"

"It means that someone in this apartment has lived in Room 4 for a long time, which is their bedroom." Fu Qitang blinked, "As for who it is, I guess it's the two 'mummy' in the photo. "