Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

The main door in the yard is locked, but the windows not far away are half open to let in the wind, and there is a small wooden door behind the rockery in the corner, which leads to nowhere.

Song Jianyu bowed his body, quickly drilled to the back of the rockery and pushed open the small wooden door. Behind the wooden door was a staircase leading to the ground, with a light switch on the edge.

The person standing at the top of the stairs took out the flashlight in his pocket and walked down the steps step by step.

This is a basement where few people come and go. Walking to the last floor of the steps, Song Jianyu saw two huge black coffins parked side by side.

The two coffins were smeared with tung oil, which glistened in the halo of the flashlight.

Song Jianyu once read the information and said that until 2021, in some remote villages, there will be a habit of living people preparing coffins for themselves in advance.

Unexpectedly, the coal boss also recognized such a custom.

He bit the flashlight in his mouth, walked up to one of the coffins, and pushed the upper coffin lid away to see the empty space inside.

He went to open another coffin, which was also empty.

Song Jianyu turned off the flashlight, stepped on the stairs all the way back to the ground, stood behind the courtyard door and took a peek at the surroundings. After making sure that no villagers passed by here, he went to carry up the telescopic ladder he saw in the basement just now, and put it on his back. Just jump off the edge of the corner, climb up and jump on top of the haystack.

He Yang, who was hiding in the haystack, hugged the dry straw coldly, his teeth were chattering, and he dared not fall asleep.

There was a sudden sound of heavy objects hitting the outside of the haystack, which made the two people hiding in the haystack wake up on the spot in fright, and listened vigilantly to the movement outside with their ears pricked up.

Song Jianyu rolled down from above the haystack, and scratched open the hole he had covered just now, revealing the two people hiding inside.

"From here, I put a ladder behind the wall, so there's less movement."

Song Jianyu squatted on the ground, gesticulating and pointing to the two-meter-high fence on the side to signal them to climb over.

After the two of them climbed out of the haystack and climbed up the fence according to the instructions, Song Jianyu also tied Xie Yongming who was lying on the ground to himself with a rope again, and climbed up the fence with people on his back jump in.

After the three climbed over the wall and entered the unoccupied villa, Song Jianyu held the telescopic ladder in one hand, and dragged He Yang in the other to the basement behind the wooden door.

After He Yang saw the two huge coffins in the basement, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Xie Yongqiang on Song Jianyu's back.

Song Jianyu bypassed him, untied the rope tied around his waist, and put Xie Yongming into one of the coffins. Looking at the two standing here dripping with water, he panted and pointed to another empty coffin beside him.

"Go in and hide, I'll find you something to eat."

He Yang dragged his little friend to climb into another coffin, Song Jianyu closed the lid of the coffin, leaving a gap for them to breathe on the inner edge, to ensure that they could breathe well, and then supported the wall and stepped on the steps again climb.

Those who reached the ground did not forget to close the small wooden door before leaving the rockery, and then walked to the main room with the locked door over there.

There was a 1.5-meter-long clothes-drying pole at the edge of the corridor. Song Jianyu brought the things over and took down a clothes hanger from the clothes-drying pole above his head.

First try to stretch the clothes-drying pole in from the half anti-theft window one meter away from the gate and poke the door handle from the side.

He wanted to push the doorknob open from the inside with a clothes rail, but the gap in the anti-theft window was too small, and he couldn't see anything when his palm went in, so he could only hold the clothes rail to estimate the position of the door handle and smash it.

Those who still failed after trying for 5 minutes had no choice but to take the clothes drying rack, bend it directly, tie it with clothes rags to the clothes drying rack, and stuff these two things into the gap of the anti-theft window , Song Jianyu put his face on the anti-theft window, held the clothes rail in his hand and tested the position facing the inner door handle, slowly put the clothes rack bent into a circle on the door handle, and then pushed it hard. Drag the clothes rail in this direction.

The doorknob hanging on the drying rack inside rotates a little bit under the pull of gravity.

"Clap!"

The sound of the door opening came, and the person who raised his arm so hard that he could hardly lift it heard the crisp sound, and immediately relaxed and slid down the wall of the anti-theft window and sat on the ground.

Song Jianyu didn't dare to take a rest, took a few breaths and entered the door, closed the door with his backhand and locked it, followed the smell of meat buns in the air all the way to find the kitchen.

There, I saw a household steamer placed on top of a gas stove, inside which were neatly placed more than a dozen meat buns that were still warm.

People who hadn't eaten anything for a day and a night pounced on them and devoured them hungrily, holding buns one by one in each hand and gnawing on them.

When he stopped, he had already eaten four meat buns by himself. Song Jianyu wiped the corners of his mouth, and rearranged the buns placed in the steamer so that they looked like they were originally a steamer with no one in it. Moved buns.

After finishing all this, he opened the rice cooker next to him, and saw steaming steamed eight-treasure porridge inside.

Song Jianyu didn't touch the eight-treasure porridge. After opening all the cabinets above and below the kitchen counter, he finally found the raw eight-treasure porridge in a rice pocket. He poured all the porridge cooked in the pot into a huge soup bowl , Then grabbed two handfuls of rice from the rice bag, washed them, poured them with water, and pressed the porridge button to re-cook the porridge for the other party, so as to prevent people from arousing suspicion when they came back.

He found a bag of white sugar from the refrigerator and poured some of it on the eight-treasure porridge. After finishing all this, Song Jianyu wiped off all the traces left by himself, took the soup bowl to the basement, opened the lid of the coffin and looked at the two people who wanted to go inside. A pale face that sleeps but dare not sleep.

"eat."

The soup bowl was in the hands of the two of He Yang, and the two who hadn't eaten all day and night started to gobble up the bowl. In less than a minute, most of the pot of eight-treasure porridge mixed with white sugar was eaten up.

Song Jianyu took the empty bowl and went upstairs again, washed it in the kitchen and put it back in its original place.

He walked lightly in this unoccupied villa, and then found a separate cloakroom. Song Jianyu unceremoniously took out three thick sweaters that were packed up and waited to be worn in winter, and found a few cotton wool pants, and a thick blanket, all of which were taken to the basement by him. The three of them, covered in water all over, changed into dry clothes and had a full stomach. Now sitting in the coffin, they no longer had the slightest strength to move.

"Sleep, I will guard."

Song Jianyu rubbed He Yang's head that had just been wiped with a towel, and signaled the two of them not to hold back and go to sleep first.

"I sleep for an hour, and after an hour you call me to change shifts, I will watch over you and sleep." He Yang knew that the other party carried Xie Yongming behind his back and led the way all night, so he would only be more tired and sleepy than them.

He patted his chest and promised him that he would wake up in an hour and change people.

After receiving an affirmative look from Song Jianyu, the 17-year-old boy fell into the coffin no longer able to hold on, hugged his companions and fell into a deep sleep.

After they all fell asleep, Song Jianyu closed the lid of the coffin again, leaving a gap for them to breathe inside, and climbed up again instead of staying in the basement.

The villa of the boss of the black coal mine looks like it has been around for several years. If the other party has lived in Yangcheng for a long time, there must be evidence related to the black coal mine hidden here.

You have to find a way to find it.

The six-story villa has more than a dozen rooms. Song Jianyu searched from the first floor, the wardrobe under the bed, the warehouse, the garage, the study, and the cloakroom. Those who went all the way to the fourth floor still found nothing.

Just as he was about to go up to the fifth floor, he heard the sound of a car parked at the door from outside the villa.

Song Jianyu murmured inwardly that he was not good, and squatted under the windows from the fourth floor to the fifth floor, secretly poking his head and looking down.

It was the white Honda car, and the other party was returning to the villa with the woman in the red skirt.

The two opened the courtyard door, talking and laughing, the man drove the Honda into the courtyard, and then they put their arms around each other's waist as soon as the gate was closed.

Song Jianyu crouched on the window sill and heard the woman open the door with a key. Before anyone noticed that someone was coming, he quickly went down the stairs to the left-hand room on the fifth floor with his head down and his waist bent. Room.

After the door was opened, Song Jianyu looked at the room full of books, and was stunned for a second in the study room with three bookshelves. Except for the desk, there was no place for Tibetans.

The footsteps downstairs were getting closer, and the person standing at the door gritted his teeth and got under the only desk in the room, curled up and hid inside, not daring to move.

The two talking in the living room below started to fall in love as they walked. The woman's coquettish laughter and the man's hurried footsteps came up the steps.

"It's disgusting, don't be so hasty, you left a mark on me last time, if the old guy wasn't drunk and I relied on him, I don't know how much trouble I would have caused."

"He's old and blind, what are you afraid of, the worst thing is to tell him the matter, you leave him and follow me!"

"You really know how to talk, so you're not afraid that if he finds out, his subordinates will cut off your lifeblood. Then what will you take me away with?"

The two downstairs lingered all the way to the third floor, and their voices came intermittently.

The person hiding under the desk curled up into a ball, looking at his bare feet expressionlessly.

All of them were blisters from walking the mountain road last night. After cleaning it up just now, because it hurt too much, Song Jianyu left the shoes in the basement and went upstairs barefoot to find evidence of the crime.

Staring at the huge blood blister on his big toe, Song Jianyu was sleepy and tired and couldn't sleep. The tired man who was about to die suddenly raised his head and leaned against the drawer on the edge of the desk.

"Boom!"

There was a slight sound, and the people who sat huddled up under the desk watched helplessly as the flat wooden floor under their feet jumped out of the ground, revealing a step that could only allow one person to pass.

The person sitting on the ground stared dumbfounded at the secret door that suddenly appeared, then turned around and touched the place where his head accidentally bumped just now, and his fingertips touched a place that was only one millimeter higher than the grain of the wood next to it. A little bouncy.

He pressed that place again, and the secret door that appeared on the ground closed again.

Open to collapse, collapse to open.

Song Jianyu let go of his hands and slowly lay down on the ground, carefully slipping backwards into the hidden secret door.