I Was Once a Legend

Fix was rushing down from the third floor and saw Dong Zheng in the big mirror. He paused, and then continued walking downstairs as if nothing happened.

"Why are you here?" Fix asked.

Dong Zheng listened to his words without questioning, and he even more determined the guess in his heart: "I also want to ask you this, don't you say that guests can only move on the first floor?"

"I sneaked up." Ficks approached him. Dong Zheng looked at the large mirror in front of him and heard the sound of a servant talking on the second floor corridor. He took a step back, turned around, and directly Fick Si went down together.

"Do you still bring what I gave you?"

"Bring it." Dong Zheng probably understood at this time why Ficks had to make sure that he had carried the cross again. There were so many witch-like traces on the second floor. The so-called George ghost is probably not a rumor.

The two went down to the first floor, and Fix said: "You can just go shopping for yourself, but remember, don't just go to the basement."

basement?

Dong Zheng looked at Fix, and asked with his eyes, but Fix no longer said much, shrugged his shoulders at him, and then left without knowing what to do.

Didn't he deliberately lead him to the basement...

What does Fix want to remind him?

The figure of Fix quickly disappeared into the crowd. Dong Zheng thought about it and went to find the entrance to the basement of the villa.

Dong Zheng didn't know much about the structure of western villas in this era, but if there were secrets in the basement, the entrance could not be in a place with more people.

Dong Zheng chose to go where there were few people. The first floor was not the only one of the main building. The friends of Ferdinand were all elsewhere, and they were probably talking about business with the owner.

Dong Zheng turned to the building on the left. This is probably where the servants rested. There were also some guests. Therefore, no one cared about Dong Zheng when he came over.

Many doors are tightly closed, and I don’t know what to do. Dong Zheng wandered for a long time, analyzing the doors separately and comparing the possibility of who was the basement door among them.

He even raised the flow of the listening port to the maximum level so far, trying to hear something unusual.

In the end, Dong Zheng's brain exploded due to the conversation in the next room, before giving up on this move.

Cui Zuojing: "Why do you have to find the basement."

Dong Zheng: "Fix said there must be a problem."

"Aren't you afraid of him pitting you?"

Dong Zheng shook his head with a smile, he found a place that looked like a basement door, in an obscure corner, but was locked.

Forget it, don't find it if you can't find it.

Dong Zheng randomly found a chair in the next room to sit down, and found a black car at Ferdinand's house, which was already a good harvest.

Dong Zheng sat there to rest, and not long after, he suddenly heard the sound of someone stepping on a wooden staircase faintly, and immediately came to spirit.

At the next moment, the door in the corner was opened, and Ferdinand’s personal servant walked out of it, holding a flashlight in his hand, and with the slightly mottled and dark corner of the wall exposed from the door, Dong Zheng could be sure that this was probably The basement is gone.

The male servant did not find Dong Zheng, he said that the door was closed, locked tightly with the key, and left the room from the other door.

His gloves took off, and gauze was wrapped around his right hand.

Wherever he found the basement, Dong Zheng had no other thoughts for the time being, although he didn't know what it could be used for, but the sneaky appearance of this male servant was obviously ghost.

He left the side building.

Walking on the promenade, Dong Zhengzheng thought about the witchcraft traces he saw on the second floor, and suddenly a person came face to face.

Dong Zheng recognized Mons, the adopted son of Mr. Ferdinand. His face suddenly changed as soon as he saw him as if he had seen a ghost.

"John, why are you here?"

Does Mons know "me"?

It took a moment for Dong Zheng to respond. Since John was once a rich man, he was in a high society, so it is quite normal to know Mons who is also a rich child.

Dong Zheng stood still in place, so far he didn't know the relationship between John and Mons, and he only smiled slightly at him, and didn't speak.

Mons panicked all at once. He was in a state of nowhere for a long time, and hurriedly walked in. He lowered his voice in front of Dong Zheng and said, "It's really not me, it's really not me, that gun is George watching. It’s pretty good to go, I gave it to him long ago, it really has nothing to do with me."

gun?

Is the gun that George committed suicide?

Realizing that this was another important clue, Dong Zheng lowered his head and stared at the tip of his shoe with his hands in his pocket for a few seconds before raising his head again and said to Mons:

"Relax, I won't say it. After all, I'm just a bankrupt businessman who lives in a friend's house for the time being."

Dong Zheng knows exactly what kind of physical movements can give the other person a sense of pressure. Sure enough, Mengs was more panic. He stared at the bloodshot eyes and grabbed Dong Zheng's shoulder. He said: "It's really not me, everyone now, The police, those neighbors, and my father, everyone, everyone doubts me, but it's really not me!"

"You told me these are useless. I didn't know anything about your family until I came here." Dong Zheng broke his hands and said, "I am very sorry for George's affairs. I heard that he is a Very cute and well-behaved child, if I can, I hope to catch the murderer as soon as possible, so that it can not only avenge your younger brother, but also cleanse your grievances."

Meng stared at Dong Zheng, and slowly released his hand, as if he didn't know him.

"You weren't like this before, John." He murmured, "You never talked to me like this before, don't you believe me?"

"Don't be like Mons, I believe you, so I said that." Dong Zheng can see that this man has reached a level of magical obstacles, no matter what he said, it may be skeptical in Mons' ears, " I have other things to do. Let’s take a step first. Don’t be too nervous. If you don’t do it, you don’t have to worry about others blaming you. The police will give you innocence sooner or later.”

After telling Dong Zheng to leave quickly, he turned the corner, stopped, and glanced back at the probe secretly.

Mons was still standing where he was, wondering what he was thinking.

At present, the pistol George used to "suicide" should be given to him by Mons, and it should be unique, otherwise Mons would not be so sure that he could recognize it at once according to the photo in the newspaper. Too.

Until now, Dong Zheng is still not sure what the box wants him to explore, is it the truth of George's death?Now taken over by the police, he did not get any clues at all.

Or serial murder?But for now, the clues given to him are completely out of line.

At present, the only thing Dong Zheng can say is accurate, only Ficks is the only one.

Keep looking.

The memorial service ended in the evening, and when it was about to leave, Dong Zhengcai met Fix again, and the two went home together.

After arriving home, Dong Zheng pretended to casually say: "When do you say that this murderer will be caught, it's been troubled for ten days, and people are panicked."

Fix put on his shoes and pulled the curtains to isolate the room from the night outside. He turned his back to Dong Zheng and put away the clothes he had changed on the sofa last night: "It's almost there."

That night, Fix did not go out.

October 20.

Ficks didn't go out, so he didn't bring fresh "horse meat", but there was left in the refrigerator yesterday, he boiled a pot of broth as usual, but this time, Dong Zheng did not find a reason to refuse.

Nothing important happened this whole day, and Fix spent a long time in the basement again. This time, he did not hide Dong Dong, and he came out of the basement openly and closed the door.

Until night.

At 12:30 in the middle of the night, the sound of Fickers walking out of the master bedroom, he went to the living room to drink a glass of water as usual, and went to the bathroom.

He didn't come over to adjust the time of Dong Zheng's bedroom clock. The series of movements from preparation to going out seemed to be bigger than before. Even if Dong Zheng was really asleep, he could be woken up.

Moreover, Dong Zheng has been awake.

Today, the abnormality of Ficks has told Dong Zheng from all aspects that unusual things will happen. Dong Zheng has been nervous and ready, and this can be considered waiting.

He immediately got up from the bed and put on his clothes, and said to Cui Zuojing who was sleeping next to him: "If I feel well, today will be almost over."

"Huh?" Cui Zuojing was lying on the bed, holding Dong Zheng's pillow, and slept sleepily.He originally came out to accompany Dong Zheng, but ended up sleepy while playing. He closed his eyes and fell asleep beside him.

The teenager's cheeks were squashed with pillows, and his sleeves reached his elbows, revealing a white and thin arm, and a large piece of his waist was also exposed.

"What's the matter..." he asked vaguely.

"I mean, if there is no accident, the box should be almost over." Dong Zheng put on his coat and saw that Cui Zuojing was still awakened in a daze, so he knelt on one knee on the bed and leaned down to take advantage of his opportunity. Take a peck.

"Well!" Cui Zuojing slowly hides with a frown, still unwilling to open his eyes.

Dong Zheng laughed, "Go back to sleep, the prisoner space is more comfortable."

"That won't work. If the final plot arrives, I may have to stare at you at any time." Cui Zuojing rolled over, rubbing his eyes and patting Dong Zheng's chest, saying: "I'm back, please hurry up, don't I can’t find anyone in the family and I don’t know where to go."

"Good." The figure of the teenager disappeared in front of him, and instead appeared in the prisoner space of his consciousness. Dong collected the rare softness in his heart, took a deep breath, and took the boning knife in the kitchen. go out.

After a few days of overcast rain, today's weather did not get better. The dark clouds obscured the moon, and Ficks was nowhere to be seen. Dong Zheng walked out in the dark. After looking around, he looked at the Ferdinand's house in the distance. Spire.

There was no one on the street, and the windows between the houses were all dark. Dong Zheng clung to the corner. Under the dim light of the street lights, he traversed this unstable town to the Ferdinand's house.

Walking from a short distance seems to be nearly twenty minutes, after the Ferdinand family passed George, security has been strengthened a lot, and there have been servants outside guarding the door.

At 12 o'clock in the morning, when people were most sleepy, Dong Zheng looked at the sleepy servant who was nodding, picked up a stone from the ground, and threw it away.

Stone disturbed the dozing servant. He rubbed his eyes and looked around cautiously for a week before going past to check the situation in fright. Obviously, the recent murders also disturbed him.

Dong Zheng took the opportunity to slip in.