I Was Once a Legend

Chapter 157 Secretly Follow

Fix was hurrying down from the third floor, and he also saw Dong Zheng in the big mirror. He paused, and then continued to go downstairs as if nothing had happened.

"Why are you here?" Fix asked.

Dong Zheng heard that there was no question in his words, and he became more certain about the guess in his heart: "I also want to ask you this question, doesn't it mean that guests can only move around on the first floor?"

"I sneaked up here." Ficks walked to him, Dong Zheng glanced at the big mirror in front of him, heard the sound of a servant talking in the corridor on the second floor, took a step back, turned around, and directly talked to Ficks S went down together.

"Do you still have what I gave you?"

"Bring it." At this time, Dong Zheng probably understood why Fix had to double check whether he was wearing a cross. With so many witchcraft-like traces on the second floor, the so-called ghost of George was probably not a rumor.

The two went down to the first floor, and Fix said again: "You can stroll around by yourself, but remember, don't go to the basement casually."

basement?

Dong Zheng looked at Fix, asking questions, but Fix stopped talking, shrugged his shoulders at him, and then left without knowing what to do.

Isn't this deliberately leading him to look into the basement...

What was Fix trying to remind him of?

Fix's figure quickly disappeared into the crowd, Dong Zheng thought for a while, 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 couldn't be in a place with a lot of people.

Dong Zheng picked a place where there were few people. The main building was not the only one on the first floor. Those friends of Ferdinand were in other places, and they were probably chatting with the owner about business matters.

Dong Zheng turned to the building on the left. This is probably where the servants rested, and there were also some guests, so no one cared much when they saw Dong Zheng coming.

Many doors were tightly closed, and they didn't know what they were used for. Dong Zheng wandered around for a long time, analyzing those doors separately, and comparing which one of them was more likely to be the basement door.

He even increased the flow of the auditory port to the maximum level so far, trying to hear some unusual sounds.

In the end, Dong Zheng was so disturbed by the conversation in the next room that his brain was about to explode, so he gave up this move.

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

Dong Zheng: "There must be something wrong with what Fix said."

"Are you not afraid that he will cheat you?"

Dong Zheng smiled and shook his head. He found another place that looked like a basement door, in an inconspicuous corner, but it was locked.

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

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

Dong Zheng was sitting there resting, and after a while, he suddenly heard the faint sound of someone stepping up the wooden stairs, and immediately regained his energy.

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

The male servant didn't notice Dong Zheng, he closed the door, locked it tightly with a key, and left the room through another door.

He took off his gloves, and his right hand was indeed wrapped with gauze.

After finding out where the basement was, Dong Zheng had no other thoughts for the time being. Although he didn't know what it would be useful for, the manservant's sneaky appearance obviously had something to do with it.

He left the wing.

Walking on the promenade, Dong Zheng was thinking about the traces of witchcraft he saw on the second floor, when suddenly a person walked towards him.

Dong Zheng recognized Mons, the adopted son of Mr. Ferdinand. When the man saw him suddenly, it was as if he had seen a ghost, and his expression suddenly changed.

"John, why are you here?"

Mons knows "I"?

It took Dong Zheng a moment to realize that since John was once a rich man who was in the upper class, it is quite normal to know Meng Si, who is also a son of a rich family.

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

Meng Si panicked all of a sudden, he was in a daze for a long time, strode in suddenly, leaned in front of Dong Zheng and lowered his voice: "It's really not me, it's really not me, that gun was watched by George If it looks good and has to go, I gave it to him a long time ago, and it really has nothing to do with me."

gun?

Is it the gun that George used to kill himself?

Dong Zheng realized that this was another important clue, so he lowered his head, put his hands in his pockets and stared at the tip of the shoe for a few seconds, then raised his head again, and said to Meng Si:

"Don't worry, I won't say anything. After all, I'm just a bankrupt businessman living in a friend's house temporarily."

Dong Zheng knew exactly what kind of body movements could give the other party a sense of pressure. Sure enough, Mengsi became even more flustered. He stared at his bloodshot eyes, grabbed Dong Zheng's shoulders, and said, "It's really not me, everyone now, The police, those neighbors, and my father, everyone, everyone is suspicious of me, but it's really not me!"

"It's useless for you to tell me these things. I didn't know about your family's affairs until I came here." Dong Zheng broke his hand and said: "I am very sorry about George's affairs. I heard that he is a Very cute and well-behaved child, if possible, I very much hope that the murderer can be caught as soon as possible, so that I can not only avenge your brother, but also clear your grievances, that would be great."

Meng Si stared blankly at Dong Zheng, and slowly let go of his hand, as if he didn't know him anymore.

"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 this, Mengs, I believe in you, that's why I said that." Dong Zheng can see that this person has reached the level of a kind of magic barrier now, no matter what he says, it may be suspicious in Mengs' ears, " I have other things to do, let's go first, don't be too nervous, if you didn't do it, don't worry that others will blame you, the police will return your innocence sooner or later."

After saying that, Dong Zheng left quickly. He turned the corner, stopped, and secretly looked back.

Meng Si still stood where he was, not knowing what he was thinking.

From the current point of view, the pistol that George used to "suicide" should have been given to him by Mons, and it should be quite unique, otherwise Mons would not be so sure that he could recognize it immediately based on the photo in the newspaper up.

Until now, Dong Zheng is still not sure what the box wanted him to investigate, the truth about George's death?Now that the police are taking over, he hasn't got any first-hand clues at all.

Or a serial murder case?But at present, it seems that the clues given to him can't be connected at all.

At present, the only person Dong Zheng can say with certainty is Fix.

Read on.

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

After arriving home, Dong Zheng pretended to mention casually: "When do you think the murderer will be caught? This has been going on for more than ten days, and people are panicked."

Fix put on his shoes and drew the curtains to isolate the room from the night outside. With his back to Dong Zheng, he put away the clothes he changed last night on the sofa: "It will be soon."

That night, Fix did not go out.

10 month 20 day.

Fix didn't go out, so he didn't bring fresh "horse meat", but there was yesterday's leftovers in the refrigerator. He cooked a pot of broth as usual, but this time, Dong Zheng didn't find a reason to refuse.

Nothing important happened all day long, and Fix stayed in the basement for a long time again. This time, he didn't hide anything from Dong Zheng, and came out of the basement openly, closing the door and locking it.

until night.

At 12:30 midnight, there was the sound of Fix walking out of the master bedroom. As usual, he went to the living room to drink a glass of water and then went to the bathroom.

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

What's more, Dong Zheng was always awake.

Today, Fix's anomaly has told Dong Zheng from all aspects that something unusual will happen. Dong Zheng has been mentally tense and prepared, and now he has waited.

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 that the situation is good, today will be almost over."

"Huh?" Cui Zuojing lay on the bed, hugged Dong Zheng's pillow, and fell into a drowsy sleep.He originally came out to play with Dong Zheng, but he got sleepy after playing, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep next to him.

The young man's cheeks were bulging under the pressure of the pillow, and his sleeves rubbed against his elbows, revealing a section of his white and thin forearm, and even a large area of ​​his waist was exposed.

"What's the matter..." he asked in a daze.

"I mean, if there are no accidents, the box should be over soon." Dong Zheng put on his coat, and seeing that Cui Zuojing was still dazed and unable to wake up, he knelt on one knee on the bed, leaned over and took the opportunity to directly kiss Cui Zuojing on his cheek. Take a peck.

"Hmm!" Cui Zuojing wrinkled his face and slowly hid, still unwilling to open his eyes.

Dong Zheng laughed, "Go back to sleep, it's more comfortable in the prisoner's space."

"That won't work. If the plot finally arrives, I have to keep an eye on you." Cui Zuojing turned over, rubbing his eyes and patted Dong Zheng's chest, saying: "I'm going back, hurry up, don't I won’t be able to find anyone in the future, and I don’t know where to go.”

"Okay." The figure of the young man disappeared in front of his eyes, and instead appeared in the prisoner's space in his consciousness. Dong Zheng put away the rare softness in his heart, took a deep breath, took a boning knife in the kitchen and stuck it in his trouser waist, go out.

After several days of continuous rain, today's weather did not get better. The moon was covered by dark clouds, and Fix was nowhere to be seen. Dong Zheng went out in the dark. After looking around, he looked at Ferdinand's house in the distance. spire.

There was no one on the street, and the windows of each house were all dark. Dong Zheng leaned against the corner, and under the dim light of the street lamps, he walked through this unstable town to Ferdinand's house.

It seemed like a short distance to walk, but it took nearly 10 to [-] minutes. After George's incident, the security of Ferdinand's house was strengthened, and there were servants guarding the door all the time.

One or two o'clock in the morning is the sleepiest time, Dong Zheng looked at the sleepy servant who kowtowed and dozed off, picked up a stone from the ground, and threw it far away.

The stone alarmed the dozing servant. He rubbed his eyes, looked around vigilantly for a week, and then went to check the situation in fear. Obviously, the murders in recent days also made him uneasy.

Dong Zheng took the opportunity to slip in.