The Huayuan Villa Area is very strict. Foreign visitors must register, and the owner needs to call the doorman to confirm or come to receive it in person before entering. Chen Jianjun parked the car at the only entrance of the fully automatic motor vehicle without security guards, turning off the lights and waiting for the opportunity. Fortunately, he was quick-witted and a black private car just approached the electronic access control. The automatic rolling shutter door moved up quietly, and turned on the high beam, which made the owner dazzling. He braked and stopped. Taking advantage of this gap, Chen Jianjun drove into the ground first. Getting off the garage and successfully got into the park. "It's too dangerous to do this." Fan Tong covered her chest with her hands and was still shocked. "Don't worry, I won't do it anymore!" Chen Jianjun left his phone number in front of the windshield and followed quickly. "Don't you see, are you still very careful?" Fan Tong slowed down and tried not to look like an outsider, but his heart was pounding. "It took up someone's parking space, and at least left a contact information to be found. This is the minimum morality."

Without saying a word, it was easy to find the house mentioned in the news, because only its door was covered with eye-catching seals and a long cordon outside the door, but fortunately, no one was guarding it at this time. In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, try to find an inconspicuous window to enter. After walking around the house for most of the time, all doors and windows were tightly closed. Chen Jianjun's annoyed proposal was better to break the window and forget about it. Seeing that there seemed to be a gap in the ventilated window in the kitchen, Fan Tong pushed up his hand gently and the window opened easily.

When they entered the room, they were afraid that the lights would be turned on, so the two of them turned on Fan Tong's mobile phone, and illuminated by the faint lights from the screen. A wedding photo of a man and a woman was hung on the wall of the living room. They were the owner of this house. The woman should be the deceased in this case. She smiled sweetly and raised her lips. At this moment, she felt that the woman's gaze changed constantly as the two moved. Fan Tong felt aroused in her heart, pretending to be calm and turned her head to avoid not looking at her. Although Chen Jianjun is a seven-foot man, he is particularly taboo about this sudden death. It is inevitable that people have soft spots. He whispered in his mouth, "Don't you be strange...Don't you be strange...Amitabha." On the floor on the side of the coffee table, the lime line outlined a twisted human shape, one leg straight and the other leg bent deformed, and the posture was very uncomfortable. The position of the head was black and red by a large pile of dried blood. Fan Tong squatted down tremblingly, and recorded several short videos for the human figure. After going out, he checked it out in detail. "Cramp" the wooden floor was pressed and made a crisp sound. "Who?" Fan Tong raised his phone and pointed the light at the direction of the voice, but no one responded.

Chen Jianjun picked up the golf club standing next to the TV, moved carefully for a few steps, and then "creaked" again, this time on the stairs. Fan Tong made a "someone" lip to Chen Jianjun, and the two of them touched the stairs one after another. With a "bang", the two of them turned back to see "Ah?!" Fan Tong exclaimed, and a thin black figure rushed out. The moment the door was closed, he suddenly heard a "screaming" scream piercing the night sky. Fan Tong was so scared that he covered his mouth, grabbed Chen Jianjun's arm tightly, and his eyes signaled him to leave quickly. Perhaps, every man likes to show his hero in front of women. Fengba, Chen Jianjun pretended to be calm and patted her hand to comfort her not to be nervous. He clenched the club in his hand and walked to the slow-moving platform. The thin sand curtains hanging between the slow-moving platform were swaying on their own. The moment Chen Jianjun approached, the curtain suddenly raised and covered his head, and then he hit his body with a few heavy fists. The more anxious he was, the more he could not get rid of the entanglement of the curtains. While struggling, he accidentally pulled the hook off, and the club and the curtains fell into a ball. Fan Tong, who was originally frightened behind him, saw that the situation was not like a ghost or god, was a little calmer and raised the light to point the black shadow's face. "Is it you?"

"Fan Tong?" It turned out that Zhan Peng found that all the chat methods could not be contacted with the outside world in the Internet cafe. Sure enough, they really found out that this villa was related to a robbery and murder case. The two of them came overnight to investigate the news. Not long after they came in, they heard someone coming in, afraid of causing unnecessary trouble, so they hid. Who would have thought that they would beat Chen Jianjun to a mischievous beating. "Wang Lei just ran out?" When they mentioned Wang Lei, Zhan Peng was so angry that he was too unfaithful. How could he leave himself and run away first!

Pushing open the back door, Zhan Peng whispered Wang Lei's name. After a long time, a head appeared from behind the large flowers and said, "I'm here!" Wang Lei rushed out of the door at that time, but had no idea. He came out of the back door of the house. The owner of the house planted a large area of ​​flowers and plants in the backyard. The dew was wet at night, and his feet were unstable and he fell to bite the dog. At this moment, his ankle was so painful that he couldn't stand up. "Good brother, help me." Wang Lei had a big red petal with his face.

With the soil hanging, Zhan Peng was angry and funny, "Who is your brother? Leave me and run away by myself, I didn't expect the retribution to come so quickly!" "Dapeng, Brother Peng, you are my dear brother, it's great, I'll hold my legs." "Shh, I'm afraid that people won't notice it!" Fan Tong poked his head and whispered to remind him in a low voice. Then the two of them suddenly remembered where they were. Zhan Peng no longer talked to him. Let's record it for him, go back to settle the accounts, raise Wang Lei, and limp back to the room.

Wang Lei sat on the sofa, rubbing his ankle. Fortunately, he didn't have a fracture, but he just twisted it. He would recover after resting. Fan Tong found a brand new rag in the closet in the bathroom, carefully wiped the footprints and fingerprints of the few of them. Zhan Peng also took photos of every corner of the room with his mobile phone. Everything was arranged. After Zhan Peng and Fan Tong helped Wang Lei leave from the back door, Chen Jianjun locked the door again. When he flipped up the window, he saw something stuck in the gap in the window ridge. He pulled out and saw that it was a red card with a "wrench" on it. He put the card away and then he safely retreated.
Chapter completed!