I wore a worried look on my face, but when I turned my head, I saw a chubby, smiling face. "Look, I'm so pitiful. Could you please help me?"
Seeing the fat guy like this, I really wanted to slap him across the face. How could there be such a shameless person in the world!
Without saying a word, I turned around and walked away. The fat guy looked left and right. Probably sensing that I was quite angry, he didn't dare to move where he stood.
I paused slightly. Something flashed through my mind. I turned around, looked at the fat guy, sighed, and resigned myself to saying, "Fine. Call that girl named Hualian'er over."
Actually, I had long been used to the fat guy's unrestrained and free - spirited ways.
From the moment he took out his phone, jumped onto the sofa, and looked all set to invite the girl to join us, I knew I couldn't escape his scheme.
Hualian'er wasn't in a good temper when she answered the phone. Even though I was standing not too far away, I could feel the icy coldness coming from the phone.
It felt like she was saying, "If you don't come up with a good reason today, you're dead."
I visibly twitched the corners of my mouth. I thought to myself that as expected, the apprentice of a floating master was really something. But it would be better if she wasn't so tough.
The fat guy gave a little laugh beside me and directly told Hualian'er the whole story.
"Hey, girl. I've found those things you asked me to look for before. I always keep my word, you know. How about that? I told you there were good things underground. If you come down with us this time, we'll split everything three ways. What do you say?"
The girl on the phone lowered her voice after hearing this. I didn't know what details she was discussing with the fat guy.
I didn't waste any time. If the fat guy really couldn't persuade this girl, we could find other ways to solve the problem later. We didn't have to box ourselves into a corner.
I rubbed my temples. There was a dull pain inside, as if something was constantly pricking my head. This feeling was truly strange.
Something was making a continuous noise around me. I turned my head and saw that Lao Xiao's phone was ringing.
The phone was still vibrating. I didn't know what Lao Xiao was busy with inside. I took two steps forward and answered the phone. A hoarse male voice came from the phone.
"Where are the things I ordered? Have they arrived?"
If it were someone else, I might not be able to easily tell if I had heard this voice before.
But when this person spoke, it felt like an arrow had pierced my chest. How could it be him?
However, the next second, I didn't feel the arrow in my chest anymore because I heard a rather ominous sound.
In the storage room where Lao Xiao lived, I didn't have time to care about Yan Yan's voice on the phone. I took a quick step and rushed to the innermost part, then opened the warehouse door.
The warehouse door wasn't locked. I watched that guy go in with my own eyes. The situation told me that we were too late.
The guy beside me was still trembling. The fat guy's expression made me unable to hold back my laughter.
I took two steps forward, patted the fat guy on the shoulder, then turned to look around. This feeling was really quite cool. This startup block didn't seem to be our style at all.
"Hey, do you know someone's dead?"
Looking at the fat guy's relaxed appearance, I felt a bit annoyed.
The fat guy kept shaking his head, clearly stating his stance. "Sorry, I really didn't know. But do you know? That girl agreed to come with us. Wait, someone's dead? Who died?"
At first, the fat guy didn't understand the Henan dialect, but the next second he immediately realized something was wrong.
Lao Xiao was lying on the ground, his eyes wide open, staring at us in death. Those eyes were like stars in the sky, full of the color of the night sky.
However, some things had indeed changed. Why was Yan Yan here? Could anyone tell me?
He had just finished calling Lao Xiao on the phone, and then Lao Xiao was killed in the secret room. Coincidentally, Yan Yan showed up here right away.
I couldn't help but feel strange. I helped the poor Lao Xiao up with the fat guy and tentatively felt for his breath. As expected, there was no sign of life.
I felt really sad. Whether I admitted it or not, Lao Xiao's death might be related to the fat guy and me.
The fat guy turned to look at me, with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes. I sighed helplessly and patted the fat guy on the shoulder. "Don't worry. It has nothing to do with you. If Lao Xiao were to hold a grudge, it would be against me."
We quickly called the police. After all, this was a murder case. We couldn't just leave it like this.
I sighed with a headache. Feeling the cold air around me, I frowned and sized up the environment around the warehouse.
Lao Xiao was lying on the ground, his eyes wide open, full of bloodshot eyes. Besides indicating that he had been lacking sleep for a long time, it actually meant something else.
I rubbed my head and looked around. A cold wind blew by. I moved my shoulders but didn't say a word.
"Why is it so cold in here?"
The fat guy was naturally more sensitive than me. He looked at the curtain fluttering in the breeze and asked tentatively.
I shook my head. I thought I had really encountered a strange thing.
"Do you feel cold around here?"
I looked left and right. My movement suddenly froze. Sure enough, that thing was there.
I reached out and picked up a blade on the ground. The red blood on the blade was extremely eye - catching.
"What's going on?"
When the fat guy saw this, he was like a ruffled rooster, looking at me in disbelief.
He propped Lao Xiao's body up and didn't care about anything. He directly groped all over the body, seemingly trying to find something on Lao Xiao.
Looking at the fat guy's lewd - looking behavior of groping all over, I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him. At the same time, I immediately realized something was wrong.
When did this guy become so familiar with these tricks? He had been doing business in other places all this time. How did he suddenly become like this?
I rubbed my arm and stared into the fat guy's eyes, full of suspicion.
The fat guy awkwardly shifted his head away. It was a long time before he whispered, "Actually, this matter is not as simple as you think. You should think more, like, wounds we can't see."
Hearing this, it was obvious that he had discovered something. I followed the fat guy's movement and saw a wound right in the center of Lao Xiao's chest under his clothes.
There was a small red dot on his chest. But what was strange was that why wasn't the clothes torn? Could it be that there was a ghost?
The blade had directly pierced into the heart. The wound on the chest was indeed a fatal blow, but the clothes weren't torn and the blade was left outside. Who could kill someone from a distance without leaving a single trace?