Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Safe

At first, he didn't use the flashlight, because it wasn't exciting enough and he wanted to add some stimulation.Now, he uses the flashlight because he is too nervous and wants to reduce his nervousness, although he still can't find the reason for his sudden nervousness. He slowly slid the aperture of the flashlight in all directions. "Oh! My God!"...he exclaimed in a low voice. Although the trembling flashlight did not fall from his palm, he immediately extinguished the bald head mechanically. Now return to the darkness, the darkness seems to weigh a thousand catties!

Sweat was dripping on his brow. The moment the flashlight stayed on a certain position of the other party, a human face was drawn within the aperture.That face was sallow, with wide-open eyes, as if surprised by his sudden presence in the middle of the night, and the crooked mouth seemed to silently say to him: "Okay, you're here after all!" In short, searching his life experience, he has never encountered such an ugly face.Besides, that face was still buried in a terrible darkness! There was no need to think too much about it, his intuition told him in the darkness before his consciousness, that person had indeed fallen asleep forever!

Lu Ping stayed in the heavy and sticky darkness, he was a little lost.He was sneering himself: "Excellent, friend, not exciting enough!" I stayed in the dark for about half a minute, and this half-minute short time was almost equal to an hour.After the mood reached its climax, it gradually tended to decline.Gradually returned to calm.He already knew that there was a dead body in this room, but that made him feel indifferent.Although the dead body is a pity, in any case, it should be much more docile than those living ghosts in the world! His nerves no longer felt too tense. Concentrate, stand in the original position and slide the aperture of the flashlight towards the other party.This time he had seen clearly that the corpse in a suit was sitting in a swivel chair, with its body slightly sideways and its face slightly upturned.The left hand rests on the armrest of the chair, as if preparing to stand up.A pair of staring eyes like a dead fish are fixed on the position where he is standing; that is, the direction where the door of the room is located.The upper body of the corpse was not put on a gown, only a shirt.There was a bright red stain on the left lapel of the white shirt, it was blood, it looked like a gunshot wound.

He turned back the aperture of the flashlight, and saw a square desk in front of the swivel chair.The body sat facing the table, with its back to the wall--a stack of walls on Park Lane.The aperture moves to two sides, and there are two windows on this wall, each with a black curtain hanging down.He suddenly turned around and shone the flashlight on the window on the left wall that was immediately exposed to light. Similarly, black curtains had already been drawn there.This is a straight curtain with a spring-loaded shaft for easy retraction.Now, he understands the reason why the room is so dark and airtight. It turns out that not long ago, someone pulled the three windows here—at least the one window facing the flower garden, and the curtain that was once rolled up. down.Who pulled it down?Why pull it off?Of course, he didn't have time to think about it right now.

The aperture of the flashlight slid back, and slid back to where the corpse was sitting, and raised the light a little, only to see a 24-inch enlarged bust photo hanging on the wall, the photo was tinted.That little fat man had a dignified attitude and a smile all over his face.It looked like a dignitary was stepping off the plane, ready to shake hands with many welcome crowds. After seeing this photo, he immediately moved down the aperture to take a look at the face of this corpse, and then moved it up to take a look at the face of that photo.Yes, he immediately understood: this gentle and lovely guy sitting in the swivel chair is exactly the owner of this mansion, Chen Miaogen. Because of the photos, the corpse, and the two faces, they look exactly the same.

The picture frame was rather elegant, gold and floral.The bare paint on the walls is also pleasing to the eye.These, set off the richness of the lines in this room, and these also represent the struggle and plunder, enjoyment and desire of this corpse during its lifetime.On the top is the photograph, and on the bottom is the corpse. There is a piece of flowers and greenery in the middle—the gap in the wall, which is a dividing line between life and death. The distance between the two is less than three feet away. He temporarily turned off the flashlight and stood still.Let darkness wrap him tightly.

Appreciating this lovely picture in the dark for too long, he was still a little dizzy.He rushed into this house eagerly, and he would not be too interested in receiving dead bodies, just like the officials who rushed into this city eagerly, were not interested in accepting people's hearts.He was thinking: friend, let's go, others get money for acting, but you represent hanging cards, applause, it's not worth it! turn back! He quickly returned to the door of the room in the dark.He was about to bow to that docile corpse, and said, "Excuse me, get out of this place of right and wrong quickly, hurry up!"In fact, he has almost forgotten the original purpose of coming here tonight.But he still held down the flashlight and shot around for the last time.

Something is blocking the light of the torch! Well, that appetizing safe was squatting in a corner diagonally opposite the corpse, and the door was slightly open. The wind and rain outside the window seemed to cast ridicule at him, hahaha, hahaha! Lu Ping could only smile wryly. Of course, there is no need to look at it carefully.However, he finally jumped in front of the safe and squatted down.In fact, the box was very delicate, not as "Master" as he expected.It was a bit of trouble to pry it open, but now, there is no need to bother.He opened the door of the box, poured the electric light into it, quickly searched, look, what's inside?note?American bills?Fiat currency?bond? ... No, nothing but some shuffled papers.If there were any, it would be handcuffs, prison vans, prisons, gallows... and the like!

A strange burst of anger raided his heart, bang!Pushing the door of the box closed, it made some unnecessary noises heavily.He stood up abruptly, turned around, and then shone the flashlight on the calm bystander who was seated in the opposite armchair. He said: "Friend, hey, who let go of your anger? Let go of my blood! Do you want revenge? Get up, we should stand on the same front!" The gentle corpse, facing the door, was silent, seemingly unwilling to speak. The wind and rain continued to clamor.