Chapter 1788： word on the door

The two friends quarreled along the way, which made the atmosphere livelier and less gloomy. Ouyang Xiong's room was on the third floor, and the corridor was also very messy, with two or three people walking around. ?шщЩ.suimEnG.1a

This old-fashioned village house is not a common unit building, but an old-fashioned suite with a long corridor. The corridor is in the middle and houses are on both sides, so the corridor will appear very dark during the day.

Ouyang Xiong's room was in the innermost room, and it was not large. It was sealed off by the police station. There was a young policeman guarding the door. Xiaoyun walked over and didn't know what to say to the policeman, but the young vigilant let them in.

"I got the police card from the mainland. Ouyang Xiong is from the mainland, and his case is in the hands of the mainland." Xiaoyun explained it roughly, and then Meimei understood.

The room was very dirty and messy, like a pig's nest. Xiaoyun said that it was like this before Ouyang Xiong died. The police wanted to protect the scene, but they didn't move at all. Apart from the mess, there was a strange smell in the room, which made people very uncomfortable. .

Wu Chao followed Xiong Mumu closely, his big round face twitched and his bowels turned blue.

Damn, he shouldn't have followed. It's better to watch TV at home alone than to be scared here.

Meimei took out the mask and put it on, feeling a little more comfortable. I checked it little by little. The room was not big, with a small bedroom plus a bathroom, and a small living room, about 20 square meters, the same as a pigeon cage.

"Obviously, Ouyang Xiong had a strong struggle before his death. You can see the distribution of these bloodstains, and they splashed all over the wall."

Wu Chao shuddered and closed his eyes, but his curiosity made him unable to open it again. His thick lips trembled. His face was turning blue.

Meimei and the others searched around and found nothing. They were very disappointed. Could it be that she thought too much?

"I said... Is it time to go home... My whole body is itchy..." Wu Chao urged for the tenth time, his arm was rubbed red, and there was still a thin layer of pimples.

Xiong Mumu pushed him contemptuously, and said contemptuously, "Look at how promising you are, you are still not a man, and the wife of a man has nothing to do with it."

"You call her a man woman, I can compare with her!" Wu Chao felt embarrassed and angry.

Doesn't he want to be bold?

What can he do if he is naturally timid?

Xiao Se turned his head, gave him a cold look, and suddenly said, "There is someone behind you!"

"Ah...ah..."

Wu Chao jumped up high with his head in his arms, screaming horribly, pitiful.

Meimei stared at bleak and said softly: "Those scare you, there is no one at all, stop screaming!"

Wu Chao looked back in horror. Although it was true that no one was there, his nerves were about to break, and his voice was crying, "Let's go home... We are not the police, what kind of case are we investigating..."

"I want to go back to you alone... I have to take a look." Xiong Mumu was not angry, and didn't look down on his friend's cowardice at all, and it was a shame.

"Return alone, return alone..."

Wu Chao walked towards the door in a fit of anger, but he came back with a sad face after a while. The corridor was so dark and so long that he was afraid...

He simply didn't enter the house, the door was like a bird with a frightened bow at the door, his body collapsed into a bow shape, and he could escape at any time.

Xiong Mumu sneered, and began to investigate carefully again, with great interest.

The bored Wu Chao looked around, looked up, looked down, looked left, looked right, but he discovered the situation and shouted: "Come and see, there are words here!"