Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Inside the Lin family's house, the flame of the kerosene lamp flickered, casting swaying shadows on the wall.

The shadow flickered, as if it might come to life at any moment.

Tangtang rubbed her eyes, her little face full of sleepiness, and said in her childish voice, "Brother... Tangtang is sleepy..."

Lin Tian yawned and looked at Qin Ming and Xiao Han: "Sister, Uncle, we're sleepy."

Qin Ming glanced at his watch; it was almost midnight.

He nodded and said gently, "Xiao Han, you can sleep with them. Uncle will just sit in this chair tonight."

Upon hearing this, Lin Tian looked at Officer Han beside him with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Xiao Han smiled and explained, "Uncle Qin is my uncle, and I'm his niece, so I'm working with him on cases."

Original origin...

Lin Tian sneered inwardly—no wonder a man and a woman came to "protect" (monitor) him.

It turns out they are uncle and nephew.

"Okay, Uncle, Sister, let's go to sleep now," Lin Tian said obediently.

He carried Tangtang to the head of the kang (a heated brick bed) and pulled the old quilt over her.

Xiao Han was lying behind him, very close, and he could touch her with the slightest movement.

Lin Tian could smell the faint scent of soapberry on Xiao Han, as well as her uniquely feminine softness.

As a time traveler with the mental age of a twenty-something, he blushed somewhat awkwardly.

Xiao Han noticed his unusual behavior, chuckled, and said in a low voice, "This little brat knows how to be shy, haha."

Lin Tian cursed inwardly: "That female hooligan..."

But he didn't say anything, he just turned over and faced away from Xiao Han.

"Brother...I want a hug..." Tangtang mumbled sleepily.

"Okay, Tangtang." Lin Tian turned around and hugged his sister.

The brother and sister quickly fell asleep, their breathing gradually becoming steady.

Qin Ming and Xiao Han exchanged a glance, both seeing seriousness in each other's eyes.

Time is the hardest thing to endure.

Qin Ming sat in the chair, his sharp gaze sweeping over every corner of the room.

He was a veteran detective who had experienced countless sleepless nights, but he had never encountered a situation as bizarre as tonight.

Xiao Han lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) with his eyes closed, but his ears were perked up.

She could hear Lin Tian's breathing, Tangtang's murmurs in her sleep, and the occasional sound of the wind outside the window...

Everything was peaceful.

But the calmer it is, the more uneasy it makes people.

Especially the courtyard where four people died inexplicably in one day…

With these two "bodyguards" watching over him, Lin Tian didn't have to worry about anyone in the compound suddenly coming to harm him late at night, so he slept exceptionally soundly.

This was the deepest sleep I've had since transmigrating.

Time slips away unnoticed.

The sky outside the window was gradually turning a pale white.

The darkness before dawn is the deepest.

Lin Tian woke up.

But he didn't open his eyes immediately; instead, he maintained his even breathing and pretended to be still asleep.

He didn't know if Xiao Han beside him was really asleep, nor did he know if Qin Ming was still watching him.

With a thought, a ghostly figure silently emerged from the darkness.

Through the ghost's perspective, Lin Tian "saw" the situation inside the room.

Qin Ming was indeed not asleep.

He remained seated in his chair, his eyes fixed on the brother and sister on the kang (a heated brick bed).

Those eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, as if they could see through all pretense.

Xiao Han was sleeping soundly, breathing evenly with her chest rising and falling slightly.

Lin Tian sneered inwardly—it seems this female detective isn't vigilant enough.

The ghostly figure silently drifted out of the house and into the courtyard.

Goodness...

Lin Tian saw that Yi Zhonghai, Yan Bugui, and Sha Zhu were crammed into a room, accompanied by two police officers.

The two officers were already dozing off, their heads nodding off, clearly unable to stay awake any longer.

But none of the three, including Yi Zhonghai, slept!

Yi Zhonghai leaned against the wall, his eyes wide open, clutching something tightly in his hand—the blood-stained clothes.

Yan Bugui sat on the stool, seemingly lost in thought.

Sha Zhu leaned against the ground, his eyes closed, but his breathing was shallow, so he was obviously not asleep.

These three people... they're really going all out to survive.

The deaf old lady squeezed onto the same kang (a heated brick bed) with Wang Cuilan, while Qin Huairu held Xiao Dang and stood guard beside her.

The accompanying police officers took turns resting, but the women themselves clearly didn't get much sleep either.

Only the Liu family...

The ghostly figure drifted to the Liu family's backyard.

Inside the room, two police officers were also dozing off.

They were convinced that it was a human crime, and that they would wake up immediately if anyone entered the house.

Therefore, they let their guard down.

In the latter half of the night, the two could no longer hold on.

Li Zhaodi and Liu Guangfu sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), their eyelids drooping.

They clearly didn't take it too seriously.

After all, they didn't witness the bizarre scene of the stick "flying" out and killing someone.

Although I heard Sha Zhu recount it once, it was ultimately not as profound as the fear I experienced firsthand.

Lin Tian looked at Liu Guangfu, a cold smile curving his lips.

Brothers should share happiness and hardship together.

Since you and your second brother Liu Guangtian are so close...

Then go and keep him company.

Be careful on your journey to the underworld.

The next moment, the ghostly figure silently drifted to Liu Guangfu's side.

An invisible force gently enveloped the fifteen-year-old boy.

Liu Guangfu unconsciously frowned in his sleep, turned over, but did not wake up.

The power of the spiritual spring space enveloped his entire body.

Then...

disappear.

It's as if it never existed.

Li Zhaodi was still fast asleep, and the two police officers were still dozing off.

She didn't know that her son was gone.

The ghostly figure has already left the yard…

Lin Tian opened his eyes, and the sky was already beginning to lighten.

He sat up gently and looked at Xiao Han beside him; she was still asleep.

He glanced at Qin Ming again. The old detective still had his eyes open, but they were bloodshot.

"Uncle..." Lin Tian whispered, "You didn't sleep all night?"

Qin Ming turned his head, looked at him, and forced a smile: "Uncle isn't sleepy, you're awake?"

"Hmm." Lin Tian nodded. "I slept a bit too much yesterday, Uncle. I need to go to the bathroom."

"I'll take you to the restroom." Qin Ming immediately stood up.

"No need, no need," Lin Tian quickly waved his hand, "It's inside the house."

He got up from the kang (a heated brick bed) and took out the chamber pot.

Qin Ming sat back down in his chair.

As Lin Tian urinated, he thought to himself, "The courtyard house, it's still the same courtyard house."

But this morning, there will be another body.

As for whether I feel ashamed to urinate in public?

That's impossible. I'm only eight years old, just a little kid.

Just then, a piercing scream suddenly came from the backyard:

"Guangfu! Guangfu, where have you gone?!"

Li Zhaodi's voice, filled with terror and despair, shattered the tranquility of the early morning.

Lin Tian smirked and finished urinating.

Comfortable!

The show is about to begin.

Uncle Qin, you have to be my witness! You watched my brother and me all night, and I'm completely innocent...

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