My ghost wives all want to kill me?

406?

That man is in here?

"Liang Chao, you go in and take a look first, and I'll help you guard outside to prevent that man and the landlord from..."

Knowing that the mysterious man who spoke to the landlord might be in this room on the fourth floor.

Wu Zhouzheng didn't dare to go in rashly.

Just when he was about to let Liang Chao go in and take a look, he turned around and realized.

At some point, Liang Chao, who had been following him, disappeared.

With nothing behind them, there was only the dark corridor where they came from, and the thin figure had long since disappeared.

"Courage, coward."

Swallowing, thinking of Liang Chao's unwillingness to follow him, Wu Zhouzheng guessed that the guy was afraid and ran back.

To be honest, he wanted to run back to the house now.

But he was more or less unwilling to go back after having come here by himself.

And he thought of the scene where the man named Li Gui refuted him again and again, making him lose face.

Isn't it precisely because of that guy's deception that Xu Meng, the bastard, is hanging around him?

He just wanted to see what the expressions of this couple would be like when he really investigated the truth about the fire that year.

Gritting his teeth, he was no longer willing to give up halfway.

After Wu Zhouzheng slowly opened the door to his room a crack, his two eyes under his gold-rimmed glasses slowly looked inside.

At this time, behind the door, in the darkness, there was already a tall figure, holding a baseball bat, waiting for him.

.......

"you?"

Wang Liang looked confused. Wang Dingfeng, who had fallen to the ground, was already rolling and crawling to Li Gui's feet.

Although Xu Meng did not scream in fear, his body was tense and he did not dare to move.

The only man who greeted him in the afternoon was Li Gui.

After seeing him come out, he picked up the easel next to him.

"Don't touch that..."

The words were spoken, but it was too late.

The horrifying painting on the easel fell directly to the ground. Wang Liang felt heartbroken when he saw it, and he just wanted to rush over and pick it up.

I heard the threat from the tall man in front.

"Don't come over here, or I'll do it!"

Having had an experience of being on the run, the cruel look on Li Gui's face at this time was definitely not an act.

This time he decided to take a private car wherever he went from now on, even if it cost more.

Otherwise, when you go through the security check, you will not have any weapons in your hand that can threaten people.

When we encounter this kind of situation again, we can only use whatever we can get our hands on.

"No, you, what do you want to do?"

Wang Liang was so frightened that he raised his hands and stopped walking.

Originally I just wanted to take a nap, but when I woke up, three people appeared in the room for no apparent reason.

After flipping through it randomly, his most beloved painting fell to the ground.

That was more than a year of hard work.

He would rather get hurt than his precious painting.

"you are human?"

"what?"

Wang Liang looked even more confused when he heard Li Gui's question.

"Of course I am a human being. Didn't you talk to me this morning?"

There is no answer yet.

See the look of pain on Wang Liang's face.

Li Gui also felt that he didn't look like a murderer. Thinking of his reasoning just now, he slowly put down the frame after confirming that there were indeed no dangerous objects around the painter.

He picked up the painting that fell on the ground and put it on top again.

"Sorry, we thought you were a murderer."

"My painting, my painting..."

Wang Liang, who didn't listen to Li Gui's explanation and looked pale and slovenly, rushed over quickly.

Wang Dingfeng, who was lying on the ground in fright, quickly stood up and hid behind Li Gui.

Unconsciously retreating, his entire fat body almost completely shrank into the corner behind Li Gui and Xu Meng.

Xu Meng was also frightened and took a few steps back. However, she still clenched her fists and was ready to take action at any time.

However, unlike the hysteria that everyone thought, after discovering that his precious painting was not damaged, Wang Liang squatted next to the easel and breathed a silent sigh of relief.

Chapter 1: Appearance is perfect but soul is different (third update)

"You...why did you come to my house?"

After discovering that his painting was okay, he hugged the terrifying painting and returned to his previous timid appearance.

If he was originally asking questions, after hesitating for a long time, he raised his head and it became like an ordinary inquiry.

"We originally wanted to investigate the disappearance of Yang Xueer back then. We noticed that you were a little strange, so we wanted to come in to investigate. But when we came in, we saw this painting."

This time the answer was not from Li Gui, but from Xu Meng beside him.

After discovering that Wang Liang was a human, she became less afraid.

Instead, after hearing the latter's inquiry, he looked at him with the light of Li Gui's flashlight and calmed down.

"I want to ask you, Mr. Wang Liang, how many people have you killed for your so-called precious paintings?!"

"what?"

After hearing Xu Meng's words, Wang Liang squatted on the ground and was stunned for a moment.

It took a few seconds to realize what they were talking about, and he immediately explained aggrievedly.

"Although this painting is indeed a bit scary, it has nothing to do with human life. The things on this painting are just collected by me every night. The hair is a wig I bought at the barber shop, and the nails are the ones I paid to go to the manicure shop to find someone specially. I bought the blood and meat from the slaughterhouse, and I have never killed anyone."

"bought?"

Hearing this, Xu Meng was stunned for a moment, but still didn't believe it.

On the contrary, Li Gui in front sighed apologetically. After turning on the light in the room, the other two people heard his apology before Xu Meng could continue to ask.

"Sorry, because we are investigating an unsolved case, I was a little nervous when I came in and saw this painting. For this painting, we can compensate according to the price. Do you think that's okay?"

Wang Liang's words did not make Li Gui doubtful.

After all, this is similar to what he reasoned just now.

The blood and flesh on the drawing board really don't look like they come from humans.

It seems that every time Wang Liang goes out at night, it is to collect materials for this painting.

Then make this painting.

Although the content of this painting is indeed extremely horrifying, it seems that they really misunderstood.

"No, no need, as long as the painting is not damaged."

Fortunately, Wang Liang did not blame them.

Instead, after putting away the paintings, I vacated some boxes and easels.

Then I found some folding stools for them to sit on.

Also poured a few glasses of water.

But no one dares to drink it.

"Why did you draw such a scary picture?"

A few seconds later, they just sat down around Li Gui.

A certain little chubby guy with no eyesight asked a little uneasily when he saw Wang Liang, who was pale and had serious dark circles under his eyes.

Although the boss said that the three of them had misunderstood.

But I thought about the horrific scene I just painted.

He still had goosebumps, and couldn't help but sit a little further away, putting a little distance between himself and this strange painter.

"I just wanted to try a new approach because I heard there had been a fire in this apartment, so I wanted to paint a painting that represented despair."

He didn't expect outsiders to understand what he was doing. When Wang Liang explained, he kept his head lowered inwardly throughout the process.

"I heard that you moved to the apartment a year ago. Do you know anything about the disappearance of Yang Xueer in this apartment five years ago?"

Although he felt that the painter was no longer suspicious, when Li Gui said Yang Xueer's name, he still stared at his face and paid attention to the micro-expressions on his face.

As long as Wang Liang is not a rare mental patient or a murderer, his body will instinctively react nervously when he hears the names of the people who died under him.

However, what disappointed him was that when Wang Liang heard the name, his first reaction was doubt. After a few seconds, he finally remembered.

"You are talking about the disappearance case that happened in this apartment back then. I know that case happened in the fire in this apartment five years ago, but I also saw it from the Internet. That case really has nothing to do with me. That case At that time, I, I was still studying painting in an institution."

Those who knew Li Gui would not believe such a simple statement from him.

But Wang Liang had no other explanation.

After finishing speaking, he took out his mobile phone a little anxiously, trying to find something to prove his innocence.

"I remember. I remember that when I was studying there, I took some pictures of the scenery. I can show them to you."

"No, we are not the police, we are just curious to ask you."

Unlike Wang Dingfeng, who was nervous, and Xu Meng, who was still skeptical, Li Gui seemed very calm when facing ordinary people.

After all, the people he had dealt with before were all evil ghosts.

To be honest, Li Gui was a little disappointed when he heard Wang Liang's words.

It would be better if Wang Liang was really the murderer of Yang Xueer.

Even if that long-cherished wish is not for him to find the murderer, he can still get some information from the other party about that year.

But Wang Liang is a good person. Although it is strange, he has never done anything illegal.

And about Yang Xueer, I know even less than them.

"Then why did you remind us to leave early this afternoon? Isn't it because you were afraid that we would investigate you?"

Compared with Li Gui who only focused on Yang Xueer's case, Xu Meng wanted to analyze every doubt.

"Because, because, there was something wrong with this apartment from the time I moved in... You probably came here after reading the rumors on the Internet."

There was no denying it, and everyone was silent, waiting for Wang Liang's next words.

"Those rumors are actually true. Sometimes there are indeed women's screams on the fourth floor, and sometimes there are even inexplicable footsteps and the laughter of a little girl."

"Little girl's laughter?"

"Well...it's like the fourth floor is not empty, but there is a family living there."

Hearing Wang Liang's description, Xu Meng couldn't help but feel goosebumps.

Wang Dingfeng, who was next to him, was so frightened that he took out a picture of Guanyin Bodhisattva from his mobile phone and silently recited the mantra of Great Mercy and Great Compassion.

But judging from his constantly trembling legs, it was obvious that this useless effort could not provide any practical comfort.