My ghost wives all want to kill me?

"And the old man who knocked on the door at midnight as rumored on the Internet was actually Zhao Wancai, whose wife had died. It was also because of this that he felt that his wife was still alive, so he knocked on the door from door to door every day. I just don't know why there was no one today. Come."

"There was a knock on the door ten minutes ago."

"That's right...it's great."

Hearing Xu Meng's words, Wang Liang sounded a little envious, as if he was thinking of his girlfriend who abandoned him, and he looked a little melancholy.

"Then have you ever been to the fourth floor?"

Not caring about comforting this sentimental painter, Li Gui took the initiative to ask after a moment of silence.

"I once went there secretly, but before I could see why, Brother Wang yelled at me."

Speaking of this, the thin man seemed a little embarrassed on his face.

Obviously the "Brother Wang" in his mouth didn't just yell at him.

"Brother Wang? Is that the man named Wang Fugui?"

He nodded and after a moment of silence, he spoke again.

"Of the entire apartment, only he and the landlord can go up to the fourth floor. Even the landlord's son, Yi Geng, can't go up."

Hearing this, Li Gui stopped talking.

Thinking of the conversation he heard at the door when he came in the afternoon, he really wanted to guess what it was. A trace of clarity flashed in his eyes, as if he was asking, but also seemed to be affirming.

"That Wang Fugui doesn't have a job, right?"

Nodding, Wang Liang looked at Li Gui in surprise, as if he didn't know why he knew this information.

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"I only saw him take money from the landlord a few times, but the relationship between the two didn't seem to be very good. Sometimes I often saw Brother Wang bullying the landlord's son Rao Yigeng, and the landlord didn't dare to say anything."

"So it is."

I probably understand why the landlord locked the fourth floor and why he was unwilling to leave.

Li Gui already had a reasonable guess in his mind.

But the key to this trip, the clues to Yang Xueer's disappearance, he still made no progress.

"Then, has the old man who knocked on the door been like this since his wife died?"

When Li Gui took out his red notebook and flipped through it, Xu Meng on the side couldn't help but asked curiously.

"It doesn't seem like...it started to happen after a while. The doctor speculated that it might be because of his old age and Alzheimer's disease. As soon as night comes, he knocks on the door from door to door and spends most of the day. I don’t know where I went, I only came back at night.”

"Oh, yes, thank you."

No useful information was obtained. After Xu Meng nodded gratefully, he suddenly found Li Gui beside him staring at a blank notebook and flipping through it.

It seems that Li Gui has been holding this empty notebook since they met, and he doesn't know what its use is.

"Before going to the fourth floor, let me let you experience the detective's addiction first."

Just when Wang Dingfeng and Xu Meng were wondering why Li Gui was suddenly silent, the other party seemed to have seen something in his notebook. He slowly stood up and looked at the two of them.

"Ah? Boss, what do you mean?"

Xu Meng frowned and looked at the tall Li Gui with a somewhat uncertain expression.

"Do you know the truth about the arson case that year?"

"I don't know about the arson case, but I almost know about the other case. Let's go to that old man's house and have a look."

After all, we have to go to the fourth floor no matter what. The old man named Zhao Wancai keeps wandering outside, and it is easy for the three of them to go there rashly and be discovered.

So if I want to go to the fourth floor, I have to solve this old man's problem first.

"I'm sorry about the painting. We will make compensation later. Can you help me?"

The two stood up in confusion, originally thinking that Li Gui was going to take them out.

As a result, the former suddenly pulled the strange painter and started whispering.

Although Wang Liang just said that he had not committed any crime, he saw Li Gui getting so close to this somewhat strange painter.

It still made Wang Dingfeng feel frightened.

The boss is really not afraid of anything. If the painter suddenly gets angry at this time, it will be dangerous.

"Um...I bought an electric baton a long time ago, but I haven't used it for a long time."

......

"Is this really necessary?"

The two of them couldn't hear clearly what Li Gui said, but after seeing the words, Wang Liang had some hesitation on his face.

"Be prepared first-hand. If not, there is no loss. If it is true as I said, then you can just take this opportunity to promote your painting, right?"

Li Gui stood up straight and looked at the thin painter with a bewildered expression.

"Then, let's try it."

Wang Liang nodded with some emotion. After the three of them left his room, he was still rummaging through the boxes and cabinets to find something.

"What did you tell him?"

After leaving this strange painter's room, it was still dark outside.

Considering that the old man might still be knocking on the door, none of the three dared to turn on the flashlight.

"Just making preparations in case something happens later."

Without saying specifically what he had just said to Wang Liang, Li Gui put the notebook in his arms and suddenly whispered into Xu Meng's ear.

As Xu Meng gradually looked shocked, Wang Dingfeng looked confused.

...

Ten minutes later, the room in the middle of the corridor on the third floor.

A hunched figure holding an oil lamp walked over to the stairs below.

"Old woman...why don't you let me go...you want to kill me...it's obvious that I have no choice..."

The rickety Zhao Wancai staggered to the door of his home.

While mumbling, he tremblingly took out a key from his trouser pocket and opened the door to his house.

However, under the dazzling lights in the room, he was stunned by the appearance of two figures who did not know when.

"You...you..."

"Looking at the comments about you online now, I think it's really ridiculous."

Xu Meng held a piece of yellowed homework paper in his hand, with an angry expression.

Wang Dingfeng, who was next to him, was rarely afraid. He looked at the old man, holding a piece of rope in his hand, and wanted to rush forward and catch him now.

"Who are you? Why? Why did you break into my house? You..."

Looking at the two young men who suddenly appeared, Zhao Wancai backed away in fear while talking.

Before he finished speaking, he was blocked by a tall figure behind him.

The other party directly held his hand holding the oil lamp and kitchen knife, pushed him in, and closed the door.

"You...what do you want to do?"

After easily grabbing the kitchen knife and oil lamp, Zhao Wancai's old body fell to the ground.

The old cheeks were full of fear.

The scene of three young people surrounding an old man would have been seen by someone who didn't know.

I'm afraid I thought Li Gui and the others were bullying a dying old man.

"We won't do anything to you, we just want you to know something!"

Xu Meng's eyes were red for some reason.

Walking up to the old man, she threw the yellowed homework paper in her hand into Zhao Wancai's face with a hint of anger.

Among three young people of different shapes.

Zhao Wancai took the homework paper with a bad premonition.

Old man, it’s me, Zhang Chuncui.

I don’t know when you saw this letter. It must have been long after I left.

You were so careless that you didn't take care of the medicine purchase order. Fortunately, I wasn't stupid enough. I was so powerful that I burned it for you early.

I've been dragging you down for so long. Let me do something for you before I leave.

Actually, you don’t need to lie to me about what kind of candy that rat poison is, I already had this plan myself.

I just feel a little reluctant to leave you.

After my son left, you have been taking care of me. My mind is getting worse and worse, and I can't help you.

Before, I always laughed at you for your low education, but now, sometimes I don’t even know where my home is.

I originally wanted to help you pick up some scraps, but I got lost, so I asked you to pick me up at the police station instead.

Tell me about my memory...

Old man, I'm sorry. I've been bossing you around for half my life, and I haven't even apologized to you. When I get old, I still have to ask you to take care of me.

I know you are working hard. Sometimes you spend all the money you need to buy me medicine and you can’t even eat.

I want to help you cook a meal, but my hands keep shaking.

Qian::?.Xun?!'free;''fee'";?small",said?skirt?2,.!:5";5;5,!'9.:5'!?3'"" '0,0 Well, after much deliberation, it's better to take the first step.

I looked up this word in the dictionary one by one. I guess you won't be back for a while.

I even tidied up the house. You see, I still know you so well, haha.

Remember, wear more clothes when it's cold. Don't be reluctant to throw away those broken things. If you have money, buy a few more. If your teeth are not good, eat something soft. Don't drink that white wine all the time.

Nothing good to drink.

There are some other things that I originally wanted to nag you about, but after all, I can’t nag you in the future, but as a result, my memory is not good, so I wrote them down and forgot them.

I can only write here first.

So be it, old man, you don’t like to hear my nagging either.

I will serve you well in the next life.

Gone ha...gone.

Chapter 1 The true meaning of old friends

"Old lady...old lady..."

Tears flowed from his cloudy eyes one after another.

After swiping across the old cheek, it kept falling on the homework paper in his hand.

Zhao Wancai didn't wail but just looked at the letter full of typos. With trembling hands, he gently put the yellowed homework paper on his face and rubbed it.

The cold temperature, wetted by tears a little bit.

It seemed to be his confession and it seemed to represent the only reluctance she felt when she left.

"Boss, do you want to tie him up again?"

Seeing the old man's painful look and holding the rope, Wang Dingfeng, who had been shouting about beating and killing just now, couldn't bear it anymore.

"Tie him up, why not tie him up? No matter how much he regrets what he has done, it is a fact that cannot be concealed!"

However, before Li Gui could speak, Xu Meng, who was standing next to him, answered directly.

Looking at Zhao Wancai, her expression was obviously filled with resentment, perhaps because she felt unworthy of the old woman in the letter.