Part 2 Chapter 43: Staying Overnight
How did this thing end up in his hands? I thought to myself: "Oh no! If this note wasn't given to him by Qin Yiheng, it's clear that this old man was the one who plotted against Qin Yiheng the night before yesterday."
I looked at the old man, and maybe it was a psychological effect, but I felt that there seemed to be murderous intent on his face.
I thought about it and realized that I was in a completely dangerous situation. I was considering whether to take the old man hostage when he asked me , "Do you only know the meaning of four lots and not one?"
I gasped when I heard this. Damn, it seems that the old man tortured Qin Yiheng to extract a confession, otherwise how could he know so much?
However, under the current circumstances, we cannot act rashly. I shook my head at the old man, wanting to see what he would do next.
Unexpectedly, the old man continued to ask me: "Don't you know what those wardrobes are used for?"
He looked like he was showing off! I started to lose my temper and wanted to leave a fucking big footprint on his chest!
I lit a cigarette and didn't answer. I thought it would be useless to answer.
The old man was silent for a while, then he patted my shoulder unexpectedly and said, "You sleep here tonight, and I will tell you the answer tomorrow."
His behavior is so similar to Qin Yiheng's! I increasingly suspected that Qin Yiheng was caught by him, so I asked the old man, "What do you have to prove that what you said is true?"
My tone was already a little impolite, but the old man didn't get angry. He straightened his hat with his hand and told me: "These lots are not missing person notices at all, because the last lot is a dead lot. It's impossible that your friend doesn't know it."
The old man sounded very confident in his words. If he was lying, I can only say that his acting skills were really great.
However, between him and Qin Yiheng, I would definitely choose to trust my own people, because there is absolutely no reason for him to hide it from me, so I asked the old man: "What do these five signs mean?"
The old man uttered a "huh" and said three words: "Wanted order."
The old man went out after he finished speaking, leaving me alone, feeling depressed.
I am very clear about the difference between a wanted warrant and a missing person notice. Although both are about finding someone, one is about catching and the other is about searching - although the purposes are similar, the starting points are very different.
I thought about it and still felt that what the old man said was not true.
First of all, according to the previous analysis, these five symbols are looking for a person from the future. Even if it has been changed to a wanted order, it is still outrageous. This is not a time-travel drama.
Secondly, I suspect that Qin Yiheng is really in the hands of this old man now, and he said this just to sow discord or for some other purpose.
However, after thinking it over again and again, I decided that I had to stay because I had no idea what to do except this one way out. Besides, the old man didn't seem to want to kill me, otherwise he wouldn't have to wait until night to do it. So I went downstairs and told the old man that I was willing to live here, hoping that he would keep his word.
The old man said "hmm" and arranged me in a room on the first floor.
Judging from the layout of the room, it should be a guest room. The room is quite clean and should be cleaned every day. However, compared with other rooms, it seems a little small.
After the old man left, I closed the door and did a quick check , trying to see if there were any surveillance or listening devices, and to check if there were any metaphysical objects. Because the old man couldn't have arranged me to this room for no reason. However, the result was disappointing, I found nothing.
In the end, I could only half-lean on the bed to pass the time, guessing what the mystery of this room was.
Time passed quickly, and before I knew it, it was dark. The old man didn't call me to eat, and he was not sincere as a host. Fortunately, I didn't have much appetite, and I felt sleepy while lying on the bed. However, I didn't dare to close my eyes, and I forced myself to get through the night .
This feeling is very uncomfortable, it's a bit like waiting in line to enter the operating room. I had to draw the curtains, otherwise staying in this room would be even more damn depressing.
When I looked at the clock again, it was past ten at night. To avoid falling asleep, I sat up and smoked two cigarettes.
There has been no noise outside the door. The old man is so old and probably doesn't have much of a nightlife. From the time I came in until now, I haven't even heard the sound of the TV.
After sitting for a while, I felt the urge to pee, so I opened the door and went to the bathroom. As soon as I turned my hand on the door handle, I heard a faint "click" sound. At first I thought it was the sound of the door lock, but after pushing it, I found that it was not.
Then, there was a sound outside the door, like something being dragged on the ground. The sound came from far away and finally stopped at my door.
I was a little nervous now, thinking: "What is the old man doing in the middle of the night?" Before I could think about it, there was another "click" outside, and then something was dragged to my door. I often use logistics for delivery in my small business, so I am very familiar with this sound, and I feel that the thing outside should be heavy. This analysis made me even more worried. Can the old man do such physical work with his body? Is there someone else in the house? "
I put my ear to the door, and the noise outside continued in a regular pattern. What kind of business was this? I was a little confused...
After listening for a while, I seemed to realize what was happening. Why did it sound like someone was counting goods outside?
As a businessman, it is hard not to make such an association, but the other party's way of counting goods is very retro, and it seems that he is using an abacus.
I thought to myself: "Is this old man doing some illegal business? Why must he ship out goods in the middle of the night? Considering his age, it's not surprising that he likes to use an abacus, but why are they piled up in front of my door?" Thinking of this, I turned around and glanced at the window. There were thick anti-theft bars on the window, and my heart immediately "skipped".
Because I finally understood what was special about this room. I hadn't noticed it before when I came in, but usually the doors of the rooms open inwards, but the door of this room opens outwards!
There are so many things piled outside the door now. Damn, is the old man trying to trap me in the house?!
I immediately tried to push the door, and sure enough, it was stuck.
I didn't know what the old man was going to do next, but it was definitely not going to be good. I pushed the door hard with my shoulder, but it didn't budge. I looked around the room, but there was nothing I could do to protect myself.
Finally, I remembered that I had my cell phone in my pocket and I knew the approximate location of the house. If things didn't work out, I could call the police. Thinking of this, I calmed down and analyzed the countermeasures.
The current situation is not much simpler than jailbreaking, and it seems that the only way is to fight it head-on.
Just when I was considering whether to roar to boost my morale, the old man's voice came from outside.
It sounded like the old man was asking the people around him, "He's not real?"
After this sentence, no one responded, and it became quiet outside. I pricked up my ears and listened for a long time, but there was no sound of people walking.
This silence was very disturbing. I had already dialed 110 on my phone and was just about to call. However, as time passed, the people outside did not take any action.
Finally, I just sat back on the bed.
I lit a cigarette and took a few puffs. Suddenly, the lights in the room went out, and then there was a commotion outside.
This was what I expected. I stood in a corner so that if the other party broke in, I would still have time to react.
But after waiting for a long time and hearing the noise outside becoming increasingly chaotic, no one moved the door.
I'm getting a little impatient waiting. Damn, should I fight or not?
After a while, it suddenly became quiet outside the door again.
I was just wondering when the door creaked and someone opened a small crack. The person outside didn't rush in, but seemed to be testing the situation inside the house.
It was impossible for me to hide in such a small room, and my phone was still on. I just took the initiative and kicked the door open.
Surprisingly, not only was there no one outside the door, but even the things that should have been piled up there were nowhere to be seen.
