Nightmare Attack

Chapter 390 Drawers

Chapter 390 Drawers

Jiang Cheng knows a little about the profession of illustrator, because he has a regular client who does this job, and his job is to draw and illustrate.

It looks like people are relatively leisurely, but in fact, the pressure is quite high, and they also face the risk of being urged to write, which is comparable to those who write suspense novels.

According to Lin Chen's information that he had pieced together before, Jiang Cheng started to profile her in his mind, and felt that this job was suitable for her.

"If we continue to investigate like this now, I'm afraid it will be too late." Hua Luo was rather impatient, which may also have something to do with the information he received, "We can't wait any longer, I suggest taking advantage of the people from Building 3 not coming back , go to room 808 and have a look."

Everyone can understand his impatience. After all, the task time limit is only 7 days, and now more than half of it has passed.

"But we don't have a key," said the fat man.

"We can go to the landlord." Hua Luo said quickly, "He must have a spare key."

"By the way." Jiao Tailang seemed to remember something suddenly, looked at everyone and said, "Not all the men who entered the room of the sister were killed, and the landlord was not dead, but it was not because he was not bad. , but Sister Qing thinks he is still useful."

Guan Yuanning's pretty brows frowned, "So the injury on the landlord's body was caused by Weng Qing?"

"Yeah." Jiao Tailang swallowed, he had seen wounds on the landlord's body and face before, and it was very scary, "Actually, the previous landlord was not bad, but he was also a person who liked to play with women's feelings. In order to prevent him from harming others again, sister Qing put him away."

Jiao Tailang didn't say anything about the rest, but everyone knew that with the landlord's current state, it might be difficult to hook up with girls anymore.

As soon as Jiao Tailang finished speaking, he suddenly realized that everyone was looking at him with strange eyes, "What are you guys looking at me for?" Jiao Tailang couldn't help but wonder.

"It's nothing." Jiang Cheng changed his voice, smiled and said, "It seems that you and Weng Qing get along very well."

"Is there?" Jiao Tailang's cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes began to dodge, "No, why didn't I feel it."

Chu Jiu pierced Jiao Tailang's disguise with a very immature voice, "Brother Taro." She blinked and asked, "You have been in for almost 2 hours, have you been chatting with her?"

Just now everyone thought it was weird. When everyone mentioned Weng Qing, they either called her by her name or used her to refer to her. The only difference was Jiao Tailang. Easy, which can't help but make everyone question his position.

Where the hell is he on?

"We." Jiao Tailang pursed his lower lip, and said hesitantly, "We've been chatting. Talking about business."

"Did you see it!" The fat man seemed to have discovered the New World, pointing at the banana wolf and yelling loudly, "He licked his lower lip just now, did you see it, I seriously suspect that this old pervert probably sold it to us!"

"No, I really don't!" Jiao Tailang hurriedly argued: "I just think that Sister Qing is a good person, and she is really pitiful, and she also wants to catch Li Maoshen. On this point, we have the same appeal!"

"Okay, okay." Hua Luo also felt a headache, so she simply changed the topic, "Now let's go downstairs to find the landlord and ask him to hand over the key to room 808."

"No." Jiang Cheng said bluntly.

Hua Luo had already turned around and was about to go out. When Jiang Cheng said no, she turned back again, "Why not? If you wait any longer, things will change!"

Jiang Cheng pondered for a moment, without arguing with him, he said in a very calm tone, "Have you ever thought about what will happen even if we really open the door of Room 808?"

Guan Yuanning answered, "Are you worried that Lin Chen is also in room 808?"

Glancing at her, Jiang Cheng's interest in this woman has shifted from her figure to her identity, but her face is well hidden, she nodded and said, "Weng Qing can appear during the day, why can't Lin Chen?"

Hearing this, the fat man's face changed slightly. If the doctor said so, then when they opened the door of Room 808, something terrible would happen.

Weng Qing in room 717 is obviously not the strongest existence in this book, but the man in black, or Lin Chen who is closely related to the man in black, is.

"Mr. Hao." Hualuo looked at him and said, "Anyone can ask a question, but how to solve the problem is rare. I know the risks involved, but I think it's worth it. If you disagree, please come up with your plan. We can all sit down and discuss."

Fatty simply translated it in his heart, which probably means don't just beep, do what you want.

But the fat man understands that the doctor is a person who knows a lot in his heart, and if he can say it, he must have already thought of a countermeasure in his heart.

"Go downstairs first." Jiang Cheng got up and said to the people behind him, "Go to the landlord and ask about the situation of 808."

When I came to the landlord's door, I found that the door was locked, and there was no response when I knocked on the door.

Hualuo told everyone to back off, then lifted the corner of her skirt, exerted strength from her waist, and kicked the door open with a neat side kick.

Due to the serious aging of the door frame, there are also splashes of sawdust.

Fatty didn't expect that this big guy in women's clothing didn't look as gentle as he looked, and he was also a ruthless master.

Went in to search around, and found that the landlord was not there, Guan Yuanning analyzed that he might have run away, and was worried that everyone would come to him for revenge.

On the huge table, even the big teacup and the tin can containing the tea were taken away, and it seems that they will not return in the short term.

After searching the room, the wooden table was covered with a layer of glass, and under the glass were pictures and leaflets of Ping An Apartment.

They looked very old, but some of them were of a handsome middle-aged man.

He was probably in his early 40s, with a neat crew cut, a floral shirt, distressed jeans, and canvas shoes. He tilted his neck and squinted upwards, looking a bit ruffian.

This should be the previous photo of the landlord.

Jiang Cheng opened one wooden drawer after another under the table, filled with sundries, until one drawer couldn't be opened.

Looking at the locked drawer, Jiang Cheng remembered that this drawer was the one where the previous landlord kept the keys.

The room key given to them last time was taken out of this drawer.

"Fatty." Jiang Cheng turned to the fat man who was holding a huge screwdriver and said, "Pry open this drawer."

"it is good."

After the drawer was pried open, everyone gathered around. The inside was very clean, except for a relatively large curved plastic tray.

The plastic tray must have been used for a long time, the corners are severely worn, and some places have turned yellow.

There are many hooks on the plate, and a number of keys are hung on it.

(End of this chapter)