Novel: The mysterious puzzle of the antique shop has caused a series of shocking murders

"I'm exhausted!" The breeze was lying on the bed in large characters, and his face was colorful.

"Diary?" Travel around picking it up and looking through it.

The black leather cover is soft to the start, and the white paper is full of quality and toughness.

The first page is signed Yongqingquan, and the handwriting is dragon and snake, which has the potential to take off.

The inner pages are dated, page after page, and it is certain that it is a diary.

The above content is very rich, with inner feelings, life experiences, and travel adventures.

It can be seen that Yongqingquan is a wonderful person who loves life and is colorful.

A few recent diaries are short.

One is a diary from seven days ago.

The trip to Europe was a smooth one and the trip was enjoyable.

When I was about to return, I happened to pass by an antique shop.

There are many items in the store, and the store highly recommends them, indicating that they are all antiquities.

I laughed it off, but found a good thing.

A hidden corner with green bags made of linen, very old.

I picked up the bag, which was full of things, and was about to pull it out to look at it.

The shop stopped me, meaning that this thing was very mysterious and could only be taken home to see.

The time was a bit hurried, and I had to rush to take the flight, so I simply didn't do it.

Twenty thousand yuan (foreign currency) was paid, and this antiquity was mine.

The way the shopkeeper wanted to talk and stopped, it was really funny.

Enjoyable day!

One is a diary from three days ago.

It's been busy these days.

Remembering the comfort of the previous journey, it is a combination of work and leisure.

Later, I took out my green bag to see what it was.

Suddenly remembering those mysterious legends, I was interested.

Reach out and take out an object, a white square, a twisted arc, like the letter C.

I took out two more letters, R and Y.

Then the phone rang, my old friend, Old Yellow.

Lao Huang is a righteous man and also likes to take risks.

There were several trips we went through and it was quite enjoyable.

I shared an interesting story of my last trip with Lao Huang, and I saw the letters in front of me, and I felt a little sad for no reason.

Lao Huang has a toy factory that produces a lot of varieties, and I once designed a few gadgets for him.

Talking about the building blocks he found, Lao Huang was interested.

Ask me to show him as a model for developing new products.

I agreed, and Lao Huang said that his men would come and take the things away.

Rest assured of the phone, the interest is much lighter.

I took out a few more letters, C, A, T, and a strange eye pattern.

They are similar in shape, all white blocks.

Unprovoked grief struck again, *I threw the squares back.

I set up the canvas and I started creating.

Whenever I'm sad, I love to draw, and it relaxes.

A table appeared on the canvas, and I don't know why these were drawn.

I draw very slowly, which is my habit.

By noon, I had drawn the green bag again.

At this time, the old yellow man came and took the things away.

He looked at me strangely, and I didn't know him well and ignored it.

I was getting sadder and more, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

What you see is sad.

Sad, sad, I continue to paint.

I added a few letter blocks, followed by an eye block.

Strangely enough, I couldn't remember what it was like.

You know, my memory has always been very good.

I can't remember, I draw an eye by feeling.

Originally wanted to stop, thought of the word "CAT", added a cat.

The whole picture comes to life at once.

Honestly I don't like cats, this should be the first and last time I painted cats.

I signed it, and the painting is called the final work.

Simply frame the painting and hang it on the wall.

That's when I realized that I had drawn one less eye.

With a stroke of the pot, the cat seemed to come alive.

Zhou You closed his notebook, which was Yong Qingquan's last diary.

Yong Qingquan had behaved abnormally three days earlier, and then there had been an accident.

Manifestations of irrepressible sadness, death may be related to the cat.

Most crucially, the building blocks were taken away.

Who is Lao Huang? Zhou You began to look through Yong Qingquan's communication records.

A record from three days ago was quickly found, the call time was 9:44 a.m., and the call time was more than 7 minutes.

The call object is Huang Fugui.

Seeing this name, I was vaguely impressed.

Zhou You opened his mobile phone to search, and quickly found Huang Fugui's entry.

Huang Fugui, male, born in 1985, is a well-known young entrepreneur in Shuizhou.

Its rich toy factory has won the sales champion of the Water State toy industry for several consecutive years.

Looking at the time, I didn't realize that more than two hours had passed.

The sky was faint, and Zhou You dialed Yong Qingyue's phone.

"Teacher Yong, early, I'm traveling around."

"Nothing, the last time you took me back to school, I just wanted to thank you."

"I'll have time for you to dinner." By the way, do you know Huang Fugui?"

"Okay, goodbye teacher."

From Yong Qingyue, it was learned that Huang Fugui was Yong Qingquan's good friend.

There is no doubt about it!

"Breeze!"

Zhou You shouted a word, and no one answered.

I saw that the breeze was sleeping heavily, and the posture was very indecent.

Zhou You kicked the breeze.

"What's wrong, let's not let people sleep."

Breeze rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"Sleep what you sleep, I'm going out."

"You also have a new task, go to the Third Hospital of Shuizhou and copy a copy of Yongqingquan's autopsy report."

Breeze stood up slowly and complained.

"It's really fate, I know that I don't have a good life with you."

"It's better to be content than to be a thief."

Zhou You retorted that Qingfeng was defeated again.

Being a thief and being caught, this is the eternal pain of the breeze.

The two of them washed up briefly and pushed the door out.

When I checked out, the beautiful woman at the front desk had a suspicious look in her eyes.

One will stare around, one will stare at the breeze.

She remembered that this room was obviously only occupied by one person, and now it had become two, and it was still a man.

The front desk beauty had a chill on her back.

The tour and the breeze separate, and drive to the south of Checheng.

There is an industrial area there, and the rich toy factory covers a very large area and has a large industrial scale.

There are many people coming and going in the toy factory, and it is easy to get mixed in around, and I touched a number plate by the way.

The road is unimpeded to a production workshop in the toy factory.

What's going on here?

All you can see are green linen bags and white bricks.

Finished and semi-finished products are piled up, and hundreds of assembly line workers are busy.

Huang Fugui mass-produced the building blocks, and the speed was really fast.

This means that the search for SCP-1172 is more difficult.

A worker was brought in, asked where Huang Fugui's office was, and continued to walk inward.

The general manager's office, the door is closed.

Zhou You knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Pushing the door in, I saw a very plump and beautiful young woman standing still.

Mu Ran was filled with horror, as if he saw something terrible.

Looking into her eyes, it was a golden statue in human form!