Sure enough, it's here.

Li Ang's expression remained unchanged and asked the address of another daughter he had visited before.

Desheng Road, the ancestor Tianxia.

It is only four streets away from Qianhua Road... Could it be a supernatural incident?

Compared with the last mission, this mission rewards are much less, with neither extra experience nor game currency. From a literal description, it is just asking for the truth, no killing or eliminating spirits.

Do you prefer to infer secrets?

Li Ang watched the middle-aged woman push her father away, and turned to ask Wang Congshan, "Have you eaten lunch?"

"Ah," Wang Congshan was a little stunned, "No."

"I'll invite you to eat fatty intestines and hot and sour noodles." Li Ang said: "That restaurant is a time-honored brand for more than ten years. Its fatty intestines are strong and oily, and it is a masterpiece of Yin City."

Wang Congshan was shocked and suspicious. She and Li Ang had known each other for so many years. Last time Li Ang invited her to eat food was in elementary school, and she ate a dark red plum.

After wiping it a little, she asked Li Ang where to pick the fruit and why it was so sweet. Li Ang smiled proudly. The fruit tree of this fruit grows on the side of the road when he came home from school and is irrigated by his urine fat every day, so it is naturally sweet and delicious.

The unpleasant memories made Wang Congshan cautious, "Where is that fat intestine fan store?"

"Just at the corner of the south side street of Dongda Anorectal Hospital in Yin City."

Li Ang said, "Do you know, the essence of fat intestine is the maojiezi, that is, the end of the pig's large intestine. The casing in that part is thicker, more lard, and more chewy, and tastes like a lesions in patients with blood vessel obstruction.

Last time I went to eat, I vaguely tasted Lao Zhang, a patient with hemorrhoids for years, bed No. 4, Room 07, Building 2, Building 2, Dongda Anorectal Hospital."

"..." Wang Congshan's face turned a little green, "I'm not hungry suddenly, you go and eat it yourself."

"Hey..." Li Ang said with some regret: "Then I'll leave first."

Farewell to childhood sweethearts, Li Ang took a car and headed straight to Tianxia, ​​the ancestor of Desheng Road.

This is a somewhat dilapidated and old apartment building. The outside of the wall is covered with rustic red square ceramic tiles in the soil. The gaps between the tiles are full of black stains left by rain erosion.

The green glass windows in some days are not translucent, and the buzzing and rotating air conditioning shelves are covered with dust, which is in sharp contrast to the modern brand-new high-rise buildings a few streets away.

The ancestor Tianxia has twelve floors, divided into left and right sides. Building No. 1 on the left is dedicated to residents. Building No. 2 on the right is used for living, and building No. 2 on the right is also rented to sanatoriums and beauty salons.

Building 1 and 2 are connected together, with a wall between them, and only the door of the escape passage can pass between Building 1 and 2.

Li Ang looked up and looked at it for a while, and then tore off a missing person notice from the roadside telephone pole.

"Bao Fangtian, female, 51 years old, 1.61 meters tall, long hair, and weighs 140 kilograms. She was lost at Desheng Road at 11:30 pm on June 17th."

"When I left, I was wearing a black short-sleeved sweater, yellow mid-trousers, and brown sandals. I was from the Nanjiao of Yin City, with a local accent and had a slight mental illness. I hope those who know the whereabouts will contact their families quickly. I will be rewarded."

Next to it is a photo of the elderly woman who was walking and contacting her family members.

Li Ang glanced twice, folded the missing person notice in his hand, and walked straight into the duty room at the entrance of Zushi Tianxiamen.

There were two people sitting in the duty room, one old and one young, the old were listening to the radio, and the few were watching Douyin.

"Hello, please disturb me." Li Ang knocked on the door of the duty room, shook the missing person notice in his hand, and asked: "I am Bao Fangtian's family. I want to check the surveillance videos over the past few days..."

"Why are you here again?" The younger security guard put down his cell phone impatiently and frowned and said, "Didn't you tell you before? There is no surveillance monitor installed in the corridors of our community! And the people in the community are in and out, and we can't remember where the old lady went after she came out of the sanitary center."

Li Ang pretended that the missing person was intent on checking the surveillance information in a legitimate way. After learning that there was no surveillance camera installed in the community building, he frowned slightly and left the duty room.

"Can you only check one by one...tsk."

According to the middle-aged woman, her sisters lived on the seventh floor of Building 1 on the left.

Li Ang walked straight into Building 1, stuffed his cat's eyes into his sockets, and checked layer by layer, trying to find traces of the existence of the spirit body.

After a few minutes, nothing was found.

Seeing that his mental power was about to be exhausted, Li Ang, who was faintly dizzy, took out the cat's eyes, passed the gate of the escape passage to Building 2, and continued to investigate one by one.

The twelfth to eighth floors of Building 2 are all floors where residents live, the seventh floor is a beauty salon called "Xiangyuan Beauty", and the fifth floor is a sanitary center called "Emerging Rehabilitation Home". The floors below the sanitary center are also rented to various businesses.

Building 1 and 2 originally had an elevator, but in order to facilitate access, these businesses in Building 2 specially built a special elevator on the right side of Building 2, which can only lead to the seventh floor and the seventh floor below.

As for the sixth floor between the seventh floor and the fifth floor, it was sold to a household owner.

The head of the household is away all year round. In order to avoid homeless people or fans attracting fans taking the opportunity to live on the sixth floor, the escape passage leading to the sixth floor was specially sealed with a rolling shutter door.

An iron sliding door was also installed outside the special elevator entrance on the sixth floor, and a black opaque plastic curtain was used to cover the iron sliding door.

Li Ang quickly checked all floors of Building 2, and even knocked on the sixth floor sealed by the roller shutter door with a lock prying tool and went in to check it out.

On the sixth floor, there is nothing except the iron sliding door with black curtains on the elevator door mask.

The windows on the entire floor were closed, dusty and without any footprints.

No one has ever been to the sixth floor of Building 2.

Still nothing was found.

Li Ang came to the bottom of the Tianxia Building of the ancestor, looked up at the old and desolate floor, and began to think.

Building 1 and 2 is connected with only one door. The daughter lives on the seventh floor of Building 1, an elderly man who is healthy but has lost consciousness. The woman with mild mental illness who was lost before was found in the recovery home sanatorium on the fifth floor of Building 2, and the sixth floor of Building 2, which was sealed by the iron gate...

All the clues gather together to weave the truth together.

"So that's how it is."

Li Ang grinned, pushed his glasses and entered the elevator on the left side of Building 2.

Press the six-layer button.

The elevator slowly rose, and with a ding dong, the elevator door slowly opened.

After the door opened, what caught my eye was naturally an iron sliding door specially built by the owner of the sixth floor. The iron sliding door was sealed with a black plastic curtain, which was cold and stiff.

And between the extremely narrow gap between the iron sliding door and the elevator door, a man stood facing Li Ang.

Middle-aged and elderly women, black short-sleeved sweater, yellow mid-trousers, brown sandals, long hair.

It was Bao Fangtian who had been missing for several days.

She had been dead for many days, her body had turned black, her huge waist became thin due to dryness, and her face was covered in pain and was staring at Li Ang with her empty and silent eyes.

Bao Fangtian, who was in the gap, slowly leaned forward and knelt in front of Li Ang with a thud.

In the elevator, one person and one corpse, silent,
Chapter completed!