MTL - Monument of Life and Death-Chapter 963 suitcase

   Chapter 963 Suitcase

   "My luggage?" The fool felt as if he had lost his memory, "What luggage?"

   "It's the luggage you took with you when you left the bridge," Xiaolan said, "I think there might be something wrong with that luggage."

   "Luggage..." The fool tried hard to recall, and it seemed that he finally remembered a little bit. He frowned and said, "What could be wrong with that luggage?"

   "It's a painting," Xiaolan said, "Aunt Ping's house also has a blank painting, exactly the same as the one in Qiaowu's hands!"

"what?!"

   This time the fool was completely foolish.

   "Aunt Ping... ah, I remembered, isn't it your aunt?" Qin Yin reacted immediately, reaching out and poking the fool, "What's going on? Don't you remember that painting?"

   "I...I don't remember..." The fool tilted his head and seemed to be trying his best to recall, "I don't remember at all."

   "Just hang it in their bedroom." Xiaolan suggested.

   Fool shrugged, "But I haven't been in their bedroom."

  This… seems to be understandable.

   "What happened to that painting?" asked the Taoist priest.

"Aunt Ping said that the painting can protect the people in the orphanage from evil spirits," Xiaolan said, "After the murderer died, he did not leave. When Brother Fool was about to leave the bridge, he almost strangled to death. Brother Fool's is also him, but he disappeared suddenly... So I think it is possible that Aunt Ping and that uncle secretly hid the painting in Brother Fool's suitcase, and that painting made the murderer's evil spirits The spirit is gone."

   After everyone listened, their eyes shot straight at the fool.

   "Where's the suitcase?"

   The fool fought a cold war, shrank his neck in a guilty conscience, and hesitated for a long time before saying, "I...I threw it..."

   "Throw it?!" Qin Yin screamed, "What family are you! All your luggage is thrown around!"

"No," the fool explained, "I was just about to leave the bridge when I found out that someone was trying to kill me, and then I thought about Xiaojia and the school... I was worried that that power would be against me. They started and rushed back to the orphanage..."

  Qin Yin suddenly realized and nodded, "So you went back to the orphanage later."

   "Yes," said the fool, "but they all moved away."

   "Moved?"

   "Well," said the fool, "I'm surprised too, but it's true. In the few hours I was out of town, all the people in the orphanage moved away."

   "That's why I thought that Aunt Ping must have handed you that painting," Xiaolan said. "I think Aunt Ping used a trick to move the tiger away from the mountain."

  When the others were still confused, the Taoist priest said slowly, "Use the fool's departure to lure away the evil spirits, and they take this opportunity to move. In this way, even if the evil spirits come back, they will not be able to find them."

   This is a dangerous move, but it has to be said that it is very clever.

First of all, judging from the experience on the day the fool went to school to drop out, even if the fool took the painting with him, the evil spirit would still follow the fool's actions unswervingly, and could not directly hurt the fool, so Aunt Ping came up with the idea. One way - let the fool lead the evil spirits away, others move away, first ensure the safety of others, and then let the painting accompany the fool to ensure the safety of the fool.

   This logic is valid, and the key to testing it is - the fool's luggage.

   "Brother Fool found that there was no one in the orphanage, so he ran to Lu Jieyi's house," Xiaolan said, "You didn't bring any luggage..."

  The fool reluctantly met Xiaolan's eyes, "That's right, I didn't bring it later."

   "So you left your luggage in the orphanage?" Qin Yin asked.

   "After I left from Lu Jieyi's house, I left in despair," said the fool, "Did I leave the bridge?"

   This is bad.

   "Is that fool brother's luggage still in that orphanage?" Baomu said with hope.

   "Did you go back to that orphanage later?" Qin Yin asked.

"I've been back," the fool scratched his head, "but I just walked in front of the door and didn't go in again, it has become a...how to say, a dilapidated empty house. "

   "That's great," Qin Yin cheered inexplicably, "it's fine if no one lives there, then let's go now."

   "Huh? Now?" Xiaolan looked out the window, it was getting dark, "Now...would you be treated as a strange person..."

   But they seem to be weird people.

   "Let's do it now," Qin Yin said. "It's not too late. If you delay another minute, the fool's luggage will be more likely to be stolen."

   It's been so many years... It's not too short of a minute.

  Xiaolan stood up, patted his pants, and asked, "Did you find anything in Lu Shoucai's bedroom?"

   "Not yet," the Taoist said truthfully, "We can come back and look for it."

"OK then."

   "Are you all ready?" Qin Yin raised his hand and began to draw circles confidently, "Crews, please sit tight, the captain is about to sail."

   "Ah, Miss Yin, do you still remember what the orphanage looked like..."

   "Cut, trivial."

The passage of the    space is opened again.

  Xiaolan passed through the door, and the smell of ruins and ruins came into his nose.

   She jumped and landed quickly.

   raised his head and looked around.

   For a while, Xiaolan didn't recognize where this place was.

   "Ah... it's here," the fool was already standing in the room, looking around in surprise, "this is my bedroom."

  This table, this bed, and the broken glass window on the side...

   Not long ago, Xiaolan had just seen what this room looked like before, and now, looking at it, it is really a vicissitudes of life, and the changes have been huge.

   Qin Yin was the last to jump in. She put away the door, clapped her hands and said, "Yo Xi, land precisely."

   "But..." Xiaolan said, "Sister Xiaoyin, why do you have such a deep memory of Brother Fool's room?"

   "Because I've been here for a long time." Qin Yin said calmly.

   The fool blushed, turned his head quickly, and cleared his throat, "I remember that I seemed to have left my luggage outside."

   "In the yard." Xiaolan said.

A group of people cautiously ran out of the fool's bedroom. Everywhere in the house as far as the eye could see was damp and desolate. Grass, although the plants are growing in full swing, the whole house still exudes a sense of loneliness and stagnation.

  The crowd quickly pushed open the already shaky door and came to the courtyard.

  The yard was full of high and low weeds, and everyone automatically divided into several groups and searched among the weeds.

After half an hour, they finally accepted the result.

   The fool's suitcase, as expected, is no longer here.

   (end of this chapter)