Chapter 135: Happy Spring Road

Tu Lanxun couldn't help but prick up his ears and continue listening to Nanlu's words, but Nanlu's figure became vague and dimmed, as if solidified in another layer.

"Not good." Wen Chong said.

Mu Xiaozhen, inside the interrogation room, also hurriedly stood up. After inspecting the situation, he waved for someone outside to bring a set of instruments, and he quickly secured Nanlu himself. As the lights flickered, Mu Xiaozhen's expression lost its gentleness. He said to Wen Chong and Tu Lanxun, who had rushed over, "There's an ambush in his spirit."

"Ambush? Is it aimed at us?" Tu Lanxun asked.

Mu Xiaozhen shook his head. "No, it's directed at himself. It's like chronic radiation that ends on a timed basis."

She frowned as she continued to examine the data fluctuations on the screen. Then, wiping her sweat, she said, "What a new technology! It should be some kind of combination of telepathic shockwave sensing and soul transformation technology. It shouldn't be difficult to crack, but it was previously unpredictable."

Nanlu's spirit's life hung by a thread. Further interrogation was impossible, and whether he could be brought back was uncertain. Mu Zhenzhen had moved him into an octopus cage.

Normally, the family of the "critically ill patient" would be notified in such cases. However, Nanlu's family...

Tu Lanxun was breathing heavily, with her biological child in her pocket and her adopted child thousands of miles away. She had no idea that Nanlu had been dead for many years.

At this time, Lu Lianbing came in from outside, accompanied by Xiao Zhang. He said as soon as he came in, "The interrogation of the two evil spirits, the shrew ghost, and the sumo ghost is almost over."

"Oh, what did they confess?" Wen Chong asked.

Lu Lianbing reported, "The two evil spirits' knowledge is relatively superficial, mostly about murders, and they haven't touched upon the core business of the Heavenly Kingdom Group. The Sumo Ghost has been transformed; he's a pure gaming ghost brought out of the horror game world."

"Gray City Cave?"

"No, it's another level-breaking mini-game. The graphics are very fairy-tale-like, but once the main character loses health, a terrifying scene will appear. The Sumo Wrestler is the boss of a major level."

In other words, whether these three ghosts are native to Earth or not, they are all tools used by the Heavenly Kingdom Group to do evil.

"What about the shrew ghost?" Tu Lanxun asked.

Lu Lianbing smiled slightly. "That's what I was going to say. I just received a message from Director Wen, and I immediately checked the shrew ghost's body. Sure enough, I found a self-termination device that should be the same as the one in Nanlu. Since it hasn't been triggered yet, it may be safe to remove it."

Everyone took a breath. This meant that the Shrew Ghost, like Nanlu, must be related to the core of the Heavenly Kingdom Group, or there must be a secret connection that was unknown to the public.

"I suspect Nanlu hasn't told the whole truth, or worse, that part of his memory has been erased," Mu Xiaozhen concluded. "Nanlu has no experience as a boss in horror game worlds. He's been on Earth all these years. This means that whatever new technology the Tianguo Group has upgraded over the past decade has had the opportunity to be tested on Nanlu."

This also solved Tu Lanxun's doubts. After all, when N was released from the horror game world, he was a normal ghost with clear memory.

"Okay." Wen Chong nodded to Mu Xiaozhen. "Professor Mu, I'll leave the matter of Nanlu and the shrew ghost to you. I'll take Xiao Tu out for a while."

"No problem." Mu Xiaozhen yawned. "As long as Bu Linlin can help me."

Tu Lanxun followed Wen Chong to the first floor of the police station. However, Wen Chong did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she lit a cigarette under the slightly gloomy sky. She did not smoke, but just held it in her hand and let it burn. The cigarette emitted a wonderful luster, and the smell of the smoke was mixed with a familiar yet unfamiliar aroma.

Tu Lanxun remembered that it was the smell of incense sticks.

"Light it up, and the ghosts in this building will feel better." Wen Chong let the cold wind carry the smoke into the vents. She turned to Tu Lanxun and smiled, "Do you think those ghosts, Nanlu and the others, are pitiful people?"

Tu Lanxun sighed deeply, "It's possible for one person to be both pitiful and hateful at the same time."

"That's right." Wen Chong dusted his cigarette ash into the trash can. "Our current mission is to bring the hateful ones to justice and suppress any resistance. As for whether they are pitiful or not, that's something we'll judge later."

Without waiting for Tu Lanxun to reply, Wen Chong stubbed out his cigarette, threw it into the trash can, and said, "Let's go. Let's go to Xingfuquan Road in Xintiandi District."

The officers had already found the address Dong Yijian had given them, and were waiting for Wen Chong and the others to arrive. The two of them drove to Xintian District, a relatively remote area not far from the Lucheng South Police Station. Its population density and educational level ranked low in Lucheng, but there were many villa complexes in that area.

Tu Lanxun got off at Xingfuquan Road in Xintiandi District. He arrived at a street block with a strong foreign flavor. Fountains and bronze statues were set on the stone pavement. The buildings on both sides were only five stories high and were embossed with narrow beams with exquisite carvings.

Their destination was a two-story commercial residence, which was called a loft in the popular term of the new century.

After entering the loft, Tu Lanxun realized that there is always someone better than you. The housing system showed that the total construction area of ​​the two floors was 300 square meters, which was basically a duplex apartment.

"Director Wen, we found Dong Yijian's fingerprints and his personal life traces here." The police officer ran over to report.

Wen Chong asked, "Is there nothing else?"

The police officer simply said: "Not yet."

Why did Dong Yijian lead them to an ordinary apartment where he used to live? This place was not as luxurious or comfortable as the properties he owned, and it was even considered remote.

Tu Lanxun was parked in front of the wine cabinet. The collection was disjointed, lacking classic vintages from major wineries. Just a few bottles, a selection of my personal favorites. It was obvious he wasn't here often, only stopping by occasionally to relax and have a drink.

"He doesn't come here often." Wen Chong walked out of the master bedroom bathroom. "The guest bathroom is empty. The master bathroom only has a sealed toothbrush and men's slippers. The mouthwash is unopened and was produced last year. And over there—"

Tu Lanxun looked towards a suspected nanny room, which was completely empty, but the police officer picked out several high-end home service orders from it. They were all for full-service indoor cleaning and maintenance, and one thing was specially marked: the camera must be turned on throughout the process and precise positioning must be ensured.

"He needs to monitor the household servants' movements and behavior. There are things in this room that he can't let anyone see." Tu Lanxun took it and took a look. "And the person who signed the order was him, not an assistant or other agent. This proves that this place needs to be kept secret."

An apartment with a secret.

Everyone walked around the place wearing shoe covers but didn't find anything strange. Wen Chong walked around with the floor plan and finally stopped at the deepest part of the cloakroom. He said, "Are there so many clothes?"

Tu Lanxun reached out and pushed it aside. The wardrobe wasn't deep, just a shallow layer. She knocked on the back, and a hollow sound came from inside. She seemed to smell the scent of green.

Green flavor?

Tu Lanxun frowned slightly and heard Wen Chong ask the property manager next to him, "Is the outside of this wall the stairwell or the exterior wall?"

"Neither." The property manager pointed to the somewhat difficult-to-understand building structure diagram, "This should be the balcony."

"Balcony?" Tu Lanxun was a little surprised.

She had noticed on the street just now that the two rows of buildings swayed gracefully, largely because each floor was inlaid with a vast external balcony, planted with large, fluttering green plants, like layers of green velvet inlaid on a mirror, making the building look as if it were breathing in the forest.

However, after entering the apartment, I didn’t find any external balcony, so I thought that the external balcony might not be part of the residents’ space, but rather an external facade decoration area maintained by the property management.

"You see the balcony, right?" the property manager explained. "It looks narrow, but it's actually quite spacious. Maintenance of vegetation on the balcony is covered in the agreement. I'm just not sure why, but it's been sealed off, and the layout has been changed so the dressing room is right next to the balcony. The master bedroom didn't originally face this way."

Tu Lanxun turned around and asked, "Wait a minute, who developed and designed this building?"

"I'm not quite sure. But all the commercial property rights are under the name of a Mr. Huang. He might be the representative of the developer." said the property manager.

Last name: Huang.

Yellow He Jiang.

He was undoubtedly a glove, but why did Dong Yijian buy this house with two layers of skin? Just to keep it secret? What kind of secret was it?

"Take this apart." Wen Chong said to the police officer holding demolition equipment behind him.

The property manager was taken out, and the wall panel of the cloakroom fell down, revealing another space behind it.

The other party was not lying. The oversized balcony was indeed the core selling point of these high-end apartments, but what appeared on the surface of the building was just a narrow strip.

Between the cloakroom and the glass frame of the external balcony is a green ocean. They seem to have walked into a miniature botanical garden. The external light is filtered by the green leaves, and the branches hanging from the overhead emit a fresh scent.

"The area is still not enough." Wen Chong continued to check the building structure diagram. "Is there a bonus area missing here? No, it's not. But I always feel like there's something missing, something watching us."

But no matter how they searched among the green plants, they couldn't find the so-called "thing".

Tu Lanxun felt that these green plants were becoming more and more familiar to him.

Wen Chong went straight to his old job and had someone bring in spiritual-level monitoring equipment. After scanning everywhere, he discovered that a space marked in red actually appeared in the data map, almost overlapping with their current position, though it was blurry and vague.

Everyone felt like they had seen a ghost.

"Director Wen." Tu Lanxun pulled Wen Chong to a corner and said, "Watch from this side."

Wen Chong took a look and narrowed his eyes suddenly. She also noticed it.

The photo of the painting hanging in the secret office of Bluebird Metropolis Hospital was taken out. In comparison, the layout of the green landscape painting without perspective was exactly the same as the staggered layers of green plants on the balcony in front of him.

The green leaves reflected a strange luster under the flickering of the spirit detection light.

"This is it." Wen Chong said slowly, "That place."

"But how should we get in?" Tu Lanxun walked back and forth there twice without feeling anything.

Just then, Wen Chong's cell phone rang. Half a minute after she answered the call, her expression became more and more strange.

"Xiao Tu. The people we sent out said they found another place in the wild that looks exactly like the one in the picture."

Wen Chong raised his head.

"A mysterious red space was also detected in that place."