Zhan Zhao remembers that he had read a fairy tale called Bluebeard before. It was originally a very happy story, similar to a Cinderella plot, but because of the last golden key, the story became terrifying.

But it was not until this moment that Zhan Zhao truly understood that whether it is fairy tales or novels, no matter how dark and horrible they are, the author kindly covers up the most extreme part for readers...

Dead people and corpses are nothing to see in the view of police or forensic doctors. After all, even if you see many terrifying corpses, they are still the same thing - they are less breathing than living people, and they are a little harder and smelly... Maybe they were cut into blood and blood, even if they were pounded into meat sauce, they were seen... However, it was not until this moment that the real horror of the corpses was not cutting, but deformation. And it was not the deformation caused by huge short-term external forces, but the deformation caused by long-term force majeure, which was really chilling.

This room is to be precisely a laboratory with a table in the middle, and there are almost all the medical equipment that could be found in that era.

Medical equipment seems to be a magical tool for curing diseases and saving people in the hospital, but in the dark basement, the rusty medical equipment feels more like torture tools.

However, Zhan Zhao and the others were certainly not uncomfortable because of the furniture here, but to be precise, because of the corpse in the room.

The main topic is - corpse!

I have always heard people say that hanged ghosts are hanged ghosts. In film and television works, hanged ghosts have been exaggerated as a common shape, which is nothing more than long tongues, rolling eyes, etc. But real hanged ghosts, especially those who have been hanging for hundreds of years, will have obvious changes in their bodies - their necks become longer and thinner.

In this room, there are rows of densely packed large iron hooks on the roof. Each hook has a black metal cable sling. In the cable sling, a head is wrapped, and a slender neck below has become a state where the shadow of the human neck is completely invisible. Below the neck is a naked body. Even if it is dry, it can be seen that it is scarred, and some are even incomplete.

These corpses all show a state of mummies, with dry and wrinkled skin on the surface of the corpse.

Gongsun reached out and pointed to a large blower on the wall and said, "It seems that the body was dried up."

"It can still be used." Zhao Jue walked over and reached out to turn on the big fan... With the sound of the rumbling fan blades turning, a strong wind blew out of the blowing device... At the same time, the corpses that had been dried and lightly moved slightly. The corpses almost twisted their faces, and their necks were so thin that they could hardly hang on their bodies... They swung with the wind, as if they were struggling. Imagine the corpses hanging all over the room were floating in the wind like tricks hanging in the strong wind. It was so weird that they were a little perverted and indescribable.

Perhaps it was the strong breath of death in the air that the little white lion in Zhan Zhao's hand seemed to be anxious, and struggled in Zhan Zhao's hand for a moment, buried his face in his bend of arms, and hugged Zhan Zhao's arm with one claw, and tried to get as close as possible. Zhan Zhao reached out and touched its neck, as comforted.

Zhao Jue turned on the hair dryer, looked back at everyone, and asked, "How is it?"

Zhan Zhao sighed and visited the room with Bai Yutang and Gongsun. Gongsun touched his chin and looked at several of the corpses and said, "Is there a hair dryer specially installed to blow the corpses? Is this owner deliberately keeping these corpses?"

"It seems that I want to use them as some kind of decoration." Zhao Jue smiled.

Gongsun frowned and looked at Zhan Zhao. He saw Zhan Zhao looking through the book in his hand and asked, "What kind of family is this family?"

"You will probably understand after you finish reading the book." Zhao Jue said, stretched out his hand, dragged out an iron box from under the table, and said to Bai Yutang, "Handsome guy, come and help."

Bai Yutang walked over and saw that it was a large iron box that was 1.5 meters square, with handles around it, and it looked quite heavy.

"Release over the low table over there." Zhao Jue raised his hand and pointed to the low table beside him.

Bai Yutang bent down and grabbed one of the handles of the box, lifted it up, frowned and looked at Zhao Jue.

"Is it very heavy?" Zhan Zhao and Gongsun came over and wanted to help. Bai Yutang waved his hand and said, "There are at least two hundred kilograms. Go and call Luo Tian to help."

Zhan Zhao ran upstairs and called Luo Tian. Bai Yutang turned to look at Zhao Jue and said, "You are very strong, can you drag it out from under the table."

Zhao Jue raised his eyebrows and said, "I still don't like exercise very much... Just like Qi Tian doesn't like exercise too, but his strength is not small."

When Zhao Jue reminded, Bai Yutang suddenly remembered that his father and others had said that Zhan Qitian did not know how to fight and was very gentle... However, he remembered that when Zhan Zhao was injured in his leg, Zhan Qitian easily picked up Zhan Zhao... Although Zhan Zhao was not heavy, it was not easy to pick up a man of more than 100 pounds... at least the cat would definitely not be able to hold it!

At this time, Zhan Zhao called Luo Tian back. When he entered the basement, he found that Bai Yutang and Zhao Jue were looking at each other, and neither of them looked very good. Gongsun stood aside and thoughtful.

Luo Tian saw the iron box and asked, "Do you want to move things?"

"Yes." Bai Yutang nodded, reached out and grabbed one of the handles of the iron box, and said to Luo Tiandao, "Let's carry it onto the table."

"Okay." Luo Tian walked over, held Bai Yutang with one hand, and lifted the heavy iron box with force, and placed it on a small iron table beside it.

Zhan Zhao and Gongsun walked over, and Bai Chi followed him. He seemed to be not very adaptable to the corpses hanging in the air like paper or wind chimes, and he lowered his head and walked to the side of everyone.

Zhao Jue took out an orange-scented mint candy from his pocket and handed it to him, and Bai Chi waved his hand.

Zhao Jue puzzled and said, "Aren't you feeling uncomfortable? His face turned pale."

Bai Chi shook his head, looking a little stubborn. Although he was not adaptable, he was a policeman after all, so people could not be looked down upon.

Zhan Zhao handed him the little white lion in his hand and said, "Help me hold it for a while, it's quite heavy."

Bai Chi looked at Zhan Zhao, reached out to pick up the little lion. The little lion tilted his head and looked at Bai Chi, sniffed on him, blinked his eyes - he smelled the other lion!

Bai Yutang looked at the box and asked, "What do you want us to see here?"

Zhao Jue nodded, reached out, pulled out a handle embedded in the lid of the box at the top of the iron box, and said to Luo Tiandao, "Open him."

Gongsun asked, "Does this need to be mentally prepared?"

"This is something I dug out from the tomb of the owner of the house." Zhao Jue smiled and said, "You will be very interested."

Everyone looked at each other, Bai Yutang nodded to Luo Tian. Luo Tian pulled up hard, pulled the lid up, moved it away, and placed it on the ground beside it.

Bai Yutang and others looked into the box and saw a piece of black velvet cloth covered with golden silk threads on it, which were complex but extremely exquisite and gorgeous...

Looking at the delicate velvet embroidery, a human figure appeared vaguely under the delicate velvet cloth. She was very small and seemed to be a child. No wonder she was hiding in such a small coffin.

"It's strange." Gongsun touched his chin and asked in confusion, "If this cloth is buried under the ground for so long, why is it still so new?"

Everyone nodded and expressed their doubts.

Zhao Jue reached out and gently lifted the red velvet cloth and said, "This... because the underneath this cloth is not a corpse at all." After that, he gently lifted it.

Everyone looked inside and wondered, and saw that it was a statue of a child, brass-colored, and the carving was vivid. It was a little girl, and her appearance was exactly the same as the girl in the family oil painting in Zhao Jue's room...

"Why do you bury the little girl's statue in your own grave?" Zhan Zhao asked in confusion.

"His daughter did not die naturally. You will understand after reading the book." Zhao Jue said, reaching out and pointing to a middle slit on the side of the little girl's bronze statue. Although it is sealed... but a very subtle front line can still be seen. There is a lock on the front line, which seems to lock the two halves of the bronze statue together...

"Hollow?" Gongsun was surprised, "Can it be opened?"

"I can't keep it." Zhao Jue smiled and said, "I haven't opened it."

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at each other and thought to himself that Zhao Jue is quite tolerant. Anyone else would be curious about this situation.

Zhao Jue saw the expressions of the two, smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong. I am indeed very curious, but because I can't predict whether the things inside will change after seeing the light, I am afraid that they will destroy important evidence, so I want to wait until you come and then take them apart.

"Do you have a key?" Gongsun asked, pointing to the lock of the bronze statue, "There is a keyhole here that seems to be unable to open without a key."

"This is also a problem." Zhao Jue said helplessly, "I demolished the entire castle, but I still found no clues to the key. I also found a few locksmiths to see it. They said that this thing is too old and is a Western thing, so it cannot be opened."

"Has this family been completely destroyed later?" Zhan Zhao asked.

"Yes." Zhao Jue nodded and said, "The information I have received is that after the end of World War II, the last heir died in a foreign land... They left their hometown very early, and the city is really hidden in the deep mountains, so it was not burned or snatched away... In addition, the surroundings of this house are really scary."

"How to scare people?" Zhan Zhao asked curiously.

"Well, have you heard of the sea of ​​trees?" Zhao Jue asked suddenly.

"Is that suicide holy place in Japan?" Bai Yutang asked.

"Well." Zhao Jue nodded and said, "I have been to Aokihara's sea of ​​trees before. I really want to feel whether there will be some unknown divine power that forces me to think of suicide. I still spent the night there, but unfortunately, I have no other feeling except that it is very cold.

Zhan Zhao shrugged and said, "That suicide fever was caused by the publication of Matsumoto Kiyoshi's "The Sea of ​​Desolate Trees". Of course, the dense woods do cause some trouble and loneliness and helplessness to people, but considering the number of suicides in Japan every year, it is actually understandable."

"There is also the case on the periphery of this castle, and the woods were specially planted by the owner." Zhao Jue shrugged, "After a hundred years of hard work, it has grown into a decent forest, so I didn't get them this time... But I also hired many people to search in the forest, except for finding a few similar corpses..." Zhao Jue stretched out his hand and pointed to the floating corpses hanging in the air, "There is no problem for the others."

Zhan Zhao frowned, "I want to find the key in the forest... it should be a fantasy, right?"

"This is not necessarily the case." Zhao Jue said, "As long as there is enough manpower and equipment, it is okay to find a needle in a haystack. I asked someone to divide the forest into different areas by square meters, separate it with yellow ribbons, and then each person is responsible for one square meter, detect the entire ground with a metal detector, and detect every tree... but I got nothing."

Everyone looked at Zhao Jue in surprise, feeling incredible - he was so serious that what Zhao Jue wanted to investigate.

"Or you might as well help me think of a solution to see if I can find that key." Zhao Jue leaned against the iron coffin, "I can do nothing anymore."

"With your personality, people have found every brick, right?" Zhan Zhao said, "If you can't find it, how can we find it?"

"Will the key be no longer at this home?" Bai Chi asked.

"It should still be there." Zhao Jue shook his head, reached out to take the broken book in Zhan Zhao's hand, opened it, turned to one of the pages, and said, "Look at what is written here, 'The Duke personally locked his glory into the bronze statue and buried it in the backyard of the family's old house. Then, he placed the key in the most conspicuous position in the house, so that his glory will never leave the family's protection."

"The most conspicuous place?" Gongsun frowned slightly, and everyone looked at each other.

"I will never leave the family..." Zhan Zhao suddenly seemed to think of something, and reached out to open the bag that Bai Chi was carrying, took out the urn, opened it, and took out the necklace.

"Ah..." Zhao Jue shouted softly, "Smart, the key is the family badge, so you can always stay with the family."

"Try it, I don't know if it's right." Zhan Zhao walked over, stuffed one end of the cross into the keyhole, and said a slight "showing off" sound, as if it was in line... Zhan Zhao was happy, pinched the cross and turned to the left, but couldn't move, and turned to the right... After ninety degrees, a "click" sound came... the copper statue shook slightly.
Chapter completed!