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Chapter 112 This is a haunted house

Jiang Xiao had a black thread at the end, and finally had to admit that what he said made sense.

"My grandparents call me Xiaoxiao."

This nickname can only be called by the closest family.

"Xiaoxiao?" Meng Xinian looked at her.

Well, it's indeed a little girl.

"Then I will call you Xiaoxiao."

Things will not hesitate, but you will be afraid of changes.

Meng Xinian brought up the things Hu Xibing prepared and said, "Xinzi, Xiaoxiao, let's go."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, Jiang Xiao couldn't help but look at him in surprise.

He even changed his voice and dialect.

I used to speak very standard Mandarin, and the voice was extremely magnetic, but now it is a slightly dumb voice with a dialect accent.

"Sister-in-law, follow your brother." Zhao Xin walked in front and couldn't help but look back at Jiang Xiao with some concern.

Jiang Xiao turned her head and looked at Hu Xibing outside the tea shop door, and clearly saw his worries and nervousness.

Are they all afraid of her making mistakes?

Jiang Xiao pursed her lips.

She won't make mistakes, she just increases their trust and sends Meng Ebu and Zhao Xin in, and she can leave, right?

The three of them walked through the dark alley again.

The Chu family is at the end of the dark alley.

Seeing that room, Jiang Xiao's pupils suddenly shrank slightly.

It's this haunted house!

She remembered that she came to the town when she was in junior high school in her previous life. When she walked here, someone said that this house was a haunted house! It was said that a murder occurred here at that time, several people died, and many soldiers came, which was very sensational. However, the military and police surrounded the circle, and were not allowed to look, ask or discuss, and the atmosphere was suppressed for a long time.

Therefore, except for the few households living here, this dark alley has no choice but to pass by others. Anyway, it is just a little detour.

Jiang Xiao was an anomaly at that time.

There is no rumor that there is a water ghost in Wuming River, and she is not afraid of the so-called haunted house. So she has walked through this alley many times and is not afraid of this haunted house in her heart.

If she hadn't seen it now and was associated with their mission this time, she would have never thought about it for a moment!

Meng Xinian was suddenly held by a slender hand, and he stopped and looked at Jiang Xiao inquiringly.

Could it be that this little girl was scared and retreated and wanted to go back on her word?

Jiang Xiao's throat was astringent and she asked in a low voice: "Have many people died in this house...before?"

Meng Xinian was stunned. What's the problem?

"As far as we know, there is no. The Chu family has lived here for generations, and nothing major happened."

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that the little girl's palm was wet.

Jiang Xiao was really sweating in cold sweat at this moment.

If there was no murder in this house before, then the so-called haunted house in the last life, many people died, referring to this time, right? Is it today?

Did she fall into a big pit?

It's a big pit that will kill you!

Meng Xinian instantly noticed the stiffness of her body.

What's wrong with this?

She was obviously fearless before.

Jiang Xiao was right. The soldiers who participated in this mission in their previous life could not gain the trust of the murderers because they could not find the cousin's wife pretending to be the candidate. Target No. 3 did not open the door. They didn't know the situation in the house and the hostages. The other party refused to go out after he was dead. In the end, they had to attack.

As a result, both hostages were killed by the brutal target No. 2.

The chief wife died particularly tragic. When the old man saw his daughter's death, he couldn't stand the stimulation and did not breathe up and went there.
Chapter completed!
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