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Chapter 77: The Space Under the Bed

brother wasn't asleep either!Huazhou! Not bad, not bad, night owls assemble!Wu Ling happily bobbed her head, the slight irritation she had felt earlier from being unable to sleep instantly vanished up...Wu Ling took a flashlight and first looked at the walls around her.

He discovered that the walls of the room were coated with a layer of waterproofing plaster, but it was now covered with cobwebs and dust.

On the wall beside the door, there was also a nail that looked like it was used to hang clothes, with a black octagonal hat hanging on it.

Wu Ling walked closer and saw that the hat was small in size, it seemed to be a woman's hat.

He saw that the hat in front of him looked a bit old, so he couldn't help but squeeze it.

He originally wanted to see if there was a lining inside the hat, or if there were any clues hidden.

After all, some TV dramas are like that.

But Wu Ling didn't expect that the eight-cornered hat in front of him was so hard to pull.

He simply tugged lightly, and as a result, he pulled down one of the eight corners.

Wu Ling was momentarily at a loss for words, blinking in surprise. "...."

Oh my god, this thing is so flimsy

What is made in Yiwu

Is your 19.9 shirt from the same factory as mine

He glanced at the corner in his hand and then at the hat in front of him, which was missing a hole. A somewhat outlandish thought popped into his mind:

"This hat isn't staged, is it"

Seeing her younger brother standing motionless at the door, Wu Xie felt a little strange. She walked over to him and asked:

"What's wrong, Xiao Ling Did you find something"

Wu Ling was already feeling guilty for breaking someone's things, her heart was a little uneasy, and her tiny paws curled up involuntarily.

After hearing what his older brother said, he was startled and almost dropped the iron bar in his hand. He coughed and replied:

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I just found a hat."

"A hat" Wu Xie tilted his head with a hint of confusion.

"Hmm." Wu Lingxin nervously rubbed her little nose, and with a swoosh, she quickly placed the black little horn in her hand onto the top of the hat.

Then he saw that the foot was placed a little crooked, as if it could fall off at any moment.

Then, it stretched out its little paw and adjusted the position of the corner. Afterward, it quickly changed the subject.

He coughed, pointing at the desk in front of him and saying:

"Bro, let's split up. You check that desk for any clues or hints, and I'll take a look at the bookshelf over here to see if there's anything useful."

Wu Xia didn't suspect anything, and nodded in agreement. "Good," she said.

Wu Ling saw his older brother turn around, patted his chest lightly, then glanced at the corner and mourned for a second.

He decisively reached out and wiped his nose, walking toward the bookshelf beside the wooden bed.

Unbeknownst to Wu Ling, her actions of taking the brim of the hat down and putting it back up again were clearly seen by Wu Xie through the dusty mirror placed on his writing desk.

He pushed his glasses up his face with a hand, a flicker of amusement in his eyes, before turning his attention to the writing desk piled high with papers.

Wu Ling beside him also walked to the bookshelf piled with files and documents.

This bookshelf is a structure with four horizontal wooden planks inside.

Five spaces were crammed full of miscellaneous items, including files, folders, and some scattered newspapers along with crumpled balls of paper.

Wu Ling looked at these things, as if she had gained some experience from the bookshelf upstairs.

He first pulled out some books from inside and placed them on the ground, then leisurely plopped down on his bottom.

He pulled out several documents from inside, held them in his hand, puffed out his cheeks to blow away the dust and cobwebs on top, then flipped through them one by one.

The things in these papers are incredibly messy, even more so than the bookshelf on the second floor with over twenty love letters.

Inside, there are not only electricity and water bills but also some scribbled, seemingly random numbers.

There are still some characters that look like practice writing.

Even Wu Ling found a yellow book and a square object that women would use inside.

At first, Wu Ling didn't quite understand what this little thing was. When he took it apart and saw the shape on top...

Wu Ling's face flushed instantly.

He may not have eaten pork, but he has seen pigs run!

After confirming what was in his hand, Wu Ling's movements were like claws being burned as he hurriedly wrapped the thing up again.

Then he quickly stuffed the package into those papers that he had already looked at with his paws.

And even some were trying to cover it up by putting a piece of paper on top.

Only after confirming that she couldn't see this, Wu Ling let out a breath of relief. She patted her chest shyly, her face flushed red, and thought to herself:

"Ignorance is no excuse, ignorance is no excuse, don't blame, don't blame."

Wu Ling muttered to herself for a while, and then the somewhat shy feelings in her heart finally calmed down.

He blushed, sat on the ground for two or three seconds, reached out and patted his face, then picked up those documents and flipped through them one by one.

How long had passed, time was unknown.

Wu Ling flipped through every sheet of paper on the bookshelf, but she couldn't find any useful information.

He reached out and rubbed his shoulders, moving his stiff back a few times, letting out a low sigh from his mouth. He turned his head and asked Wu Xie:

"Bro, did you find anything useful"

Wu Xiaoyi beside him was still flipping through the messy papers on his writing desk.

After hearing Wu Ling's words, he pushed his glasses up his face and shook his head with a somewhat disappointed expression.

"No, these papers although they look like a lot, are just useless things."

The two looked at each other and then sighed in unison.

Wu Ling's body leaned back, collapsing directly onto the bookshelf. She looked like a boneless little salted fish, limp and soft. However, her mind was racing.

"Based on the current situation, the clue to solving this mystery is most likely located in this basement."

"But we haven't found any useful information in this basement so far. Could it be that we overlooked something crucial"

He thought here, habitually tapped the floor with his fingertips, and in his mind arranged the things they had found.

That face, which was once cute and innocent, now wore a hint of seriousness and maturity. It almost looked like a different person altogether.

"If we were to retrace our steps, it all started when my brother and I arrived. We saw a dark figure at the window on the second floor."

"That shadow was probably deliberately standing by the second-floor window to attract our attention. Its purpose was to lure us to the second floor, where we would discover the secret passage under the podium and follow it down to this basement."

Thinking of this, Wu Ling added another sentence in her heart:

But there should be more than one secret passage on the second floor, otherwise the shadow wouldn't have disappeared for no reason. There should be other secret passages on the second floor.

"Then after coming to this basement, my brother and I didn't initially notice there was another secret room here, but were instead drawn to the corpse that was already there."

"If it weren't for the sudden commotion here, I think my brother and I would have spent a little more time on the corpse."

"However, this doesn't rule out the possibility of hidden clues on the corpse. We can always take another look later."

"And there should be another hiding place in this room or hallway, otherwise the shadow wouldn't have disappeared for no reason."

But let's not talk about where the shadow is hiding for now. The most important thing is that since the shadow led us to this room, it must have a purpose.

"What is he trying to make us do Or... what is he trying to make us find"

From the very beginning, that shadow has been guiding them here, which means there must be something unusual about this house.

Wu Ling thought about this, her fingertips tapping on the floor came to a halt, and her gaze unconsciously swept around the entire room.

It's not on the bed, it's not on the bookshelf, and it's not on the desk. Where else could it be hiding

What are some places that can hide things well and are very discreet, not easily found by others

He looked around at his surroundings, thinking to himself, if he were to hide something, where would he put it

Unknowingly, Wu Ling's gaze slowly fell to the floor under the bed.

Based on his past experience hiding things, the most conspicuous but also the most secretive place would be under his own bed.

Because not many normal people would crawl on the floor and peek under the bed to see if there are any snacks or treasures hidden there.

Moreover, according to certain TV dramas or novel plots, there is usually a secret passage or a space used to store some valuable things under the bed.

Wu Ling licked her lips, shining the flashlight over there. She hadn't held out much hope at first, but her eyes suddenly lit up.

Although the floor beneath the bed was covered in dust, there were clear signs of wear and tear, as if the bed frame had been moved frequently.

"Wuhu, does this count as me guessing the right answer"

Wu Ling raised an eyebrow and whistled at Wu Xie beside her.

By the time Wu Xie heard the sound and turned around, he had raised his chin towards the bed and muttered something.

"Report, sir. Possible discovery of enemy base. Shall we investigate"

When Wu Xie heard Wu Ling's words, he was initially puzzled. But when he thought back to what they had said outside the door, he immediately understood and stood up.

"Found it"

"Mm." Wu Ling nodded, pushing herself up from the ground and walking towards the bed. "I think so."

After a moment, the two stood by the bed.

Wu Ling glanced at the dark stain on the wooden bed, which looked like blood. She then sniffed the musty smell coming from the bed.

After a second of internal struggle, he resolutely averted his gaze, reaching out to grab the corner of Wu Xie's shirt and looking at him sideways. His voice was slightly flirtatious as he called out:

"Bro~"

“...”

He twitched the corner of his mouth, lowering his head to look at the mischievous expression on his younger brother's face. He knew he was hiding something.

He glanced again at the dog paw that kept poking him on his waist.

He didn't say anything, just reached out and gently squeezed the small salted fish in front of him who was trying to shirk work. His tone was somewhat indulgent: "Little rascal."

Wu Ling obediently grinned: "Hee hee ~"

A moment later.

Wu Ling held a large black backpack in her arms, looking at Wu Xie with bright eyes and babbling excitedly:

"Come on, big brother! You're the best! You're awesome!"

Wu Xie: "..."

He was flustered by Wu Ling's somewhat embarrassing words, his ears turning a faint red. He helplessly turned his head to glance at him, but didn't say anything.

He fixed his gaze on the bed board, hands resting on its edge. With a sudden push, he lunged forward.

"Creak—"

All that could be heard was the extremely shrill sound of wood scraping against the floor.

The entire bed frame was pushed by Wu diagonally to the corner wall, creating a large open space.

Under the bed frame are cobwebs, there's nothing else.

But the dust on the floor was stirred up by the movement, scattering it slightly and revealing a few distinct scratch marks underneath the bedboards.

Wu crouched down on the ground, preparing to tap the floor with her hand to see if there was any space beneath it.

As he crouched down, he discovered a large patch of foul-smelling black filth on the floor, emitting a faint stench of death.

Wu Ling next to him was exceptionally perceptive. He took the small stick he had been holding and handed it to Wu Xie, saying seriously, "Commander, your imperial sword."

Wu Xie twitched the corner of her mouth and tapped the finger on this child possessed by an actor.

But he also cooperated and took the 'sword', saying in his mouth, "Retreat."

Wu Ling immediately clasped her hands together and bowed slightly. "Yes," she said.

Wu Xie looked at him with amusement, a smile curling at the corners of her lips.

He lightly tapped the floor with the "sword" in his hand, where the floor was covered by black bloodstains.

knock knock knock—

Suddenly, a dull yet echoing sound came from the ground where he was pounding.n wasn't on the wound, so he didn't feel how much it hurt.But now, his attention was focused on the wound. Suddenly, it stabbed him with pain and he almost threw the 'corn' in his hand away."Almost a...

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