Chapter 67: The Shadow Man

As soon as Xiao You saw Zhong Kui, he recognized her and shouted: "The sister who paints with me."

Zhong Kui smiled and walked toward him, squatting beside him: "Do you like the sketchbook I gave you, Xiao You?"

Xiao You pursed his lips and said: "I like it."

"Can you paint more pictures for me to see?"

Xiao You responded happily: "Of course I can!"

As he spoke, he took out a pen and began to paint in a decent manner.

Soon a small stick figure appeared on the paper.

"Who is this?"

"This is Xiao You," Xiao You said, and began to draw many black lines vigorously on the side, "This is Uncle Long-Legs."

"Can you draw a mother?" Zhong Kui continued.

Xiao You immediately drew a stick figure with braids, the same as the one in the sketchbook before.

"Xiao You, why is Uncle Long-Legs different from others?" Zhong Kui asked softly.

Xiao You was still circling and drawing on the paper with great interest, saying: "Uncle Long-Legs is black." As he spoke, he continued to use the black crayon to keep drawing on that messy black cluster.

"Is the face also black?"

"Hm, the face is black, the clothes are black, and the hands are black," Xiao You nodded seriously and said.

Zhong Kui patted Xiao You's head: "What a good boy."

She stood up and turned to Lv Xiuxia: "I'm here to find you."

"Find me?" Lv Xiuxia was very surprised.

Zhong Kui raised the corner of her mouth and handed her a black envelope: "If you want Xiao You to stay in Nancheng, do as it says."

Lv Xiuxia unfolded the envelope suspiciously, only to see a black card inside with gold-stamped characters reading "Invitation."

When she looked up again, Zhong Kui was already gone.

Qi Fei was in front of his computer, repeatedly watching the footage shot by Sha Gou. The black shadow that flashed past behind the door, no matter how much he slowed it down, could not see the person's appearance clearly.

His eyes were sore from looking at the screen for too long, and Qi Fei couldn't help but pinch the bridge of his nose.

A cup of hot coffee was placed in front of him.

Zhong Kui appeared in front of him at some point, looking at the black shadow on the computer screen.

She placed Xiao You's painting right under Qi Fei's nose.

The messy black cluster in the painting regarding Uncle Long-Legs made Qi Fei's memory fresh.

"Isn't it exactly the same as the person Sha Gou filmed?" Zhong Kui said with a smile.

Qi Fei, however, had no interest: "This person who entered Room 301 is very likely the murderer, and they just brushed past us like this. Even if Sha Gou's hand holding the camera had been steady for half a second, maybe we could have seen this person's face clearly."

"At first, I thought Yue Fengsheng's death was because his alcoholism offended many people, and someone used Xiao You to take revenge on him. However, that video recommended by Sha Gou really helped a lot," Zhong Kui said, "I borrowed Xiao Qiu's computer and watched that video many times, and found that this person is really a fellow traveler with me."

Qi Fei was curious to hear Zhong Kui say this: "A fellow traveler with you? Also a charlatan, a Great Immortal?"

Zhong Kui rolled her eyes: "Heh, this is my means of making a living; you don't have to be so sarcastic. I'm referring to the rhetoric. This person threw out a phenomenon that is difficult to explain, which is the fact that people often die in Guiyue Apartment. Human nature is to believe that all things eventually have an explanation. When things become difficult to answer, supernatural things like curses and ghosts become the most convenient reasons. It sounds outrageous, but in fact, it works every time; nine out of ten people will believe it. Even you, let me see, occasionally waver too."

As she spoke, Zhong Kui stared at Qi Fei with an expression of seeing through him.

Qi Fei had no time to pay attention to her sarcasm and thought seriously about her words, saying: "You are playing mystery every day to make money, then what is this person's purpose in inciting everyone's panic? Why is he so concerned about Guiyue Apartment?"

"Ha! Brother Fei, you're outdated, isn't traffic money?" Wu Shanqiu had been listening for a long time and finally interjected.

"Sigh, it's all eating human blood buns," Qi Fei said unhappily.

"Otherwise, why would your Captain Liu invite me to join you? We have to catch that real ghost!" Zhong Kui said conceitedly, "By the way, there is one question that has never been explained: why did this shadow man go to Room 301? If Sha Gou went to explore for the sake of grabbing attention, what was the shadow man for?"

"Let's go! Go to Room 301 again," Qi Fei said.

"Wait, Brother Fei, it's about to rain," Wu Shanqiu muttered.

Qi Fei didn't listen to her, and he was already walking downstairs.

Wu Shanqiu was helpless and had to take her things and go down together.

Just as they arrived at the entrance of Guiyue Apartment, they met Zhao Xiaozhen again. As soon as she saw Zhong Kui, she greeted her enthusiastically: "Great Immortal, when will you set up the copper coin array you mentioned last time? I can't sleep day or night in this building."

Zhong Kui said: "Has it been quiet upstairs these past two days?"

Zhao Xiaozhen nodded like a garlic pounder: "Yes, yes, yes, our family members are all strange; why did it suddenly become quiet?"

"Because we have sealed off the scene," Qi Fei finally couldn't help but interject, saying to Zhao Xiaozhen, "Look, ghosts are also afraid of the police."

"Sigh, it's really pitiful when you think about it. Old Yu was a good person, and Ai Li Li was also a miserable person. How did they end up like this?" Zhao Xiaozhen sighed.

Just as they were talking, He Zhixin happened to open the door and come out. Seeing so many people standing at the door, he was stunned for a moment, then asked Qi Fei: "Regarding Old Yu's matter, have you found out who did it?"

Qi Fei looked at He Zhixin, who looked concerned, and said puzzledly: "Hm? When Yue Fengsheng died, you didn't care at all. How come you're suddenly concerned about Old Yu's case?"

"This Lao He is buddies with Old Yu," Zhao Xiaozhen snatched the words before He Zhixin, then said sympathetically to He Zhixin, "Sigh, I see you've been in a bad mood these past two days. I told Li Li, let's go perform a ritual for that girl who died back then. They were right; our building is really unlucky."

He Zhixin frowned and was about to say something else when Zhou Li's voice came from the room: "Lao He, I'm finished eating."

As soon as he heard it, he immediately went back into the room.

Seeing the strange expressions of the few people, Zhao Xiaozhen laughed: "Lao He is a twenty-four-filial good husband. Li Li is going to exercise after eating, and the dishwashing and cleaning are all Lao He's. He's obediently going back to wash the dishes!"

After chatting with Zhao Xiaozhen, just as the three were about to go upstairs, the door to Room 101 opened, and He Zhixin opened the door once again.

His face was very pale, and he seemed to be under great pressure: "That, Officer Qi..." he stammered.

"Is there a clue?" Qi Fei guessed eight or nine points as soon as he saw this look.

He Zhixin suddenly raised his head and looked at Qi Fei's face, asking foolishly: "Are you sure the one in the trash can is Old Yu?"

"Why do you ask?" Qi Fei immediately withdrew his foot from the steps and walked to He Zhixin's side. ===== CHAPTER 68 =====