Chapter 350 Exactly the Same Handwriting

The girl was wearing casual clothes and looked a lot more haggard. She seemed to have a lot of grievances in her heart. After pulling me into the room, she sat by the bed alone.

Since accepting her commission, I have never taken the initiative to look for her. Maybe in this girl's eyes, I may have given up on her commission.

I can understand this feeling. It is clear that I have put all my hopes on it, but I get nothing in return.

Sitting next to the girl, the light pink sheets were neatly spread, and the girl's fragrance lingered on the soft mattress.

I moved my body towards where Xia Qingzhi was sitting, and didn't stop until my shoulders were together. I turned to look at her.

She is 1.65 meters tall, but is much thinner than expected. Her shoulders are shaking instinctively due to the approach of the opposite sex. She wants to leave, but she feels that she has no reason to do so, and an indescribable conflict arises in her heart.

"Actually, I originally planned to come to you." My eyes were fixed on Xia Qingzhi's slightly pale face. The girl was the second person besides me who knew about the existence of the underworld show. It can also be said that she was my guide. , without her I would not be the host of the underworld show, and maybe now I would just be an adult shop owner waiting to die.

Xia Qingzhi's shoulders were shaking more and more violently, and she was trying her best to stay calm.

"I read your diary. You should know that I will go out late at night after a while, right?" I sighed: "You have seen me in such a mess, you have seen me looking like I am about to collapse from exhaustion. You have also seen me covered in wounds and my clothes stained red with blood. There is mud mixed with flesh and blood under my feet, and there are ferocious and strange ghosts behind me. Sometimes I can’t even believe my own shadow. I can only see Looking at the crescent moon above my head and feeling the bone-chilling pain made me sure I was still alive."

"I have no choice but to fight to my death. Your brother is missing, but there are still people who can remember him. If one day I disappear, there will be no trace of me in this world."

I was very surprised as to why I said these words to Xia Qingzhi. Maybe it was because I had been holding on to the underworld show for too long, and I also wanted to find someone to talk to.

The girl seemed to understand something, and the room suddenly fell silent. After more than a minute, her shoulders stopped shaking, and she leaned firmly against me, and she could faintly hear extremely suppressed sobs.

"I saw your wanted poster on TV that day, and I was terrified. There was thunder and lightning outside, and there were police cars everywhere..."

From Xia Qingzhi's words, I could hear her worry and fear, and I could understand her feelings.

I have Liu Xiazi, Er Gou, Tie Ningxiang and other trustworthy people around me, but around her, the only person who believes in her is me.

"It's okay. All that has passed. After this month of investigation, I have made new progress regarding your brother." I turned my head and glanced at the door. I guessed that Xia Qingzhi's parents were lying at the door eavesdropping. , so he signaled Xia Qingzhi to be silent, took a pen and paper from the table and wrote: "Your brother is probably not dead. I found a little information about him in a special place."

I took out the piece of paper money from my pocket. I didn't let Xia Qingzhi touch it, for fear that she would be contaminated with dirty things: "Look at the sentence on the back, can you identify whose handwriting it is?"

"Save me, Xia Chi, save me."

There is not even a punctuation mark between the six words behind the paper money. If you break the sentence at different positions, you can get completely different meanings.

This sentence may be written by Xia Chi to someone else, or it may be written by another person to Xia Chi, but no matter how you explain it, it can at least explain one thing-this piece of paper money is related to Xia Chi.

Xia Qingzhi saw the crooked words on the paper money that looked like they were written with her eyes closed. After a while, she raised her head. Her expression was very strange, which made me a little nervous: "Do you recognize these words? Tell me quickly, who wrote it!"

Xia Qingzhi took the pen in my hand and wrote something on the textbook with his left hand.

I walked closer to her and looked at it. I originally thought she would write someone's name, but who knew she actually re-wrote the six words on the paper money.

"Save me, Xia Chi, save me."

Six identical words, exactly the same handwriting!

"Did you write these six words?!" I couldn't believe that the handwriting on the paper money was exactly the same as Xia Qingzhi's own handwriting.

There is a bit of elegance in the scribbling, and it was written quickly with the left hand in a very short time.

The pen in my hand fell to the ground. I left Xia Qingzhi without any hesitation and stood on the other side of the room, watching her warily.

It’s not that I’m being too cautious. Anyone who has anything to do with the underworld show cannot be underestimated. This mysterious organization is too scary.

"Listen to me..." Xia Qingzhi was shocked when he saw my reaction and rubbed his red and swollen eyes: "These words are exactly the same as what I wrote with my left hand, but I have never written money on paper. This sentence has been written on the Internet! I can guarantee it!"

Xia Qingzhi said it categorically, and she had no reason to deceive me. I narrowed my eyes and even used my judgment eye to scan the girl's body carefully.

She blushed when I glanced at her with a slightly burning gaze, but she didn't try to hide it, and instead straightened her chest.

"This shy girl doesn't look like someone from the underworld show in any way, but why did the person wearing the paper mask in room 443 throw out the paper money at the last moment?" I couldn't think of it. Explanation, a dozen speculations came to mind.

"He is Xia Chi. He was afraid of being exposed, so he used his sister's handwriting?"

"The people in the house know Xia Qingzhi and Xia Chi, so they used Xia Qingzhi's handwriting to lure Xia Chi into taking the bait?"

"It's also possible that the person locked in room 443 is the real Xia Qingzhi, and the one in front of me has been replaced?"

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The deeper I thought about it, the more chilled I felt, as if my body was sinking in the deep sea, and the airtight darkness was about to suffocate me.

The girl noticed something strange about me, stood up in a hurry and walked to my side. She hesitated and grabbed my wrist: "Although the words on the paper money are the same as mine, they are definitely not written by me. If I want to lie to you, I would never write those six words in front of you with my left hand."

What Xia Qingzhi said makes sense. If she really wanted to lie to me, she could just say she didn't know. There was no need to deliberately show this to me.

I nodded and relaxed my tense nerves: "Your brother's matter is very complicated. I am still investigating. It will take time to know the answer. In addition, remember, don't despair at any time, even if One day I disappeared too.”

After saying this, I put away the paper money, burned the pieces of paper and prepared to leave, but my hand was still tightly held by Xia Qingzhi. I tried to break free, but failed.

"Anything else?"

The girl seemed to have finally made a decision: "Can you take me with you next time you go out? I promise not to cause any trouble to you."

"No." I shook my head resolutely: "We will both die if we take you with us."

I pulled Xia Qingzhi's hand away and walked away. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Xia Qingzhi's parents standing at the door in embarrassment.

"Uncle and aunt, you came just in time. I think we should sit down and talk about some things." Xia Qingzhi was called, and the four of them sat in the living room, the atmosphere was solemn.

"What's there to talk about? You two are six or seven years apart in age. There's no way I can agree!" Xia Qingzhi's mother was the first to break the deadlock. What she said made Xia Qingzhi blush with shame and stamp her feet anxiously.

"Her mother and I have similar opinions. Qingzhi is too young and often goes to your adult shop. How will she meet people in the future? If you two are sincere, then give each other some time and wait until Qingzhi graduates from college."

Dad Xia has a pretty good temper and remains rational.

"You two, you really misunderstood." I looked at the heat rising in the tea cup, and my eyes became sharp: "Uncle and aunt, don't you two have any impression at all? Don't you feel that there is something missing in your life? Does a person exist?”

"What do you mean? After you deceived my daughter, you want to deceive us?" Xia Qingzhi's mother snorted coldly. If Xia's father hadn't stopped her, she would have kicked me out.

"I didn't want to lie to you, I just wanted to help Xia Qingzhi prove something. There was indeed another person in your family!"