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Chapter 425 Red Head Village (4)

I feel that things have become clear.

The script of the "game" is not particularly complicated every time. The plot volume seems to be just right.

But when I saw the power station on the hill, I thought of the power outage at the beginning of the copy and the subsequent power outages, and when I was hurriedly called to the power station, I felt that things were not that simple.

That person...

I searched through my vision and couldn't find the man who called Secretary Tang to the power station at that time.

Everyone searched the village with anxiety and doubts, but could not find Secretary Tang's body.

As the sky gets darker, everyone's panic is replaced by fatigue and boredom.

"I think Secretary Tang's body would not be in the Ding family's coffin, right?" a man complained.

Some nodded, and some shook their heads.

"I" became angry and retorted.

Anyone who carried the coffin that day could prove that the weight of the coffin was normal and it was impossible for it to contain two people.

Secretary Tang’s son asked, “What is the house on the mountain for?”

“That’s a power station.”

"I haven't found it there yet?"

"It's so late, let's go and look for it tomorrow." One person objected.

When I saw that this was the person who called Secretary Tang that day? His eyes flashed, and his eyes turned too obviously.

Secretary Tang’s son was not a fool, so he immediately suspected him.

"After one night, I don't know what will happen! Let's go now! For my father's sake, please help me find it. I'll invite everyone to drink and have a meal."

As soon as he said this, many people agreed, not knowing whether it was for his first half or the second half.

That person was even more panicked.

But the minority obeys the majority, and he alone cannot stop the majority of people's opinions.

A group of people were in a vast and powerful manner. They called the flashlight and arrived on the hill.

The last trace of the sunset disappeared. The power station was like a monster standing in the dark, waiting to choose a fat and eat it.

The light from the flashlight did not gather, and everyone looked around to find Secretary Tang's body. The light swayed and intertwined, making people a little confused.

There was no clue seen outside the power station. Secretary Tang's son pushed the iron gate of the power station, but unexpectedly the chains on it were just hung and not locked.

The man who had opposed it had been in my sight before. After seeing the iron door being opened, his face changed drastically, he shrank his neck and gradually retreated.

I was very anxious, but Xiao Ding didn't notice anything and followed the crowd.

The rusty iron door creaked and was slowly pushed open. The iron chain was hung on it, making a ding-clang sound. The two sounds overlapped together, giving people a strange feeling.

Secretary Tang's son paused, and his wife hugged his arm, as if she was a little scared.

But the two walked in.

The power station is not big, only three or four times larger than the farmyard. It is backed by the mountain. There is a small room in front of it, and it is the previous office. If wood furniture is left inside, the body will definitely not be hidden. The transmission line next to it is very high, making it a tall tower standing on the hill.

The door of the power station was not locked, and there was also such a sour sound when pushed open. This sound was still echoing inside the power station.

The hydropower used in this power station uses water from a live spring on the mountain to generate electricity. Because of its age, the power station is very simple, like a warehouse, with the ground full of generator sets, and the space above is a water-connected pipeline.

As soon as everyone rushed in, the flashlight illuminated the generator set.

I have the protagonist read the interpretation of the nameplate on the generator, but I am afraid that this unreliable protagonist will miss something, so I carefully read the nameplate.

The light shone, and everyone was curious about these dust-filled generators.

Secretary Tang’s son was really looking for his father’s body, but there was no place to hide the body in this room.

A group of people searched here and decided to leave.

"Xiao Tang, let's look for it tomorrow during the day." The villagers advised.

Secretary Tang’s son had no other choice.

This scene seemed to have passed like this. My vision went dark, and there was a narration that indicated that I was going home to sleep.

I heard some noises in the darkness. It seemed that Xiao Ding had a nightmare again, and could hear the woman's crying, followed by some strange whistling sounds.

Xiao Ding got up in a daze, listened for a while, and gradually woke up.

At this time, I gained the right to move freely.

I didn't feel relaxed, but became nervous.

The light switch cannot be turned on this time.

I found a flashlight in the room and also found a family photo of the Ding family. The family of three looked very happy. Apart from that, there was nothing else in this room.

When I pushed the door out, I heard those sounds again. I didn’t have the hearing of Gu Mo, but the yard was so big, the front yard was flat, unobstructed, and I found the living room and Ding Ma’s room, but I didn’t find anything. I passed the kitchen, toilet, and came to the back of the bungalow. The sound ended abruptly.

I hesitated for a while before slowly walking over.

A pile of Mars slowly extinguished.

No one or monsters were seen.

I walked over, picked up the dead branches next to me, fiddled with the pile of ashes, and pulled out the sleeves of a piece of clothing.

"Isn't this my father's clothes?"

I looked at the prompt words in front of me and frowned secretly.

There was nothing else in the ashes except Dad Ding's clothes that were not completely burned.

Who would burn Ding’s father’s clothes here?

I thought of an answer.

Throwing away the dead branches, I stood up and could still move.

I never noticed it again at Ding's house. At this moment, I saw a light floating across the courtyard wall.

I walked carefully to the gate of the yard and opened a crack in the door.

The person who walked over was not a ghost, but a person holding a flashlight. Looking at the background and clothes, he was Secretary Tang's son.

What is he going to do so late?

I thought about it for a while, turned off the flashlight, opened the door and went out, and quietly followed the light.

Secretary Tang’s son did not want to go to the power station, but gently knocked on the door of a family.

He knocked once every once in a while, and it lasted for about ten minutes. A trembling "Who" came from behind the door.

"It's me, Xiao Tang." Secretary Tang's son replied in a low voice.

The people inside the room seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and opened the door.

Secretary Tang's son kept turning on the flashlight, so that I, who was hiding beside me, could see the face of the doorkeeper clearly. It was the suspicious man who might know the secret of the power station.

"Uncle Zhao Er, can I go in and talk to you?" said Secretary Tang's son.

"Oh... come in." Uncle Zhao Er was a little reluctant, but he still gave in.

I saw that the two of them had entered, and I could still move, so I circled around Uncle Zhao's house and found a dilapidated back door. Uncle Zhao's house was obviously not rich, and the house was disrepaired for a long time, so it was easy to go in and listen to the wall.

In my vision, an introduction about Zhao Er Uncle also appeared: the widower, three wives died one after another, and the elderly in the family also died and sold out all the land at home. There were also brothers and sisters, but because he defeated his wife and was poor, he did not interact with him often. He followed Secretary Tang's leader, did some errands for Secretary Tang, and barely had enough food and clothing.
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