Chapter 18 Pretending to be a ghost

Since Han Fei felt a little embarrassed in this incident, there were only three people participating this time.

However, Han Fei was still worried about how the three of them could use this method to get away with it? Although the sayings of ghosts and gods have always been deeply rooted in people's hearts, Mrs. Hu is not necessarily a fool.

"Although this matter is feasible, how can we be sure he believes it?"

His fingers hit the table again and again, and the sky became dim, and there was not much time left before they could move.

Zhang Liang glanced at Han Fei, then looked at Yang Yu and looked at him and kept silent.

Yang Yu also found it a little funny when facing Han Fei's question.

But I think I understand Han Fei's thoughts. After all, Han Fei doesn't know his methods, and I don't know what method he will use to achieve this goal.

After reaching out and patting Han Fei on the shoulder, Yang Yu expressed his thoughts.

"You don't have to worry about this. Just wait until you watch their performance in the evening. The three of us can buy some melon seeds and sit there to watch the show."

Of course, it is impossible to buy melon seeds, it is just a metaphor. Yang Yu’s main purpose is to make Han Fei relax a little, after all, Han Fei is a little nervous at this moment.

As a gentleman, Han Fei never thought that one day this would be the trick.

However, in order to solve the case smoothly, this kind of trick can also be tried. After all, this may be the least time-consuming and effortless method.

When Han Fei heard Yang Yu say that they could sit down to watch the show, he was a little surprised and frowned and asked, "Who will do this when we watch the show? Aren't we the three of us?"

The man looked at Han Fei inexplicably, dipped his fingers in tea leaves and drew a miniature villain on the table.

If you look closely, you can also see that this villain has a nose and eyes, but if you don’t look carefully, it will be just a general circle. Han Fei was a little confused by Yang Yu’s hand. He didn’t know what Yang Yu wanted to do.

"Wait until night, you will know." Yang Yu withdrew his finger and looked at the window next to him.

After Zhang Liang coughed, he looked at the villain painting on Yang Yu's desktop, thinking about something.

Time soon came to night.

Mrs. Hu has been feeling a little nervous recently. She has never been there since Han Fei came that day. Mrs. Hu didn't know whether Han Fei gave up this case or found other ways to solve the case.

Recently, after meeting with Meiren Hu, Mrs. Hu talked about this matter and learned from Meiren Hu that Han Fei had tested Mrs. Hu's route of action.

This discovery made Mrs. Hu even more worried. She always felt that Han Fei must have made some plans, otherwise it would be impossible for no sound to be heard for so long.

When night fell, he asked all the maids next to him to retreat and stayed alone in the bedroom.

His husband's body is now lying honestly in the coffin.

Looking at the bed where her husband once died, Mrs. Hu was a little worried for a moment.

He didn't want to live in this room, but there were too many eyeliners outside, and it has been rumored outside that he and his husband are not in harmony. If he doesn't live here and is known by someone who is interested, he will definitely make a fuss for him.

The candlelight shook slightly.

In addition to the bed, there is also a chaise longue in this room. After Mrs. Hu was lying on the chaise longue for a while, she looked at the candle shaking on the table and was stunning.

I don’t know if it was Mrs. Hu’s illusion, just as she was focusing on the shaking candlelight, she suddenly realized that the light of the candlelight seemed to have turned green.

However, this change happened in an instant, and the color he ordered was restored to normal. Mrs. Hu thought she was too tired and dazzled.

Just as I was about to relax, the window was blown open by the wind.

In an instant, the unique coolness of the night invaded the entire room, making Mrs. Hu feel a little uncomfortable.

Maybe it was because the wind was too strong. If the windows were blown out the moment they were opened, the whole room would fall into a strange darkness.

In this darkness, Mrs. Hu could not hear anything except her own breath, and the entire mansion was as quiet as if it was dead.

Mrs. Hu tried to speak out and called her personal maid, "Cuicui!"

However, no matter how Mrs. Hu shouted, no one answered, as if Mrs. Hu was left alone in this room. The more Mrs. Hu thought about it, the more she felt nervous, and she was about to open the door and leave.

But when Mrs. Hu put her hand on the door bolt, she found that the door was locked from the outside.

There were also a little strange sound around. The sound was not like an ordinary wind sound, but more like a person's whimper, and that person's voice was a little deeper.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but Mrs. Hu always feels that this voice is particularly similar to the voice of her dead husband.

Looking around, Mrs. Hu could not see anything except the darkness. Coupled with the constant sound, Mrs. Hu's heart fell to the bottom.

"Who are you? Don't pretend to be a ghost!" Mrs. Hu's voice was trembling, but she still had to pretend to be tough, and looked at the dark air with her back against the gate.

Although Mrs. Hu was a little confused, he thought that someone must be pretending to be a ghost, otherwise this would not have happened.

Soon Mrs. Hu thought of Han Fei.

"Is it you? I didn't expect that the dignified Korean Ninth Prince would do such a despicable thing!"

Just as Mrs. Hu's voice had just fallen, a figure floated in from the window.

The figure looked very thin and didn't look like an ordinary person at all, because he came in quietly. The reason why Mrs. Hu could see him was because he emitted a faint white light in the darkness.

When he saw the figure's face, Mrs. Hu could no longer hold it back and squatted down and hugged her head tightly.

Originally, Mrs. Hu thought that someone was coming to scare him and wanted to get some information from him, but when she saw the person's face, she suddenly realized that this person's fate was his husband who was lying in the coffin.

You should know that all the shrouds on his husband were worn by Mrs. Hu, so he naturally recognized it.

Since Mrs. Hu didn't want the case to continue, he took advantage of the source of the soil and nailed the coffin with a nail, which was very firmly nailed.
Chapter completed!