"Do you have something to say?"
Song Zheng looked at the backs of the group of people in front of him and asked in a low voice.
"... right."
Zhang Linsan finally felt less restrained and lowered his voice as well, saying, "I didn't hit you on purpose just now. I saw Old Xu and the others... their eyes suddenly turned black, like a monster."
"They seem to... want to kill Jiang Nuo."
Song Zheng hummed in agreement, thinking to himself, "No wonder."
However, killing Jiang Nuo is no easy task.
Recalling Zhang Linsan's subconscious reaction earlier, Song Zheng suddenly asked, " Zhang Linsan, aren't you actually the policeman?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he clearly felt the person on his back stiffen.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Hearing the words so close to his ear, Song Zheng sneered, "Your disguise is really inadequate, and you can't even hide your subconscious reactions."
"When we were opening the coffin in the tomb, everyone else spoke fluently and knowledgeably, but you didn't say a word. Clearly, you know absolutely nothing about handling the goods."
"You're the police officer, why are you saying you're your brother?"
After walking a while longer, Song Zheng kept a distance of a few meters from the person in front of him. It was only after a long time that he felt the stiffness in his back ease and heard a sigh in his ear.
"Because I'm the younger brother, my older brother is Zhang Linsan."
Song Zheng hadn't expected this, and his steps faltered slightly. "You..."
The strange appearance of Simazi flashed through his mind, and he exclaimed in horror, "You also have two souls inside your body?"
"What? No... no."
"My name is Zhang Lin. I wasn't lying to you before; I really did die while chasing a thug. The strange thing is... when I woke up, I was back in my hometown, and they called me Zhang Linsan, while my brother became Zhang Lin and is already lying in a coffin."
Recalling the incident, Zhang Lin still feels chills. "My brother and I are seven years apart, but we look very alike. He never seems to age, and people always think we're twins."
"The knife wound appeared on my brother's body. He died inexplicably in my place. I wanted to find out why, and just then, Simazi found me... saying that he knew the reason, so I disguised myself as my brother and infiltrated his gang."
Song Zheng gradually recovered from his shock, "Did Simazi say anything?"
"No."
Zhang Lin felt a chill run through him and silently hugged Song Zheng's neck tightly. "Shortly after I came in, I also developed ulcers. I went to interrogate Simazi... but... but he didn't know what I was talking about."
" Simazi is like a completely different person. He knows nothing about what happened before. I can see the difference, so I just assume he's a different person again."
The matter was left unresolved, and Zhang Lin was unable to leave the tomb. He could only live a muddled life as the older brother, secretly trying to uncover the secrets of the tomb. Unexpectedly, a turning point came.
The amount of information was a bit too much; Song Zheng needed time to process it.
"Are you the only one like this? What about the others?"
Zhang Lin shook his head on his back, then realized Song Zheng couldn't see him, and said, "I don't know. I didn't know them before, and I'm afraid that probing them rashly would expose me."
"However... I know something else."
Song Zheng: "Go ahead."
" Simazi knows who is cursed by a vengeful ghost, and there's more than one. My brother is one of them."
Clatter
Song Zheng suddenly stumbled and stepped on a dry branch.
Many people in front immediately stopped and turned to look.
Song Zheng quickly composed himself and sped up to catch up with Jiang Nuo and the other person.
Zhang Lin's sprained ankle had recovered considerably, and he walked along as if nothing had happened, but remained silent.
There are some things that can't be said now, Jiang Nuo glanced at it and then looked away.
Just then, they finally found the fourth level of the tomb chamber.
The tomb chamber was even larger than the third level, and the coffin was placed right in the middle without needing to be searched for.
The moment Jiang Nuo stepped into the tomb, she heard two screams ring out in succession.
He turned around and saw that the Scarface behind him had suddenly rolled to the ground, unable to get up, as if something was strangling his neck, and he was pulling at it painfully with his hands. The bald man next to him was in the same situation.
" Scar! What's wrong, Scar!"
Scarface stretched out his hand as if to call for help, but he died before he could even utter a sound.
" Scar! Baldy!"
The brothers only had time to grab the hand that had already fallen limply to its side.
All of this happened too fast.
Jiang Nuo blinked. "What's that on their necks?"
Upon hearing the question, some brothers immediately pried their hands away, their eyes dazzled by the dazzling array of jewels. But after seeing them clearly, their faces turned pale with horror, and they retreated in dismay.
Their necks are covered in beads!
The glittering jewels and gold were set in her neck, seemingly growing out of her skin, so densely packed that it was particularly unsettling to look at.
Si Yan noticed that the blood-red gem on Scarface's neck was exactly the same as the Corpse-Suppressing Pearl in the third coffin.
He immediately said coldly, "They stole the jewels from the third coffin."
He glanced up at the others, who were still in shock. "You're about to die, and you're still thinking about getting the goods."
The few who had also considered it but hadn't dared to act swallowed hard, half relieved and half fearful.
"No, no, don't worry, none of us took it, it won't implicate you."
"Yeah yeah."
Si Yan withdrew her gaze and walked in side by side with Jiang Nuo.
Once inside the tomb, they were able to directly perceive the sheer size of the coffin.
Jiang Nuo surveyed the distance and exclaimed in surprise, "It's a full four meters wide and five meters long! Even a corpse is sleeping in a king-size bed!"
"No, no, no."
Simazi found it extremely strange. He approached the coffin and tapped it with his pipe. "The standard size of a coffin in the world is seven feet three inches. Even if there have been some changes since ancient times, it couldn't have changed too much."
"Even the gold and silver coffins of royalty wouldn't be this big... How strange!"
"Could it be another coffin used for multiple burials?"
Simazi muttered to himself, tapping his pipe repeatedly on the underside of the coffin.
Jiang Nuo: "If you keep knocking, the ghost will wake up."
Simazi was startled and jumped three feet away. "Is there something ghostly going on here?"
"I don't know, I was just making it up."
Jiang Nuo grinned, "Since we're already here, let's open it and take a look."
"You're really bold!" Simazi refused repeatedly, shrinking into the corner and shaking his pipe. "If there's a ghost, it won't work; if there's no ghost, it won't help either. It just can't be opened!"
" A Wu, do you think what I said is right?"
A Wu nodded silently, "Yes."
Jiang Nuo said "Oh," and added, "But if we don't open the coffin... we might not be able to get out."
He stuck out a finger and poked Simazi's back; the entrance that had come in was now sealed off.
Simazi: "..."
Half a minute later, everyone worked together to push open the coffin lid, each person using every ounce of strength they had.
Jiang Nuo watched from the side, holding a red rope in case of emergency, and peered into the coffin.
"Wow..."
Jiang Nuo met the gaze of the zombie brother who had opened his eyes.
He gave an awkward but polite smile.
"Hah..." The zombie exhaled foul air, its hair standing on end.
Jiang Nuo grabbed the red rope and tied it around the zombie.
"Run!! It's a zombie!" Simazi shouted.