You have the right not to speak.

Zhou Qinchao and Tu Bin stopped and looked around warily. Their eyes swept through the dark corners, looking for any signs of hidden danger. Just then, they noticed that something seemed to be flickering on the wall, as faint and mysterious as the stars in the night sky.

Zhou Qinchao's heart was in his throat. He stared at the flickering objects, trying to identify what they were. These flickering lights looked so strange in the dark that they reminded people of scenes from various horror stories. However, when they got closer, they found that these flickering objects were actually some ancient portraits.

These portraits have lost their original colors and become dull. But from the outlines, it can still be seen that the characters in the paintings are different. Some look kind and gentle, while others look fierce. Zhou Qinchao carefully observed these portraits and felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if these portraits were telling them stories from the past.

Just as they were immersed in the mystery of these portraits, suddenly, a stronger wind blew from the depths, bringing a biting chill. Zhou Qinchao's body trembled involuntarily, and his breathing became rapid. Zhou Qinchao and Tu Bin looked at each other, and they knew that the next journey would be more difficult and dangerous.

"Fuck, the Shi family basement is actually connected to an ancient tomb?" Zhou Qinchao realized it belatedly and said, "Tu Bin, retreat quickly..." He turned around and ran out first. Tu Bin took the flashlight, scanned it randomly, and ran out quickly. Along the way, he did not see the black cat that attacked them just now.

After running out of the Shi family's old house, the sun shone on them, making them feel warm and at ease. The two of them panted, and Tu Bin wiped the sweat from his forehead and cursed, "Fuck, I feel like I've died once, it's so weird!" His voice was obviously trembling.

Zhou Qinchao couldn't help but agree: "Isn't it? The ancestor of the Shi family is simply a bad guy. It's really too much to say that the ancient tomb is a basement." His mood gradually calmed down, but the aftermath of fear still remained deep in his heart.

At this moment, Haihua hurried to the scene. Seeing the two of them in a dishevel with weeds hanging in their hair, he couldn't help but frown and asked, "What's wrong with you two?" His tone revealed concern and confusion.

Tu Bin took a deep breath and tried to calm himself: "We have just experienced a terrible adventure. The Shi family's ancient house is full of all kinds of strange things. We almost couldn't come back." A trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Zhou Qinchao then added: "Yes, that place is too dangerous. The ancestor of the Shi family must have deliberately framed us." There was still a lingering fear on his face, as if he could still feel the tense atmosphere just now.

Haihua widened his eyes and looked at them in disbelief: "Is it really that scary? You are not hurt, right?" He asked with concern, while carefully checking the physical condition of the two.

Tu Bin shook his head, indicating that he was fine: "Fortunately, I was just a little frightened, no big problem. But the ancestor of the Shi family was really cruel. He actually designed such a trap to scare us." His tone was full of anger and dissatisfaction.

Zhou Qinchao nodded in agreement: "Yes, if it weren't for our good luck, we would have been trapped there and unable to get out. This old ancestor of the Shi family must have other conspiracies, and we must be careful to deal with them." His expression was serious and firm, and he seemed to be prepared to deal with all difficulties.

"That's right. The ancestor of the Shi family is really good at insulting others. It's clearly an ancient tomb, but he insisted on saying it's a basement. He's very mean."

"Ancient tomb, do you mean there is an ancient tomb under the Shi family?" Haihua's mouth twitched and his eyes widened.

Zhou Qinchao gave him a sidelong glance and said, "Let's go back to the police station first. It's spooky and scary here."

The three of them rode their motorcycles at full speed and finally returned to the police station at 3 pm. At this time, the other team members had also returned and were resting. When they heard about the adventures of the three people, they were shocked. One of them said in surprise: "What? There is a big tomb underground? My God, no wonder the whole village moved away. Sleeping with ghosts, they must be scared to death!"

Captain Qi did not participate in the discussion. He picked up a diary and carefully read it. The diary seemed to record some important information, but due to its age, the paper had turned yellow and the handwriting was a little unclear. Captain Qi frowned and tried to recognize the words on it.

As he read, he asked, "Song Chi, you and Wu Shengjun go to Mr. Shi to record his statement. Do you have any new findings?"

Song Chi put the written confession signed by Mr. Shi in front of him and said, "Yes, it turns out that Mr. Shi is an adopted son. He is the only nominal descendant of the Shi family. However, after listening to the story about the diary, it makes sense."

Song Chi's expression was solemn. He slowly placed the written confession with Mr. Shi's signature on the table. The paper of the written confession was a little yellowed, but the handwriting on it was clearly legible. Mr. Shi's signature was written in a flamboyant style, revealing a kind of majesty.

The word "adopted son" hit Song Chi's heart like a heavy hammer. He couldn't help but fall into deep thought, thinking about the significance of this identity to Mr. Shi and the entire Shi family. In the name of the Shi family, only Mr. Shi's lineage was passed down, which meant that he bore huge responsibilities and pressure.

"Meow meow meow" the fat gray cat lying on Haihua's legs suddenly called out twice.

Haihua asked softly, "Fatty Huihui, are you hungry again? Wait." He then carried Huihui back to his office, pulled out a bag of dried fish from the bottom, took out five and handed them to him. Then he returned to his original seat in the meeting room and sat down.

Zhou Qinchao said timidly, "There's also a big cat with black fur and green eyes inside, and it's even more ferocious than Huihui. Fortunately, Huihui didn't come, because he might not be able to beat that wild cat."

Fat Gray curled up, his back slightly arched, his hair standing up, his eyes revealing a hint of provocation. His tail was raised and swayed from time to time, as if showing off his strength to everyone. His mouth was slightly open, revealing his sharp teeth, and he let out a low roar, as if ready to fight. Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw Fat Gray's appearance.

"Lao Zhou, you said Huihui can't beat the wild cat. It's angry and wants to fight with you!" someone shouted with a smile.

Lao Zhou couldn't help laughing when he saw Fei Huihui's look. He knew that although Fei Huihui looked aggressive, he was actually just trying to protect his dignity. He walked towards Fei Huihui, gently touched its head, and comforted it: "Okay, Huihui, don't be angry. I know you are very powerful, but fighting is not good."

Fat Gray Gray seemed to understand what Lao Zhou said, and its momentum gradually eased, but it still whined unwillingly. Everyone watched this scene and laughed even louder.