After typing for a long time, Wu Tong felt a numbness in his shoulder. He stood up and walked around the room, massaging his right shoulder with his left hand.
He made himself a cup of tea and sipped it leisurely. He was thinking about the next plot of the story. As he thought about it, it was as if his head was pressed down by a big stone. He could not think of anything.
He was probably really tired. Soaking in his room all day would cause him to get sick even if he wasn't sick.
He walked to the dressing mirror and giggled at himself in the mirror. His originally rosy face seemed to have been skinned, revealing an unhealthy paleness.
Unknowingly, her vision gradually blurred. Her face was like ice that had been hit by fire, gradually melting and transforming into a stranger's face.
Wu Tong shuddered. He grabbed a coat and strode out of the room.
Living in fear and suspicion day after day made him feel that it was dangerous to stay in his room. He decided to go out to the street to get some fresh air.
The air was moving uneasily, indicating that summer was coming.
As he walked, Wu Tong suddenly felt uneasy. It was as if a cloud had suddenly appeared in the sky and blocked the sunlight. He looked up and saw that the sun was still shining brightly in the sky. He looked at the passers-by on the street. Everyone had a cold and calm expression on their faces. He could not find any strange signs. There were even a few people who looked back at him curiously.
The feeling just now made him suddenly think that he had arrived in another world, as if he was wearing a pair of brown glasses to observe the world.
Wu Tong took another step forward. After a few steps, he heard a heavy rubbing sound from behind him. He turned around and scanned everyone's faces.
Suddenly, in the dense crowd, a black figure walked into his line of sight.
It was the man in the black coat and black top hat! He stopped in the middle of the surging crowd like a black reef.
When Wu Tong saw his face clearly, he was confused. That pale and almost unreal face seemed to be everywhere on the street. Perhaps they had met somewhere, but it did not leave a deep impression.
The man was not handsome, but his sickly pale face was very eye-catching.
Wu Tong took a closer look. That person had no eyebrows. His eyes were open, but there was clearly some kind of evil in them. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a contemptuous smile.
For some reason, Wu Tong seemed to have lost his soul when he saw the other party's eyes. The passers-by around him gradually became blurry, melting and evaporating like ice. Only the black shadow remained clear.
At this moment, the man's pale face changed. It felt like he was staring at his own face in the mirror. As time passed, he would see his own face in the mirror gradually change, and finally become another unrelated face.
No! Wu Tong shouted in his heart as he waved his hands desperately, as if he wanted to hit something.
His consciousness was still very clear, and his desire to escape was very strong, but his legs could not move no matter what.
"Wu Tong, what's wrong?"
A low baritone voice rang in Wu Tong's ear, pulling him back from the illusion.
Wu Tong shuddered. Seeing Zhong Shu's gentle gaze, he felt relieved and relieved as if he had just woken up from a nightmare and realized that he was still in the human world.
He suddenly realized that Zhong Shu was not as scary as he had imagined, but he was still terrified by what he had just seen. He said lightly,"No…nothing."
Zhong Shu looked at the bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead in confusion." Are you really okay? I saw you in a daze just now and called you a few times before you heard me.”
"Probably…I haven't slept well these few days.”Wu Tong responded. He looked at the place where the man in black had stood just now, and the man in black had disappeared.
Wu Tong wasn't in the mood to take a walk and followed Zhong Shu back.
Along the way, he frowned and did not say a word. He was still shocked by the illusion just now. Later, he could not help but tell Zhong Shu about seeing the black-clothed man.
Zhong Shu thought for a moment after hearing that." Did you eat or drink anything today?”
Zhong Shu's words reminded Wu Tong," I drank a cup of tea.”
"There's a high possibility that someone put hallucinogen in the tea leaves," Zhong Shu said.”
Wu Tong's expression changed drastically.
Zhong Shu really wanted to have a good talk with Wu Tong, but when he saw the other party's terrified expression, he swallowed his words.
Seeing the traces of cat blood at Wu Tong's door, the two of them stopped at the same time.
"What happened that night?”Zhong Shu asked.
"I don't know." Wu Tong did not want to continue talking. He stepped over the blood and hurriedly took out the key to enter the house.
Zhong Shu didn't ask any more questions. He opened the door and walked into his room.
Everything in the room seemed normal. Wu Tong stared blankly for a few seconds. After staring at it for a long time, the things that were once familiar now looked a little unfamiliar.
He took out a rag, turned on the tap in the bathroom, and let the water wash the rag. After it was completely soaked, he took the rag to the door and wiped it back and forth on the cat blood.
The cat blood was like a stubborn virus. No matter how he wiped it, the blood that looked like a twisted human face kept mocking him. The color never faded.
Wu Tong threw the rag back into the bathroom dejectedly. When he turned around and saw the big mirror, his heart tightened for some reason. He walked out quickly in shock.
Suddenly, Wu Tong looked around. He could smell the cold and fishy smell of death again!
Wu Tong was trying to find out what it was when he suddenly felt a violent tremor under his feet. He staggered and almost fell to the floor. He quickly held onto the door frame, only to see that the entire room was shaking. From time to time, there was the sound of objects colliding and shattering.
"Earthquake!" Wu Tong opened his eyes wide and did not dare to move. He stared straight at the ceiling, afraid that the ceiling would fall and hit his head.
The whole world was trembling in terror. He seemed to hear the old man's desperate cry from upstairs.
There was a thud coming from the living room, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground. Wu Tong was so scared that he did not dare to move. His heart was beating rapidly, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.
The earthquake lasted for about ten seconds before everything returned to normal, but these ten seconds felt like a century.
Wu Tong panted for a long time. After confirming that there would be no more tremors, he covered his chest with his hand. The intense beating of his heart made him look like a different person. His eyes were tightly shut and his lips were pale.
After a long time, Wu Tong recovered and looked at the slightly messy room. Many furniture had been moved. He remembered the heavy sound and wanted to see what had fallen, so he went to the living room.
When he saw a large part of the wall next door fall, other than fear, there was only anger left in Wu Tong's heart.
He kept cursing. This building was a piece of garbage. Such a small earthquake had caused the walls to collapse. Fortunately, it did not collapse completely. Otherwise, he would have been buried underground by the reinforced concrete.
Suddenly, Wu Tong's gaze was attracted by something that was exposed from the wall.
It was a small lock of black hair, which looked strange in the wall. He frowned and went over to pull it out with his hand.
However, the hair was firmly embedded in the wall and could not be pulled out.
Why did the fur feel so familiar in his hand? It looked like human hair.
Human hair!
As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, goosebumps appeared all over Wu Tong's body. He couldn't help but loosen his grip. In order to verify it, he reached out and pulled hard again.
The lightning-like cracks around the fur grew longer and deeper. As a small piece of concrete collapsed, a rotten smell assaulted his nose.
Wu Tong held his breath, as if a bug was crawling over his scalp, giving him the illusion of being electrocuted.
He widened his eyes. If his eyes weren't playing tricks on him, what was in front of him now should be clothes fibers, yellow fibers.
After Wu Tong woke up, he found a hammer like a madman and ran to the wall. He smashed the fiber with all his might.
Smoke and dust filled the air. As a large piece of concrete fell, the hammer in Wu Tong's hand also fell to the ground.
He saw a lock of long hair.
The office of the Criminal Investigation Department was brightly lit. The forensic doctor, Li Ming, was telling Zhong Shu the autopsy results.
"The deceased is a woman in her thirties. Judging from the degree of decay of the body, the time of death is about half a year." There are obvious scratches on the left ribs of the deceased, which we believe to be fatal injuries caused by the weapon.”
Zhong Shu and Li Ming were not only colleagues, but also good friends in private.
Zhong Shu held a cigarette in his hand and listened carefully to Li Ming's words. The appearance of the man in black suddenly appeared in his mind.
Zhong Shu took a deep puff of his cigarette and suddenly asked,""Then can you prove the identity of the deceased?”
Li Ming smiled. This man who was less than forty years old always maintained a very elegant appearance.
"We can do DNA testing, but it's usually used for paternity testing.”He changed his sitting position and continued," So, if we can find the missing cases that have happened in the past six months to a year, and find her parents or children, we might find something new."”
Li Ming's words gave Zhong Shu a lot of hints. He stood up and thanked Li Ming.
Li Ming smiled and said,"Don't just thank me. If you solve the case, you have to treat me!"”
"Of course, you will get a share."
Jokes aside, Zhong Shu's heart felt heavy after sending Li Ming away. Thinking of Li Ming's words just now, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Wasn't half a year ago the time when the ghost storm started? Was there any connection between them?
Zhong Shu wanted to call the archives office, but no one picked up. He looked at the time and saw that it was already three o'clock in the morning. He put down the phone and paced around the room, recalling the soul-stirring earthquake.
Zhong Shu thought to himself that he really had to thank the earthquake. Otherwise, that corpse might never see the light of day again.
He looked at the dark night outside the window and felt an inexplicable sense of melancholy. He stubbed out the cigarette butt and his thoughts immediately drifted to the moment he saw Wu Tong that afternoon.
After he parted ways with Wu Tong that afternoon, an earthquake occurred around four o'clock. At that time, he found that the desk began to shake, and the furniture in the room shook non-stop.
When he realized that it was an earthquake, his mind went blank. Then he thought of his son in school.
Ten seconds later, the earthquake stopped.
Zhong Shu grabbed the phone and immediately called Guangming Primary School. He wanted to know how his son was doing. When he received the news that the school was safe, he relaxed and slowly began to tidy up the messy furniture.
Suddenly, he heard a sharp scream from the room next door. He hurriedly ran out and knocked hard on the door. When he saw Wu Tong answering the door with a panicked expression, he asked loudly,"What happened?"
Wu Tong's entire body was trembling, and his face was as pale as a sheet of paper. He muttered,"Dead…dead…"
"Dead people?" Zhong Shu walked past Wu Tong into the house and was shocked. He saw the body embedded in the wall at a glance. A lock of long hair with concrete fragments hanging down from the wall. There were also some yellow fiber objects sticking out from the wall. It was obviously a corner of the clothes.
He followed the long hair and saw a ghastly white skull. It was a tragic sight.
Zhong Shu immediately tensed up.
He had seen many corpses and skeletons, but this time, for some reason, he was shocked for the first time.
Not long after the body was found, Zhong Shu immediately called the police station and comforted Wu Tong. At that moment, someone knocked on the door. He opened the door and saw that it was Zhong Qiang.
Zhong Qiang originally wanted to borrow the phone from Wu Tong's house to call Zhong Shu, but he did not expect to see Zhong Shu at Wu Tong's house.
"Why are you out of school so early?”Zhong Shu was very puzzled.
"The school is afraid of another earthquake, so they let go of school early.”Zhong Qiang shook the big bag on his back.
"Then how did you come back?"
"I came back by bus alone.”
Zhong Shu was finally relieved." Remember to call me at the phone booth in the future so that I can pick you up."”
Zhong Qiang looked past Zhong Shu curiously. He first saw Wu Tong sitting alone with a dull look in his eyes. Then, his eyes suddenly stared straight ahead.
Zhong Shu realized that something was wrong. He followed his son's gaze and saw the skeleton on the wall. In fact, only a lock of hair was exposed. If one did not look carefully from a distance, one would not be able to tell what it was.
"Good son, stop looking and go home.”" He shouldn't be allowed to see such terrifying scenes," Zhong Shu said as he took out his keys to call Zhong Qiang home.
"Teacher Yu, that's Teacher Yu." Zhong Qiang suddenly said.
"What did you say?" Zhong Shu suddenly stopped moving, and his tone became nervous.
"She is Teacher Yu. I know her. She always wears that yellow dress.”Zhong Qiang pointed at the corner of the yellow shirt, his face full of absolute certainty.
Zhong Shu shivered. He looked at the fabric in front of him. Could it be that it was really like what his son said? Was the corpse his former mentor, Yu Jie?
After daybreak, Zhong Shu found Zhang Dan, who was in charge of the archives, and asked her to find all the missing cases in the past six months to a year. In a short while, she provided Zhong Shu with a list of names.
Zhong Shu really didn't expect that there would be so many unsolved cases. He buried his head in his work for an hour. When he raised his head again, he felt a little dizzy and rubbed his temples.
From the beginning to the end, there were three missing cases that met the two conditions of being around 30 years old and female. One of the names suddenly reminded him of something.
"Yu Jie?" He whispered.
Zhong Shu recalled a windy afternoon more than half a year ago. A thin, long-faced young man stepped into the police station and shouted at them,""Police, I want to report that my wife is missing.”What left a deep impression on him was his thick black eyebrows.
Zhong Shu still had some impression of the young man. He could still vaguely remember his name. It seemed to be Wen Mingyuan. His wife was Yu Jie, a primary school teacher.
At that time, the entire bureau was troubled by Fang Lin's disappearance. No one expected that another disappearance would occur the next day. Zhong Shu was originally involved in this case, but due to the need of other cases, he was replaced by someone else to continue the investigation.?After that, according to his colleagues, it seemed that the matter was settled.
She was Teacher Yu…
His son Zhong Qiang's words vaguely rang in his ears. Zhong Shu looked around in panic. Zhang Dan asked in confusion, Officer Zhong, what's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing. Did you hear anything just now?" Zhong Shu's face began to turn pale.
"No, are you okay?"
Zhong Shu smiled embarrassedly. Recently, Zhong Qiang had indeed made him very afraid because he always said some inexplicable things.
Wu Tong had been immersed in fear for the entire day. When he saw the rotten corpse, he suddenly couldn't make a sound. It was like a nightmare that he couldn't wake up from.
He clutched his chest as if his hands were about to sink into his chest, trying to slow down his wildly beating heart. It was not until he shouted desperately that the pressure in his heart was relieved.
Wu Tong desperately needed someone to appear in front of him to share some of the fear of the corpses in the wall. Fortunately, he heard a knock on the door and Zhong Shu appeared at the door. Only then did he feel safe.
He felt like he was in a dream. It was as if many police officers had come in. The flashes kept flashing, and a bunch of people were wandering around in his daze.
There seemed to be a call during this time. Zhong Shu answered the call and even looked at him a few times before hanging up.
He vaguely remembered that Zhong Shu asked him a bunch of questions, and then someone dug up the wall, dug out the body, and carried it away.
Looking at the broken wall, Wu Tong unconsciously thought of the horror that had happened here. When the police evacuated the scene, he remembered that he should repair the wall.
He went to the street as if he was sleepwalking. He found a cement worker to repair the wall and clean it up. However, the concrete scattered on the floor still made him feel very uncomfortable.
Now, the wall was like a canvas that had been torn off. The undried concrete emitted a cold smell, which reminded Wu Tong of death.
Could the corpse in the wall be the ghost? Wu Tong felt a chill run down his spine.
After some time, Wu Tong looked out of the window and saw that it was already brightly lit outside. A row of tree shadows swayed on the window and moved with the angle of the car lights.
Wu Tong noticed that the room was very dark, but he didn't turn on the lights. The eye-catching damage on the wall gradually became blurry.
Suddenly, the phone rang loudly. Wu Tong's body trembled instinctively. He looked at the phone as if he was looking at a time bomb that could explode at any time.
The ringtone kept ringing. He walked over hesitantly, grabbed the microphone, and asked,"Hello, who are you looking for?"
"Wu Tong, what's wrong with you? Why is your aura so thick?”It was Li Tong.
"Oh, really?" Wu Tong tried to sound as usual.
"Boss has something on today, so I can get off work early. Come and pick me up.”
"Now?"
"Right, now…are you really alright? Did you see a dead person? Sigh, I can't count on you. Forget it, I'll take a taxi home later.”
The call was hung up, but Wu Tong seemed to have yet to react. He was still holding the phone in a daze.
She was right, he really saw a dead person.
Li Tong wasn't stingy. With her income, she could take a taxi to and from work every day, but she just wanted Wu Tong to pick her up and find the feeling of dating.
After getting out of the car, Li Tong went to the street market to buy a lot of vegetables. She decided to celebrate tonight.
The building stood in front of her, and Li Tong realized that the lights were not turned on.
"Damn Wu Tong, what the hell are you doing!"
She complained and walked to the door. The cat blood stain that could not be washed off always made her feel at a loss. She stepped over in disgust and opened the door. The room was dark.
"It's so dark, why didn't you turn on the lights?"
There was no reply.
"Wu Tong? Wu Tong?"
There was still no response.
Li Tong placed the groceries she had bought on the floor and realized that there was a black shadow on the sofa in the living room. It looked like a statue.
She touched the switch and turned on the light. Wu Tong was sitting on the sofa, and he suddenly became stupid and did not react at all.
"Wu Tong, what's wrong?" Li Tong thought that he had a fever and reached out to touch his forehead. She felt that his forehead was very hot and there was some sticky sweat.
"Dead people." Wu Tong suddenly turned his head to look at her, looking very scary.
Li Tong was timid. When she heard that there was a dead person, she immediately jumped up and asked,"Where are the dead? Don't talk nonsense!"
"In the wall. Look over there."
Following Wu Tong's finger, Li Tong saw the wall that had just been repaired. At the same time, she saw traces of construction on the floor. Although Wu Tong had cleaned it up briefly, it still looked a little messy.
"Where are the dead? What was going on? Why is this place so dirty? What happened?"
Wu Tong did not answer her series of questions. He said,"I got someone to patch it up."
Wu Tong seemed to be much more normal now. He told her what happened after the earthquake, and Li Tong broke out in a cold sweat.
"Are you hurt?" Li Tong asked with concern.
"No, what about you?"
"I'm fine there. When I called you, the man next door picked up. I heard that it was very noisy at home. I asked him what happened and he said that your friend was visiting you.”
Wu Tong smiled bitterly and looked at the place where the dead man had been embedded. He said to her,"I finally know. He's a police officer.”
"Is the man next door a police officer?" Li Tong was shocked.
Wu Tong nodded.
The two of them chatted for a while more before Li Tong went to cook.
Although the damaged wall had been repaired, the soul-stirring scene of the body being taken out of the wall still lingered in Wu Tong's mind. He believed that he would never forget what had happened today.
Vaguely, he caught the nauseating smell again, lingering in the room like an omnipresent ghost.#
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