I looked at it curiously, and after watching it for a while, I finally realized that it was a black plastic bag. No, no, this house has been burnt down, so why is there a plastic bag? Did the police take it in? It's okay, what did the police come in with a black plastic bag? It's still hanging so high, and it looks like there should be something in it.
"uncle."
I was so frightened that I turned around suddenly and saw Little Bell looking at me carefully. It seemed that she also knew that she had frightened me badly. I took a deep breath and didn't blame Little Bell. Instead, I turned around and planned to continue studying the bag, but when my light shined on it, the bag was gone.
I was shocked again. I looked around with the flashlight, but I didn't see the bag again. I asked Little Bell in a low voice: "Little Bell, do you see a black bag?"
Little Bell shook her head: "I didn't see it."
"Do you feel a ghost here?"
"No."
Little Bell's answer made me feel a little relieved, although I'm sure it wasn't my hallucination just now, but since Little Bell didn't feel the ghost's breath, then it should be just an accident, it's just that the black bag will go where.
I searched the house again, but I still didn't find the black bag. Although the little bell said that I didn't feel the existence of ghosts, my heart slowly raised again. If something abnormal is a demon, will it be Maybe Little Bell can't feel this ghost. I wanted to ask Lulu, but thinking about Lulu's ice-like face, I gave up this idea in an instant.
I let the little bell follow me, and slowly walked towards another bedroom. This bedroom was bigger and looked empty, with the bed standing alone in the middle, far away from the collapsed furniture on both sides. , This is completely inconsistent with people's habits. Think about it, every time you get up to find a piece of clothing, you need to walk a distance of 10 meters. Wouldn't it be inconvenient
There wasn't much water in the room, so I walked in slowly. The room was simply furnished, with a wardrobe, a bed, and what should be a desk, but it was almost burnt.
I looked around and found no danger. Remembering what happened just now, I shone my flashlight on the ceiling, but there was nothing but pitch blackness.
I dropped the beam of the flashlight on the burnt bed, the rumored couple died on this bed. It's just that this bed looks a bit strange, I thought about it carefully, this bed is so big.
Because the room is very big, and it was burnt to black everywhere, I didn't see it for a while, this bed is really big, I walked over and made gestures, this is not my hallucination, if it is burnt down For the rest, this bed is more than twice as wide as a normal bed, and its length is also nearly half a meter longer.
Could this be the bed where two giants slept? I couldn't think of a reason, and said jokingly: "Such a big bed is enough for the whole family to sleep in."
"Because it's a family."
The voice of the little bell sounded from behind me, the voice was still clear and tinged with a little childish voice, but there was an indescribable awkwardness in the tone. And the content of the conversation was also very strange. I suddenly thought of the text messages sent by Wu Jian and Huang Xiaolong. There was a key word in it: family.
I just felt chills all over my body. I turned around and shone the flashlight in my hand on Little Bell's face. It was still the familiar face, but with an imperceptible smile on it.
I swallowed my saliva and said, "Little Bell, what did you just say?"
Little Bell shook her head: "Uncle, I didn't say anything?"
The tone of Little Bell’s speech returned to normal, but what she said clearly just now, could it be that I heard it wrong, I shook my head, and moved the flashlight away, I don’t know if it was my hallucination, I always felt that something was wrong, But I still can't remember it.
A gust of wind blew in through the burnt-out window, and I heard the sound of pages being turned. I hurriedly shone the flashlight over it, and a smear of white kept shaking, which was very conspicuous in the black environment everywhere.
It was a book. I walked over slowly. Yes, it was a book. The book should have been placed in a cabinet. There was still a deformed lock on the cabinet, but the tabletop had been burned through, forming a big hole. .
I hesitated for a moment, but reached out and took out the book from the burnt hole. The hard shell of the book has been burnt beyond recognition, and no words can be read, but the pages inside are extremely well preserved, except for some black ash that I accidentally touched when I just took it out.
This book is very weird, let alone why such an obvious place was not taken away by the police, just such a big fire, the book will never be preserved, even if it is placed in the cabinet, the fire did not burn, the high temperature generated must be would ruin the book.
I know this book is very weird, but I still open it, because it is very likely to be related to the disappearance of Wu Jian and Huang Xiaolong.
There is no title on the title page of the book, only a paragraph of neat pen writing: because it is a family! ! ! There are three big exclamation marks behind the pen writing, which is very heavy.
Because it's a family, isn't that what Little Bell said just now? I looked at Little Bell with disbelief, the flashlight shone on the book, I could only vaguely see Little Bell’s face, it seemed that there was no expression, no, Little Bell still had the imperceptible smile just now, But Little Bell's eyes fell on me, as if there was something about me that interested her.
Is there something wrong with me? I hurriedly asked: "Little Bell, did you find anything?"
Little Bell slowly shook her head in the dark: "No, there is nothing left."
I nodded, and continued to focus on the book. There is no table of contents in the book, which is very strange. I casually flipped through the back, and there were densely packed typefaces on it. This is obviously a printed book, but why is there no What about the directory
The first page of the book text: I was born, my baby was born, we were all very happy, and my father shook hands with all the passing doctors, nurses, and patients one by one. I can feel my father's joy from the heart...
I frowned. This book seemed to be a novel. I was not in the mood to read it one by one. I simply turned to the last page. The strange thing is that there is no printing number, title, copyright and other information on the last page. , there is only a blank space, and in the middle, there is still that neat pen writing, writing the same sentence: because it is a family. It's just that the last one is no longer an exclamation mark, but a huge question mark that occupies almost half of the paper.