After taking a shower, Zhou Ze changed his clothes and sat on the sofa downstairs. It was only the late night and still early for dawn, but Zhou Ze was no longer sleepy.
After having that dream, it would probably be difficult for a normal person to fall back asleep within a short period of time.
Bai Yingying made coffee for Zhou Ze and brought it over, then stood by, at a loss as a child who had done something wrong.
Zhou Ze waved his hand, indicating that everything was fine and she could go upstairs to rest or play games, but Bai Yingying was still reluctant to leave. In her opinion, whether intentionally or unintentionally, she had indeed absorbed evil spirits from Zhou Ze, and her boss's body had clearly not fully recovered yet.
This is like a person who is already seriously ill but still partying every night. He is really courting death.
After taking a sip of coffee, Zhou Ze lit a cigarette. To be honest, he was a little puzzled as to why he exuded evil spirit when he was dreaming. He believed that Bai Yingying did not intend to harm him or was unable to wait. In fact, Bai Yingying was quite satisfied with her "White-haired Witch" look. Recently, her clothing style has also been trying on ancient style, which is quite charming.
This matter can only be regarded as a thorn in my heart. If I can't figure it out, I can only let it go for now. After all, there are more important things that need to be dealt with and resolved now.
Half an hour later, a police car stopped in front of the bookstore.
Empress Xu, who was still "absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon" nearby, got up and went upstairs when she saw the police coming, and was unwilling to stay downstairs.
He complained about the bad air and sleep in the detention center, and that one night in the detention center had a severe impact on his skin.
The person who came in was Zhang Yanfeng, and it was Zhou Ze who sent him the message.
Zhang Yanfeng held a file bag in his hand. He first looked at Bai Yingying and asked with some doubt:
"who is she?"
The last time the police entered the bookstore, Zhou Ze asked Bai Yingying and the others to leave first, so Zhang Yanfeng didn’t know Bai Yingying, and no matter how powerful the police’s information system was, it was impossible to enter Bai Yingying’s information.
"My niece."
Zhou Ze said perfunctorily.
Zhang Yanfeng didn't dwell on this anymore and sat down opposite Zhou Ze.
"Coffee or tea?" Zhou Ze asked.
Zhang Yanfeng touched his tired face, smelled the strong aroma of coffee in front of Zhou Ze, and said, "Coffee."
Bai Yingying went to make coffee, Zhou Ze turned his head and called out:
"Take the Nestle instant one."
“… …” Zhang Yanfeng.
The coffee was served. Zhang Yanfeng, who was single, drank it in one gulp, then pointed to the file bag on the table and said, "Don't you want to take a look?"
Zhou Ze shook his head. "There shouldn't be any useful information."
"hehe."
Zhang Yanfeng smiled, lit a cigarette, and asked:
"You called me here, what for?"
"Because I just went to bed."
"What?"
“Then, I had a dream.”
Zhou Ze stretched lazily.
The scenes in the dream are unbearable to look back on.
Of course, compared to the sealed space that we entered at the end, even the previous experience of "the perspective of a pregnant woman in women's clothing" is not worth mentioning.
"What kind of dream is it?" Zhang Yanfeng's expression turned serious.
In this world,
Only he and Zhou Ze had chains tied on their legs. Since he could dream, Zhou Ze could naturally dream as well.
"That place should not be a hospital." Zhou Ze coughed and continued, "It should have been a secret underground concentration camp, a bit like the Nazi's Auschwitz."
Zhang Yanfeng narrowed his eyes, "Concentration camp?"
“Yes, my dream should overlap with yours. I also dreamed of that prison.
But maybe there are different reasons between you and me, so my dreams are more real and have more details than yours.
There, there are many prisoners, and every cell is overcrowded. "
Saying,
Zhou Ze pointed to the invisible iron chain under his feet and continued:
"This chain was thrown out by the prison administration. It doesn't seem to symbolize bondage. At least, for those prisoners, it seems to represent something very beautiful, and carries a different kind of beautiful emotion."
Zhou Ze thought again of the man who helped the woman snatch the chain in his dream.
When the woman walked out in chains,
He stood behind the iron railings with blessings and beautiful expectations in his eyes.
But he might not know it.
A woman in chains,
What kind of place did you end up in
An extremely strong contradiction was formed here, because Zhou Ze felt that his analysis of the last environment in the dream should not be wrong.
It is not difficult to find information about the Nazi's Auschwitz. Many people who were related to it have written similar memoirs. There is a passage that Zhou Ze read when he was in school and he remembers it vividly. It was that many Jews entered that room thinking it was a place for them to shower, but what came out of those small holes was not warm water, but poison gas.
Zhang Yanfeng remained silent. He didn't know how to respond.
"I think this should not be mentioned in the information?" Zhou Ze pointed to the file bag on the coffee table.
Zhang Yanfeng shook his head.
"That prison should be deep underground." Zhou Ze said in a deep voice, "And judging by the clothes people wore at that time and the clothes of the administrators I saw, it should be from the Republic of China period. Since there is no record in this material, I think there is a possibility that this prison is still underground and has not been discovered at all?"
"So, what do you mean? You want me to ask my boss to push the police station down and dig
The reason is that I had a dream? "
Zhang Yanfeng asked back.
"We can always find a way, right?" Zhou Ze took another sip of coffee. "After all, the victim has found us."
"I can't do it, and it's impossible for me to do it with this reason." Zhang Yanfeng said seriously.
"Actually, this is not difficult. We just need to find a little bit of evidence." Zhou Ze analyzed.
"The police station is planning to level out an underground garage recently," said Zhang Yanfeng.
"I understand." Zhou Ze nodded, indicating that he understood, but Boss Zhou continued lazily: "I'll ask someone to do it."
If we can use this opportunity to get the construction team to dig a little deeper underground, perhaps some clues will appear. Then, as long as we can confirm that there may be special buildings underneath, normal excavation and construction can continue openly.
"Is there anything else?" Zhang Yanfeng asked, and it seemed that he was about to leave.
"You can't help me with my affairs."
Zhou Ze smiled and said, for example, why he would "overflow with semen" when he was dreaming, and even the evil spirit that escaped from him was so strong that it could make Bai Yingying drunk.
"Then I'll leave first." Zhang Yanfeng stood up and picked up the file bag on the coffee table.
"By the way, Captain Zhang." Zhou Ze shouted.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Yanfeng turned around and looked at Zhou Ze.
"Did any of your ancestors serve in the army?" Zhou Ze organized his words as best as he could. "Your grandfather or your great-grandfather?"
"What do you mean?"
"Just asking, maybe one of the victims there might be your relative. You know, blood relationship could very well be a bond.
And this bond can sometimes even transcend the distance between life and death."
Zhou Ze thought of the old man he had killed at the Confucian Temple. The old man had served the Confucian Temple for many years just to pray for his descendants.
"I don't know about this. I have to go and ask."
"It also includes those who are missing in special circumstances." Zhou Ze added.
"You said that my elders are in prison, but since they are my elders, why do you put a chain on me, a junior?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.
“But for them, the chain is a beautiful symbol. What if your elders like you and give it to you
It's like giving you a piece of candy or a longevity lock."
Zhang Yanfeng was silent for a while and then left.
Zhou Ze crossed his legs and continued to lie on the sofa, lost in another kind of contemplation.
That is, if Zhang Yanfeng could say that one of his relatives or elders died in that prison, the chains would eventually fall on him.
What about yourself
Just because I am a ghost messenger,
Plus, I happened to be in the police station.
So he was handcuffed
real,
Is that so
As he was thinking, Zhou Ze suddenly felt a little chest tightness. He stood up, pushed open the door of the bookstore, walked out, and stood on the street late at night.
There was a slight smell of moisture in the air, and sparse rain was falling.
oh,
It's going to rain.
No wonder it's so boring.
Zhou Ze continued to stand in the rain and lit another cigarette.
The rain began to fall harder and harder.
From the initial dripping sound, it turned into a majestic "crashing" sound.
Zhou Ze put his hands up to cover his head.
Having just taken a shower, he decided to go back to the bookstore first.
However,
When he raised his foot, he staggered and almost fell down.
My feet feel heavy.
It was like something was locked and I couldn't lift it.
Zhou Ze lowered his head in surprise.
I suddenly found it on my feet.
There was an anklet locked on it.
how,
How could that be
… … … …
The Taoist priest sniffed and went downstairs. He had just taken a nap and caught a cold. He poured himself a cup of hot water to warm himself up. It was really because the boss and his men had made the second floor too "cool", and the cooling effect had not completely dissipated until now.
Before that, he heard Xu Qinglang sneeze as he went upstairs. It was obvious that he couldn't stand the lingering effect of this natural artificial refrigeration.
“Yo.”
The old Taoist drank the hot water slowly while looking at Bai Yingying who was sitting on the sofa.
"The boss fell asleep again?"
Bai Yingying nodded, reached out and gently stroked the boss's face, saying:
"The boss fell asleep right after the policeman left. He must be really tired."
"Hehehe, how can I not be tired? You've almost drained me dry."