Although Song Qingluo didn't say anything, Lin Banxia clearly felt that he was in a very bad mood. He went downstairs in silence all the way, and when he reached the courtyard, he suddenly turned around and apologized to Lin Banxia.
Of course, Lin Banxia was not angry because of Song Qingluo's gaffe. Not only was she not angry, but her heart was full of distress. He said, "What's there to be sorry for?" He didn't know what happened back then, and he couldn't comfort him. Song Qingluo could only carefully hook Song Qingluo's palm with his fingers, "If there is anything you can do to help, just say it."
Song Qingluo was silent for a moment, then he said, "My dad died suddenly."
Lin Banxia hesitated, "Is it because of that painting?"
"Perhaps." Song Qingluo said, "It may also be because of other reasons. Even after more than ten years, there is no answer to this matter."
Lin Banxia whispered, "It's over."
"It won't pass." Song Qingluo said, "It will never pass." He looked indifferent, talking about the events of the past, his eyes were like stagnant water without a trace of waves.
It turned out that Song Qingluo's father's job was indeed archaeology, but he had come into contact with a lot of antiquities, and there were also some heretical things that were irradiated. Therefore, he gradually came into contact with monitors and recorders who specialize in sealing up heresy. He also began to bring some strange things to his house, among which, there was the painting called Skull Fantasy.
The original "Skull Fantasy Picture" is located in a national first-class museum. It is a very precious collection. Naturally, it is impossible to live in the people. However, the painting brought back by Song Qingluo's father was appraised by several specialized experts. Unexpectedly, it is impossible to find the flaws as a fake.
Everyone knows it's fake, but they don't know where it's fake. Whether it is material or technique, this painting fully meets the standards of the original, and some people even begin to suspect that the painting in the museum is an imitation. Song Qingluo clearly remembered that during that time, fierce quarrels often broke out in the family. It was the quarrel between the father and those experts. The discussion about authenticity was always difficult to judge. Until one day, Song Qingluo's father took the picture Painting, hurried out the door.
When he came back again, the irritability on his face was swept away, he grabbed the scroll and laughed loudly. The young Song Qingluo was frightened by his father's obsessive appearance, and carefully asked what his father was laughing at. . Song Qingluo's father heard the words, put down the things in his hand, picked up his beloved son, turned around a few times, and shouted loudly: "It's true! Both are true!! Exactly the same, exactly the same— "
At that time, Song Qingluo still didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but now he understands, but it's too late.
After that, the painting was hung in the study by Song Qingluo's father. Because of the special content of the painting, Song Qingluo was inexplicably afraid of the skeletons on the scroll. He always felt that the skeletons inside looked strange, as if they would move like...
This situation continued for a period of time until the unexpected happened.
"Your father... something happened?" Lin Banxia asked in a low voice, looking at Song Qingluo who was silent.
"Well." Song Qingluo said, "suddenly died."
Lin Banxia wanted to comfort a few words, but Song Qingluo's numb expression made him feel that the language was too pale, so he looked around, seeing that there was no one around, he leaned over and kissed Song Qingluo's mouth, Song Qingluo Qing Luo's eyes were still half drooping, but when Lin Banxia kissed her, she immediately raised her eyes to look at Lin Banxia, her indifferent eyes softened a lot.
"The place of death is the study." Song Qingluo continued, "He was busy with work and often didn't come home. I've long been used to it. So I didn't find it strange that I couldn't see anyone for ten days and a half, until one day, his The work unit suddenly called home and said that he hadn't gone to work for a few days, and we found out that he was missing..."
Lin Banxia could clearly feel that when Song Qingluo talked about this memory, her body tensed up, as if she was very nervous: "At that time, I searched all over the place, but couldn't find anyone else, until one day, My mother went into the study to clean up, and suddenly rushed out of the study in a state of despair, hugged me and asked…”
Lin Banxia felt that her throat was a little dry, and he said, "What are you asking?"
"She asked me if she knew when the skeleton in the study was placed in the study." Song Qingluo said, "She also asked if my father had come back."
Lin Banxia had already guessed the ending of the story.
Sure enough, Song Qingluo spoke the horrifying truth in a calm tone, he said, "Dad didn't come back, of course, the skeleton has been standing in the study for several days. Thinking about it carefully, when the skeleton appeared, it was It came on the day my father disappeared."
Lin Banxia: "..."
Song Qingluo continued: "My mother almost went crazy on the spot. She cried and called the police. After the police came, she thought we were looking for someone to go crazy until the DNA was tested."
"That's right, that skeleton is my father." Song Qingluo said, "He is not missing. The corpse turned into a bone stood in the study for a few days, but no one found it." He laughed at himself. , "Because the dissection was so clean, it looked like a human specimen used in a medical school..."
This is really a bad story, Lin Banxia can't imagine what Song Qingluo, who was only a few years old at the time, went through in this change.
Later, the story was linked to what Lin Banxia had just heard in the ward. Song Qingluo's mother couldn't take the blow and moved out of the yard with Song Qingluo. The yard became deserted and became Song Qingluo. Warehouse for storing baby. But the problem appeared again. Song Qingluo's father was gone, what about her mother? Does mom also...
"She disappeared." Song Qingluo answered Lin Banxia's doubts, "When I was seven years old, she suddenly disappeared."
Lin Banxia: "Is something wrong too?"
"I don't know." Song Qingluo said, "Maybe he experienced the same thing as my father, maybe he just couldn't stand my oil bottle, and he just disappeared." He said it lightly, as if he was telling someone else's story It seems that the indifference in his eyes has almost condensed into ice and snow, and the frozen person is chilled.
"I have been looking for her, but more than ten years have passed, and there is no clue." Song Qingluo said, "It should be dead."
Lin Banxia said, "How did you live after that?"
Song Qingluo said, "I was taken over to the base, and things went well, but I'll get over it slowly."
Did it go well? Lin Banxia remembered what Song Qingluo looked like when she lay on that white bed, her abdomen was cut open and used like a tool. Is this how he was doing? Lin Banxia's eyes were dry, she stretched out her hand and gave Song Qingluo a heavy hug. In her hometown, Song Qingluo hugged him helplessly like this. He also wanted to use this hug to pass on his courage to his beloved. people.
"Thank you." Song Qingluo said.
"Don't say thank you." Lin Banxia said, "I hope our relationship doesn't need to say thank you."
Song Qingluo whispered, "Okay."
After listening to Song Qingluo's story, Lin Banxia felt infinite pity for him, and said, "Did you buy that Peggy's tank just to find your mother?"
Song Qingluo: "What?"
Lin Banxia realized that she had said something wrong, and quickly tried to remedy: "No, it's the Song Dynasty tank you bought." Song Qingluo looked at Lin Banxia suspiciously: "You're talking about the Song Dynasty tank. ?"
Lin Banxia: "..."
Song Qingluo: "Isn't Peppa the cartoon that Xiaohua and Xiaoku like to watch?"
Lin Banxia said: "You listen to my sophistry, oh, no, listen to my explanation - I just made a slip of the tongue."
"Really?" Song Qingluo was still a little unconvinced.
Lin Banxia said firmly: "Of course it is!"
Song Qingluo did not continue to ask. After Song Qingluo told Lu Yinyin's situation, there was a message back, saying that a recorder would be sent to investigate first, so that Song Qingluo could be dispatched at any time. The two were fine for the time being. Lin Banxia went to work for half a day in the afternoon, and her colleague greeted him with a smile, saying that it's been a long time.
Lin Banxia said, "Is there a lot of work lately?"
"There's not much to live, but each death is worse than the last." The colleague said.
Colleagues who were able to read Qianfan said it was miserable. It was really miserable. Lin Banxia asked carefully, only to find out that one died in the park today. The method of death is very bizarre. According to the onlookers next to him, that person always said that there were insects in his body.
The police passed over because of this, but nothing special was found, because both bystanders and surveillance showed that this was a real suicide.
Lin Banxia felt refreshed upon hearing this, thinking to herself, isn't this the same situation as Lu Yinyin? Could it be that that person also bought something in the ghost market, so he asked a colleague for this person's information, and planned to go back and talk to Song Qingluo.
After working all night and picking up a small job, Lin Banxia got off work on time at six in the morning. He hurriedly went home, thinking that Song Qingluo was sleeping, but who knew that he opened the door and saw him sitting on the sofa watching TV, with Xiao Hua and Xiao Cave's favorite Peppa Pig on the TV.
Lin Banxia was thinking about why Song Qingluo was interested in cartoons, when she heard him whisper: "This is Peggy."
Lin Banxia: "..."
Song Qingluo scolded a rare swear word, pressed the power button on the remote control panel, and gritted her teeth: "Why does it look so similar to the unicorn on my tank."
Lin Banxia wanted to hold back, but he couldn't help it. He covered his mouth and shook his shoulders. He laughed uncontrollably. In the end, all the tears came down. When he straightened up again, Song Qingluo was already there. Standing in front of him, he raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
"Is it funny?" Song Qingluo asked.
Lin Banxia said, "No... It's not funny." He said it wasn't funny, but his expression was not convincing at all, and the tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes.
Song Qingluo suddenly stretched out his hand, and before Lin Banxia could react, he wrapped his arms around his waist and carried the whole body up, turning his eyes away, he laughed loudly: "Hahaha, don't be so embarrassed—you really can't blame me! "
Song Qingluo didn't speak, she walked directly into the bedroom, threw Lin Banxia onto the bed, leaned down, and kissed him heavily.
Lin Banxia's laughter suddenly disappeared, turning into a slight gasp.
After the kiss ended, Lin Banxia watched Song Qingluo get up with wet eyes and unbuttoned the first button of her shirt.
…
In the afternoon, Lin Banxia was woken up by the ringing of the phone.
He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Song Qingluo's back, as well as those exaggerated scratches on the back, and his ears that finally cooled down began to heat up again. He reached out and touched the bed randomly. When I got to the still ringing phone, I picked it up and saw that it was Li Su calling.
Li Su said angrily, "What are you two doing? Are you planning to run away? Don't answer the phone?"
Lin Banxia said, "No." As soon as he said that, he felt a little regret, because his voice was so hoarse, it seemed like he could cough up blood.
Li Su wondered, "Do you have a cold?"
Lin Banxia: "Well... Yes, I have a cold."
"Oh, what about Song Qingluo?" Li Su said, "Why doesn't he answer the phone, I'm going to run to your house in a **** hurry to arrest someone."
Lin Banxia was thinking about what to say, but Song Qingluo, who was next to him, was awakened. He stretched out his hand without hesitation, took Lin Banxia's mobile phone over, and said, "Speak if you have something to say." He The low voice sounded very impatient.
When Li Su heard this, he didn't say anything for a long time.
Song Qingluo said, "Don't tell me, don't tell me I'm hanging up."
Li Su said: "Tell me—fuck, when did you two get together, is it appropriate to do this in broad daylight?"
Song Qingluo sneered: "It's none of your business."
Li Su was a little helpless: "Well, it's none of my business, just now the recorder passed by and found the seller, waiting for you to meet up, let's go together, hurry up - otherwise people will really come to the door. You two."
Song Qingluo hummed and hung up the phone, then moved closer to her naturally and kissed Lin Banxia's lips: "Get up."
Lin Banxia said, "Okay..."
The two went to take a shower, changed their clothes and went out to run errands.
As expected, the recorder was already waiting for them at the agreed location. It was a man and a woman. The woman seemed to know Song Qingluo, and she stood on tiptoe and waved at the two of them happily, shouting, "Mr. Song, this way."
Song Qingluo walked over and said straight to the point: "Where is the person?"
"The people are in City C." The girl said, "Did you know that there is an old building in City C? It's the one that is about to be demolished."
Song Qingluo shook her head, but Lin Banxia remembered it: "You mean it used to be the tube building in the family compound of the factory?"
"Yes, it's there." The girl smiled and extended her hand to Lin Banxia, "My name is Li Xinyu, and his name is Yi Xinhe. Are you Mr. Song's partner, Mr. Lin? Hello."
Lin Banxia felt that the girl looked quite clever, shook hands with her, and said, "Hello."
"Then are we going directly now?" Li Xinyu said, "What do you think, Mr. Song?"
Song Qingluo said, "Did you bring any weapons?"
"I only brought two daggers." Li Xinyu said, "In the city, it should be enough, right?"
In general, unless the heresy in the urban area is extremely harmful, they have no right to carry thermal weapons. Such things as thermal weapons need to be applied for, and they may not necessarily be approved. Of course, unless that heresy shows great danger.
"Go check the situation first." Song Qingluo said, "Let's go."
The group got into the car and headed towards the old town.
In the car, Song Qingluo put on the pair of black thin silk gloves as usual, and took out the dice that he carried with him. There is only one dice for a pair of monitors. Song Qingluo held this dice from beginning to end. In his hand, Lin Banxia had never touched it.
The numbers that Li Xinyu and Yi Xinhe rolled are normal, one twenty, one twenty-five, this is the first time Lin Banxia has seen such a low number. nervous.
Song Qingluo said, "Did the background investigation of the person who went to the ghost market clear?"
"It's clear, it's an ordinary company employee whose name is Wei Zhimao." Li Xinyu flipped through the documents, "Twenty-six years old, I grew up in City C since I was a child. From my resume, I can describe it with two ordinary words. It's just right."
"No contact history?" Song Qingluo said.
"No." Li Xinyu said, "If it is really heretical, it should have never been recorded."
Song Qingluo said, "Are there any other related events?"
Li Xinyu said: "I haven't found it yet."
Song Qingluo didn't say it, but as soon as she said Lin Banxia, she remembered: "By the way, when I went to work yesterday, my colleague told me that there was a case in the park a few days ago, and the situation was similar to Lu Yinyin, There was also someone who suddenly said that there was a worm in his stomach, and then cut open his stomach with his hands."
Li Xinyu was stunned for a moment: "Mr. Lin has other jobs?"
Lin Banxia replied casually, "Part-time job collecting corpses."
Li Xinyu: "..." These monitors are not normal people.
Song Qingluo frowned upon hearing this, and he pondered for a moment: "Be careful when you get there later, I don't think the situation is normal."
Lin Banxia: "What's wrong?"
Song Qingluo said: "A creature infected by a heresy is called a companion, and an item infected by a heresy is called a companion. No matter what kind of thing it is, there will be an aura of alienation on it, but the hairpin I bought at Lu Yinyin I can't feel the existence of this kind of breath, so there are two possibilities, one is that the hairpin is not a heretical thing, and the other is that this heretical thing has very special characteristics."
Lin Banxia: "For example?"
Song Qingluo: "For example, transfer."
Lin Banxia: "..."
Song Qingluo said, "Of course, it's just speculation." But in fact, they all knew very well that 90% of Lu Yinyin's changes were related to heresy, so the possibility was more inclined to Song Qingluo's second kind.
After driving for more than two hours, we finally arrived at the old town mentioned in Li Xinyu's information. It's only about twenty minutes away from the ghost market, so it's no wonder that person always goes there.
The narrow alleyway, with the old box-shaped building, walked for a distance, and Lin Banxia felt the style that was incompatible with the outside. It was like entering a completely strange world.
"He lives in Building 13, 6-4." Li Xinyu hesitated, "However, where is Building 13..." The buildings here are densely packed, and there are no signs. When a few of them walked in, it was like walking into a huge maze. , let alone want to find the target, and even the way back is a little confused.
Lin Banxia said, "Ask the people nearby?"
Li Xinyu said: "It can only be like this..."
A few people looked around and found an old lady sitting under the shade of a tree nearby, enjoying the shade. Li Xinyu walked over and whispered, "Old lady."
The old lady lifted her eyelids and glanced at her: "Huh?"
"Do you know where Building 13 is?" Li Xinyu asked.
The old lady said, "Why are you looking for Building 13?"
Li Xinyu said, "I want to find someone."
The old lady said, "Who is it?" She narrowed her eyes. "I know this one very well. Tell me, who are you looking for?"
Li Xinyu hesitated for a moment and said, "Wei Zhimao."
"Oh, that kid from the Wei family." The old lady said, "Why are you looking for him?"
Li Xinyu said, "We are his friends, and I want to find him for something."
"Really." The old lady narrowed her eyes, "There are 13 buildings over there, you can go over there." She pointed to a pipe building in the distance.
"Okay." Li Xinyu thanked her.
While the two were talking, Lin Banxia, who was standing beside her, noticed that there were a few more people in the building behind the old lady. Those people were of different genders and ages, and their faces were all expressionless. Cast a look.
I don't know if it was Lin Banxia's delusion. When he saw these people at first glance, he always felt that they looked alike, but when he looked closely, there was nothing in common.
Over there, Li Xinyu asked about the location of Building 13, and he got up and headed over there.
Lin Banxia glanced at Song Qingluo and found that he was also staring at the people in front of the building.
"What?" Lin Banxia asked.
Song Qingluo shook his head and did not speak.
There are only six floors in the 13 buildings. Wei Zhimao lived on the top floor. To prevent accidents, Lin Banxia was arranged to wait on the first floor, while Song Qingluo led the two recorders up.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Banxia looked at the surrounding environment. I have to say that the environment here is much better than the alley outside. There is no sewage and no garbage. Except for the old house, it is just an ordinary community. .
There was nothing to do anyway, Lin Banxia took out his phone and planned to check online to see if there was any other information, but as soon as he lowered his head, he felt that something was not right. That feeling... It was as if someone was staring at him. It seems. Lin Banxia raised her head and looked around, but saw no one, but when he carefully observed the nearby houses, a strong sense of disobedience suddenly appeared.
Lin Banxia took a closer look and found that... In the corridor of the tube building behind him, the things placed at the door of every house were all the same.
A shoe cabinet, a chair, just like copy and paste, even the placement is the same. Did they buy it together? Lin Banxia was thinking about it, and observed it more seriously. It's okay not to observe, but when he observed it, he was a little horrified, because not only the shoe cabinet, but even the shoes in the shoe cabinet were exactly the same. The first pair is blue slippers, the second pair is red high heels, the third pair, the fourth pair…
There are six floors, every floor, every house, and the same things are placed at the door.
Lin Banxia realized that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly took out her mobile phone and called Song Qingluo. But for some reason, the phone could not be dialed, as if something was interfering with the mobile phone signal.
"Ah!!" Yi Xinhe's exaggerated cry came from upstairs. As soon as Lin Banxia raised his head, he felt a drop of wetness fall on his cheek.
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