"How did they die?!"
Lun Heping's adoptive parents were very kind to this orphan who was adopted by his family since he was a child.
It's a pity that he was in the rebellious period of youth, and his interest in the opposite sex was far greater than those two nagging old men.
But rebellion is rebellion. After hearing the news that the two elders were killed, Lun was still very upset.
In particular, why did the murderer become himself!
"Someone must have framed me."
With no time to grieve over the death of his adoptive parents, the first thing Lun Heping thinks about is how he can get out of it unscathed.
The Anti-Search Department has already issued a warrant. If there is no accident, as long as he is caught, he will die.
Massive free energy has popularized technology, but it has not brought about the progress of social systems.
The Seris Empire is still essentially a feudal empire.
The emperor is high above the sky, the nobles are surrounded by stars, a country that expressly writes the inequality between people above the law.
Civilians who kill people don't even need to go through a public trial, as long as the anti-corruption department agrees, they can be directly sentenced to death.
In order to improve the detection rate, while maintaining fear among the people, such things happen from time to time.
…
"Who can I trust?"
After such a big thing happened, he felt that none of his friends dared to take him in. According to the laws of the empire, covering up was the same crime as the mastermind.
"relative?"
He is a war orphan, and his so-called relatives are relatives of his adoptive parents. Now that he has been convicted of murdering his relatives, it would be a shame for his relatives not to arrest him.
"Yes, and her."
Lun Heping suddenly remembered that he still has a so-called "sister".
Both were children adopted by the same couple more than ten years ago, but the other child was sent to a mental hospital not long after, and the adoptive parents would visit occasionally.
So his memories of this "sister" are basically limited to being afraid of her when he was a child.
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"Driver, go to Violet Hospital."
Lun Heping quietly left the bus, and then stopped another taxi.
"Violet Hospital?" The master frowned, but didn't say anything.
After driving for nearly half an hour, the car stopped slowly at the entrance of an old hospital with yellowed walls.
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"Little brother, this place is a bit evil." The driver of the car couldn't help reminding Lun Heping to pay attention to safety.
"Well, thank you, master." Lun Heping replied, then opened the door and got out of the car.
…
Everything he experienced just now, as well as the death of his adoptive parents, made him mature a lot in just one hour.
Standing alone in front of the hospital, he felt very confused.
The hospital was built in a sparse forest, with a thin layer of fallen leaves on the ground, and there was only one road leading to the outside.
If there is any place where the news is the most blocked, this is definitely one of them.
The brilliance of the origin stone seems to have not shone on this old hospital at all. Through the gate that is covered with spots of rust, one can clearly see the situation inside.
The nurse in white sat on the side, reading the gossip magazine in his hand with great enjoyment, and only occasionally raised his head to glance at the patient who came out to "release the air".
Both the nurse and the patient seemed very quiet, a little scary.
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"Register." The aunt who received him at the front desk weakly handed out a booklet.
Lun Heping looked at the column of the visitor's name on the brochure, hesitated for a moment, and filled in the pseudonym Lun Ye.
"Are you Roentgen's family?" When the aunt took the book, her hands trembled suddenly, as if the name represented something bad.
"Yes, what's the matter?" Lun Heping was a little puzzled.
"Where's that couple who come here every year? Why don't you see them?" The middle-aged aunt seemed to remember this matter of Roentgen quite clearly.
"They... they passed away."
"It's a disaster." The aunt pressed her mouth openly in a low voice, not caring about Lun Heping's expression.
"Fifth floor, the innermost room 507."
After yelling a few words, the aunt pointed to the old elevator.
"Excuse me... are there stairs?" Lun Heping took a look at the quality of the elevator and decided that it would be safer to take the stairs.
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Following the direction that the aunt pointed, he walked carefully through the relatively clean corridor and came to the stairs full of cigarette butts and garbage.
There is still a lot of rubbish piled up in the corridor, and it can be seen that no one has cleaned it up for a long time.
"Why is there no one on the fifth floor?"
After finally passing through the piles of rubbish and reaching the fifth floor, Lun Heping found that it was too quiet here, as deadly quiet.
The only sound was his footsteps.
Not even the sound of ticking water to exaggerate the terrifying atmosphere.
It's just that Lun Heping, who was preoccupied, didn't pay much attention to these details. The death of his adoptive parents, his inexplicable becoming a murderer, Hui's last cry, these explosive news had already messed his head into a mess.
Even if there were ghosts, the fear was pushed aside by all kinds of troubles.
"Sister?" Lun Heping walked to the door of Room 507 and knocked gently on the door.
The door was actually unlocked, but he knocked twice politely.
This half-sister, who has lived in a mental hospital for a long time, he doesn't know what it means to come to find her.
But there seemed to be a kind of power in my heart, urging myself to find her.
The door opened automatically.
In an empty room, a girl in a plain white dress sat on a chair and quietly played with her mobile phone.
The breeze blew up her long hair, revealing half of her peaceful face.
The scene in front of him made Lun Heping unable to believe that he was in a mental hospital.
However, the girl's face was far more beautiful than Hui's, but it didn't make the boy feel any lust.
On the contrary, there was a faint chill on the back.
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"You came."
Roentgen was so casual, it didn't seem like it was spoken by two people who hadn't seen each other for more than ten years.
The stunned boy nodded stiffly.
"It seems that they are dead." The girl talked about the fact that her adoptive parents died in an extremely flat tone.
The stunned boy nodded stiffly again.
"Why are you acting like nothing happened?!
Also, why do you act like you know everything? ! "
Lun and Ping's hysterical howls completely broke the dead silence on the fifth floor.
All the way under the tremendous psychological pressure that he shouldn't have to bear at this age, the boy has almost collapsed.
Following his instinctive call, he came here with great difficulty, thinking that he could find a glimmer of hope, but in the end he got such an answer, Lun Heping really couldn't accept it.
Now he is a bit logically confused.
The sound insulation of the dilapidated building is actually not very good. The sound from the fifth floor can easily be transmitted to the fourth floor, but no one came to stop him.