When I came to the Sanhe community, it was already about twelve o'clock at night.

The complex is very dark, it is an old-fashioned neighborhood, the property is all gone, and no one takes care of it.

The two of them drove and walked on the potholed cement road, and Zhang Yang showed Ye Xiuwen the way.

Zhang Yang came to Zhang Jiming's parents' house once to offer condolences, so he still remembers the road.

"This Zhang Jiming? He is very frugal on weekdays, and his parents' family is not very wealthy. The last time I visited, I saw his house and was still watching that flat screen TV. Zhang Yang said.

"That seems like a long time. So where did all his money go? A section chief, the salary is not low, right? Ye Xiuwen asked rhetorically.

"It seems that his father has some kind of illness and uses a lot of money. In addition, he divorced his wife.

They have a daughter who is in secondary school. He was responsible for his daughter's tuition, so ,......."

"Well, today's child is a big eater. By the way, why did Zhang Jiming divorce his wife? Ye Xiuwen asked rhetorically.

"This, I really don't know, it seems to be, the relationship between husband and wife is not compatible, right? I don't know.

At that time, I was not the director, so I didn't know about it. Zhang Yang said.

"Then when did he divorce his wife?" Ye Xiuwen asked in vain, a thought flashed through his mind.

"About three years ago!" Zhang Yang said uncertainly.

"Hehe, everything, it seems to be connected. Let's go quickly, maybe we are not far from the truth. ”

Ye Xiuwen said with a smile, and under Zhang Yang's guidance, he parked the car in front of an old-fashioned six-story building.

The residents of the small building are resting, and there are no lights in the corridor, which looks dark.

Zhang Yang had a bad premonition, took his mobile phone to illuminate in front, and said as he walked: "It can't be anything, right?" ”

"What floor is Zhang Jiming's parents' home?" Ye Xiuwen said.

"Second floor, 201,......." Zhang Yang replied.

"Let's hurry!"

Ye Xiuwen also had a bad idea in this kind of gloomy small building, where there were no corridor lights.

It's a common human disease, and in eerie places, it's always associated with corpses, or ghosts.

So the pace of the two of them quickened and ran directly to the second floor.

The sound of two people running was loud, but it seemed that the whole small building was as quiet as death.

There was no sound, no light, as if the whole building had been abandoned for a long time.

"Bang! Boom! .......”

"Squeak, squeak,......."

Zhang Yang went to knock on the door, but the door knocked twice, and it opened by himself.

Zhang Yang was so frightened that he swallowed a mouthful of spit. Although he is also an old detective, there is also a creepy feeling against the backdrop of this gloomy atmosphere.

His footsteps stopped because of this, and Ye Xiuwen patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let me come!" ”

Ye Xiuwen slowly pushed open the door and asked, "Is there anyone at home?" We are the police. ”

Ye Xiuwen asked out loud first, after all, there were two old people living in the house, and if he scared someone, he was uneasy.

"Come in! .......”

In vain, the voice of an old lady came from the living room around the corner.

The voice sounds flat, but at times like these, it's a bit out of place.

Imagine how you would react when someone broke into your home in the middle of the night. Surely you wouldn't say so calmly, come in! At the very least, you have to confirm the identity of the other person first.

But the old lady did not do that, not only did she leave the door open at night, but also sat on the sofa in the living room, smearing and drinking tea.

This scene is all weird.

Ye Xiuwen found the switch by the moonlight, but when he pressed it, the light did not turn on.

"Two months ago, it broke! That's fine,....... Come on, guest, sit down, and I'll pour you tea. ”

In the dark room, the old lady acted as usual, and her steps were as light as if she were stepping on cotton.

Zhang Yang stood at the door, his nervous legs trembling. But Ye Xiuwen strode in.

Ye Xiuwen stood at the window and looked out the window, but when he saw the entire community, it was still dark.

At this time, Zhang Yang Dan saw that Ye Xiuwen was calm and calm, and he also relaxed. Picked up the hot tea brought by the old lady, put it in his mouth and took a sip.

"Auntie? Why does this tea taste a little weird? Zhang Yang took a sip and said.

"This is the old community, the tap water is polluted, no one cares, and the residents in the building are almost gone.

If you can, go! If you don't have the ability, you just make do with it. ......," the old lady sighed.

"These people,...... Auntie, don't worry, I will definitely take this matter to heart.

By the way, you still know me, right? My name is Zhang Yang, I've been to your house before, do you remember? ”

Zhang Yang added.

"You're the leader of Jiming, right? I remember you! ”

The old lady said, Zhang Yang is still beautiful in his heart, but he didn't expect that this old lady's memory is so good.

"By the way, what about uncle? Sleeping? Zhang Yang asked casually.

"Your uncle? Love to be clean, soak in the bath! The old lady said again, Zhang Yang heard it in a fog.

At this time, Ye Xiuwen frowned slightly, taking a bath in the middle of the night, there may be no one who will have this habit.

"Let's go see Uncle, okay?" Ye Xiuwen asked for the eldest mother's opinion.

"Go ahead! He's in the bathroom! ”

The old lady waved her hand again and again, and Zhang Yang took out the mobile phone again.

There was a light on the phone, but the old lady saw the bright light and blocked her eyes with her hand.

With the help of the faint light, Ye Xiuwen saw the old lady's haggard face, sallow skin, sunken eyes, and dark circles.

It feels like this old lady hasn't rested for a long time.

He followed behind Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang pushed open the door of the bathroom on one side.

A smell of formalin hits the face.

Zhang Yang covered his nose and looked at the noodles next to the door, only then did he know why there was no such strong smell in the house.

The door was sealed, and the windows in the living room were open. The door is also open, which makes sense.

"Uncle? Uncle? Zhang Yang shouted. But Ye Xiuwen thinks that Zhang Yang's call is not nutritious at all.

Can a living person remain silent in such a sealed environment?

Ye Xiuwen covered his nose gently, but Zhang Yang screamed at this time, and lost his mobile phone.

Ye Xiuwen's eyes were quick and he grabbed the mobile phone in his hand.

The light stabilized, and Ye Xiuwen saw a skinny man in the bathtub.

The person is lying on his back in the tub. Gray hair, covering half of the face.

The mouth was open, and formalin had filled his body,......

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