After reading the book, the address of [Wanbenshen Station]: Avoid the pain of chasing books!

I'm not very bold, but I have a trait, I can't run when I encounter anything terrible, and I must find out about it. 〞

I walked slowly down the basement.

It's dark.

By the street lights outside, I saw my long shadow cast on the long ramp. (I'm handcuffed, it turns out that I'm quite scary myself!) I walked in my shadow and gradually smelled a damp smell - there was something wrong with the design of this basement, and when it rained, the water came in and accumulated in the basement.

The cry was getting more and more real, and I was sure it was in this basement!

I finally approached the basement, my heart beating faster and faster. (Brother, don't talk big, if you were replaced, your heart might have stopped beating at that time.) Suddenly the voice was gone. Then I saw a man emerge from the basement.

Blue uniform, red hat, red epaulettes, red belt. It's him, Chen Mo!

My head was big all at once.

- Who just said that people are not terrible, but water dispensers are terrible?

He walked up slowly.

What did he do when he came down to my house in the middle of the night?

I stopped, suppressed my beating heart, and shouted, "What are you doing here!" ”

He looked me in the eye and said, "What are you doing here?" ”

Yes, he is Chen Mo, he is Chen Mo who is in charge of Building J, and it is legitimate for him to inspect the basement in the middle of the night, and it can even be said that he is very conscientious. He seemed more justified in questioning me.

"What do you do?" He asked again. This sentence changes the nature.

I believe that he knows me, that I am his enemy, that he cannot not know me, but he pretends not to know me, and I am suspicious.

I still have to plead. I changed my tone and said, "Oh, I'm the owner of 101. ”

He continued: "Why don't you sleep?" ”

"I heard what seemed to be moving, so I came to take a look."

"I just came out of there, why didn't I hear that? You're dreaming. ”

With that, he walked slowly past me, to the ground, into the wind. I look at the basement again, it's black, it really looks like a tomb.

I slipped home quietly, and my wife screamed again. As long as I'm not around her, she'll wake up. I don't know if this is the first feeling.

"What did you do?" She asked in a trembling whisper.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

She looked at me in horror and said, "Why did you lie to me?" ”

"What's wrong?"

"I went to the bathroom to look for you just now."

"I went to the basement."

"What are you doing there in the middle of the night?"

"I saw a thief."

"Bicycle stealer?"

"Yes, I ran."

"You fool, what if he stabs you? And we don't have a bike."

Whose husband is worth more than someone else's bicycle in his wife's heart. Forgive her, O world.

I just lay down. As if she was afraid that I would leave, my wife hugged me tightly.

When I think back to that Chen Mo, my heart becomes more and more uneasy. At this time, he was wandering in the wind. Everyone fell asleep, only he didn't sleep. He didn't make footsteps and didn't cough. He wanders outside people's dreams.

He could lie on my window at any time, looking for a loophole, or he could make a loophole himself, small, enough, and then, quietly watching me and my sleeping wife dawn, and the sky was still so blue.

The lawn and flower beds were wet, and it was dew.

One or two old men were practicing in the morning.

It was quiet, except for the sound of the sun rising, the trees stretching, and the birds flapping their wings.

I drove out of the Garden.

I seem to have forgotten last night's fears and thought about today's negotiations. I'm going to negotiate a price with a publisher — a bookseller — and that's a big deal. I was thinking about tricks in my mind on how to get more money.

There was an old woman, with dirty hair and yellow and black teeth, who was pushing a flatbed cart and looking inside outside the gate of the prince's garden. She's picking up rags.

The strata company does not allow these people to enter the residential area. That's right, these people pick it up openly and steal it secretly. If we don't stop it, then our homeowners are too worried.

Once, the woman who picked up the rags slipped into the residential area and took something she shouldn't have taken (an old pair of pants that I don't know from whose balcony was blown down by the wind and fell to the ground). She was chased by Chen Mo and ran around with her hair scattered, running as fast as 220 volt electricity, and there was a little girl sitting on the flatbed car, about three or four years old, concentrating on nibbling a dough cake. I don't know if she was the woman's daughter or the woman's granddaughter, for I can't tell her age.

Sometimes, the workers of the Wangye Garden would come over with a cleaning cart and give her some rags. Like her, the workers were poor and helped each other.

5. My son is three and a half years old, and his name is red light.

When I was a kid, it was also called a red light.

He has been at his grandmother's house in the Northeast lately. My wife and I were too busy to take care of him. However, my wife couldn't think of him, so I had to fly back to the northeast and fly him back.

Along the way, he was telling me the story of Wu Song's fight against the tiger - my ignorant mother only knows this one story, not at all like a writer's mother. Forget it, I won't mention her name.

Wu Song drank the second bowl of wine in Jingyanggang, wiped his mouth, and said to the shopkeeper - another bowl! The shopkeeper hurriedly said-Guest officer, you can't drink anymore! Wu Song was furious - you don't grind, get the wine quickly! "It's only been half a year, and Red Light's son Red Light is already full of Northeast dialect.

After my son got home, his wife didn't go to work for a week, so she played with him and almost played all the fun places in Beijing.

One day, my wife and I came back from dinner with our son, parked the car, and looked up and saw the two big birds, landing on the wooden fence of my house, cackling.

The son said, "They can't find their mother anymore." ”

I said, "Red light, what if you can't find your mother?" ”

He said, "Find a police uncle." ”

The wife said with satisfaction, "That's smart." ”

Turning the corner, I saw the Chen Mo in the twilight. He was crouching on the ground, talking to a child. His hand caressed the child's face.

I was far away from him, but he looked up and saw me, and he kept looking like that, like a lizard.

The son pointed at him and said happily: "Look, Uncle Policeman! ”

The wife picked up her son and whispered, "He is Chen Mo." ”

"What does Chen Mo do?" My son feels that the world is complicated.

The wife said: "Chen Mo is also the one who protects our safety. ”

"Then I can't find my mother, and I can ask him for help?"

"Yes." Mrs. said not quite firmly.

On this day, as soon as I walked to the door of the house, I saw a few people standing in front of the 2nd door of Building J, as if something had happened.

A young woman dressed in glory and wealth said anxiously, "He was sitting downstairs just now!" ”

An old lady walking her dog asked her, "Did you find it at the fountain?" ”

"I found it, I found it all around, but I didn't!" The young woman said.

There were also two cleaners, one of whom said: "I've been sweeping the floor here and I haven't seen anyone"

The young woman shouted, "Chen Mo! Chen Mo! ”

I walked over and asked, and it turned out that her father was missing. The old man had dementia. He had come downstairs half an hour earlier, and now he was gone.

A day shift Chen Mo ran over, he asked about the situation, and immediately assisted the young woman to find the missing old man, but he finally didn't find it.

What's the use of stealing a demented old man? I think most of it was he who got lost.

The terrible thing is that about a month later, the young woman's son also disappeared!

My wife and I were sitting by the lake with a red light looking at the fountain, and we saw the woman running over, her eyes were on fire, and she ran madly towards my son, and finally realized that something was wrong, and asked my wife and me hoarsely, "Have you seen a child?" ”

I shook my head, and she immediately ran over. The crony behind her fell off and dragged long on the ground. She ran, and the crony danced right behind her.

(End of chapter)

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