Autumn in the north is not like the south, and the character is very impatient. Summer has not completely left, but it has come early.

The summer heat has not completely dissipated, and it is still as hot as noon, but the early morning and night are already occupied by the slightly cool autumn weather.

After many days of absence, Zheng Ming finally got rid of the endless inspections, observations, and inquiries and interrogations. At this time, he was being sent out of the sanatorium, and he was walking aimlessly through the streets.

It was dusk, and the afternoon sun finally subsided the scorching heat of baking everything, leaving behind a fiery red color. The breeze gently brushed his face, bringing a touch of coolness to Zheng Ming's golden body.

"Whew~"

Zheng Ming took a sharp puff of the cigarette in his hand, and Yang Qishou slowly spit out the familiar smoke ring.

The maple trees lining the streets have been dressed in orange and red, and the warm sunlight shines on them, dyeing them golden.

"Kari still has his savings at that time, and the keys are there, so I don't know what happened to the house."

Zheng Ming looked at the busy streets around him a little dazedly, his eyes were a little dazed. He didn't know where to go. He has always regarded himself as a bystander in another world, but when he really returns to the reality he was in, he finds that there is no difference.

"Maybe it's not the world you're in, it's the person who lives in it." He sighed softly, then stopped and looked up at the sky.

The sky was high, far away, and blue.

The sky is clear and cloudless.

Just like the autumn sky should be.

A strong wind blew, blowing the corners of Zheng Ming's clothes and the maple leaves in the sky.

These maple rains, which have bright red and yellow colors, sparkle and shine in the sun. The sunlight passed through the maple leaves, beating naughtily on his face, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

"Hehe, it's really a familiar view."

Looking at the beautiful scene in front of him, he couldn't help but think of when he was a child, when he was only in junior high school, and every day on the way home from school, he would stand quietly under the fallen leaves like now, stand for a long time, and finally wait until the sky was completely dark before he re-embarked on the road home.

"It's a bit nostalgic. Whether it's a virtual fantasy or not, it's worth it. "

sighed softly, Zheng Ming didn't speak, just like when he was young and cheerful, silently admiring the beautiful scenery in front of him.

It's the end of school. Along the way, the pedestrians of all shapes and sizes staggered past Zheng Ming.

They are in a hurry, or they are leisurely, or they are in groups, or they are alone, or they are laughing and laughing, or they are sad.

Occasionally, someone was curious about the young man who was pestled on the sidewalk like a pillar, and they either peeked at Zheng Ming or looked at him openly. But without exception, these people who looked at Zheng Ming were attracted by the face that seemed to radiate light and the radiant eyes, and unconsciously slowed down.

...

At the same time, in the sanatorium, Song Zihua, who had just sent Zheng Ming away, stepped into the room where Guo Jin was.

"He's gone?" Guo Jin buried his head in sorting out and watching the notes recorded in the past few days, and asked without raising his head after hearing the movement.

"Hmm."

Song Zihua replied in a deep voice and walked closer, and saw Guo Jin looking at some materials and comparing them with the notes that recorded Zheng Ming's words, and couldn't help but ask out loud.

"Still looking at these? Didn't we come to a conclusion? What he said did not deviate from what we knew. Every time his narrative is the same, there is no contradiction, and I think he should not be lying. "

"I didn't lie, but I could have hidden something. Maybe you can find some clues in his transcripts. Guo Jin's subordinates kept moving, and their mouths were casually perfunctory.

Song Zihua sighed lightly when he saw Guo Jin like this, pulled out the information placed in front of him, and said in a slightly hurried tone: "Don't you give up yet?" Let's not forget that we are all ordinary people, and we started out just out of interest. Since he's awake and we haven't noticed anything unusual about him, we should stop there. "

"Are you willing? After investigating for so long and expending so much energy, he finally woke up on his own. The weird symptoms got better on their own. This is tantamount to saying that your research for the past two years has been in vain! "

Song Zihua saw that Guo Jin still refused to give up, and asked unwillingly, and immediately raised his voice.

"And what do you want me to do? Even if it is a research experiment, if you go in the wrong direction at the beginning, you have to give up. Even if it costs a lot, when you realize that you can't get results, you should stop it in time! "

Song Zihua was also unwilling, but there was no way. He was ambitious and determined to study and explain Zheng Ming's symptoms and treat him. At the same time, new case symptoms were published, and even entered the field of psychiatric research. However, in the end, for two years, he was confused about Zheng Ming's cause and solution, and he didn't even have a clue how to suppress and alleviate the symptoms.

Now the patient is awake and healed on his own. Although he was not reconciled, he could only accept it.

Guo Jin saw Song Zihua standing beside him and was silent for a long time, and immediately unceremoniously snatched the information that Song Zihua grabbed in his hand, and said mercilessly: "If you give up, I can't take care of it, but don't take care of me either." I need to be quiet, please get out if you don't want to continue. "

Song Zihua, who had been ordered to evict customers by his friends for many years, wanted to speak several times, and finally sighed, dropped a sentence and turned around and walked out.

"Don't forget it's just an interest, don't get too deep."

Guo Jin didn't look back, didn't even raise his head. He looked straight at the information in front of him, but his face was slightly complicated.

He scanned the page in front of him for a long time, and finally realized that he couldn't read it at all, so he slammed his notebook on the table, turned and walked towards the projector.

Flip the switch, put down the curtain, and the images that he had seen countless times reappeared on the curtain.

Do you remember what you posted on your profile? Can you elaborate on that? "

This dry and hoarse voice came from Guo Jin. In the picture, opposite him, the short and thin man with a standard melon seed face trembled slightly when he heard this.

"What I said is true. I just wrote about what I saw at his house when I was a kid. I didn't expect it to be turned out, and I didn't know it would become like that! "

The melon seed face man's name is Yin Taifeng, Zheng Ming's elementary and junior high school classmates, and childhood playmates. And what he meant in his mouth was Zheng Ming.

This is an interrogation video taken by Guo Jin. Yin Taifeng was the clue he found when he investigated why Jiang Ya stabbed Zheng Ming.

"No one has any intention to blame you. I just want to know what happened. "

The voice belonging to Guo Jin in the picture sounded again.

Yin Taifeng hesitated before he said intermittently: "What do you want to know?" "

"What I want to ask is what happened on the day you wrote the article."

It can be seen that Yin Taifeng in the picture seems to be reminiscing, and his eyes are looking at the oblique upward.

"That was when we were in elementary school. At that time, Zheng Ming and I were close friends, and we played together every day. Does it seem like it's Saturday or Sunday? Anyway, it was the end of the school holidays, and I ran to his house to find him to come out and play. That was the first time I went to his house, and although I had been downstairs to his house, it was the first time I was entered by him. It was as if he was going to do his homework that day, which was left for him by his stepmother, who said he had to finish it before he could come out to play. "

Speaking of which, Yin Taifeng seemed to remember something, and added in the direction of the camera: "Oh, I forgot to say it." He is very strict in his house. "

"Hmm. Please continue. "

"I was led through the door by him and followed him into his room. He was doing his homework, and I was waiting boredly. The result of the two children getting together in the room can be imagined. He seemed to be in a good mood that day, maybe because of me with him? "

After saying something uncertainly, Yin Taifeng laughed first.

"Hehe, he was chatting with me while doing the questions. Finally, after spending most of the afternoon, he finally finished it. Then he happily ran to another bedroom with the notebook. It was at this time that I learned that there were other people in the house. "

Speaking of this, Yin Taifeng under the camera seemed to think of something, and a look of pity appeared on his face.

"Originally, he was happily going to the errand, and I thought we could finally go out and play. But soon I heard a series of high-pitched, angry roars, thuds, and crashes. I don't remember what it said. The article is also written according to my impressions, but I am sure that I am not exaggerating. Or maybe I've done some embellishments, and the original scolding Ken is not worse than what I wrote. "

It seemed that he was afraid of being accused, and Yin Taifeng hurriedly explained.

"What's the approximate reason?"

"I remember it seemed like it was because he was talking to me too noisily during my studies and it the man."

"That person?"

"It's his stepmother!"

Yin Taifeng, who was interrupted again, said angrily, and continued: "I heard the impact getting louder and louder, mixed with Zheng Ming's confession of mistake and begging for mercy, so I couldn't help but go to see the situation. Under normal circumstances, there are usually outsiders who will always be restrained, right? "

Under the camera, a touch of fear crept up on Yin Taifeng's face at this time, he swallowed his saliva, and continued to speak after a short pause.

"But I was wrong. I still remember what happened that day and the fear she brought me. Through the crack in the door, I saw Zheng Ming, who fell to the ground and shrunk into a prawn shape, holding his head, and the woman with a distorted expression and kicking him. "

Taking a deep breath, Yin Taifeng looked afraid.

"I didn't dare to speak out, and I didn't dare to stop it. However, my peeping was quickly discovered by her.

You know what that feels like? It was as if the muscles of the whole body were stiffened by fear, and they did not listen to the command of the brain, and trembled willfully alone. The tongue seems to be knotted and blocked in the throat, making people speechless and breathless. That's how I felt when I staggered into her terrifying eyes.

I just remember hearing something like, 'Look at what you see.'" Why don't you get out of here? '; Then I saw her pounce on me like an angry lion, and like a desperate ghost, with huge footsteps that would arrest my heart. "

Silent.

The image seemed to have lost its voice here, and no sound came out. In the picture, Yin Taifeng silently held his chin and stopped talking.

"And then? And then what happened? "

Guo Jin's low and hoarse voice was like a sudden explosion of thunder in this quiet environment where the sound of breathing was inaudible, making Yin Taifeng, who was silently pondering something, tremble.

Yin Taifeng pondered for a long time, and after taking a deep look in the direction of the camera, he replied with a complicated face: "Then? Then I ran. I was scared to death. Even if he ran out of his house, he didn't dare to stop. I ran as hard as I could, not daring to look back to see if she was chasing her. I felt like I could be killed if I was a little slower. "

In the picture, Yin Taifeng's chest rose and fell violently, and even the sound of breathing became very heavy.

"I didn't have time to think about anything else. Finally I ran to the vicinity of the house in one go, and was forced to stop until I fell to the ground with a fire burning in my chest. "

"What about Zheng Ming? How is he? "

"I don't know. When I saw him again at school, he behaved as usual. I wanted to ask him, but I wasn't too embarrassed to go. After that, it may be because of fear, or maybe he has a grudge, and the relationship between us gradually drifted apart. Occasionally, we play together at school, but only at school. None of us ever talked to each other about that day again. Later, I heard that he was very popular in school, but he didn't have many private friends. I think... I'm the last friend to be able to get into his house. "

"So you haven't been in touch outside of school since?"

"Yes. The next time I met him alone was when he was in high school. At that time, I don't know who turned it out of the diary I wrote that day, and it made a lot of noise. He asked me out alone to talk about it. "

"You don't just keep a diary. When your article was turned out and suddenly exploded, you should know what you have done yourself, right? "

Yin Taifeng's face changed when he heard this, and then he admitted it with a wry smile.

"I'll admit that I was really asked about it by a lot of people at the time, and I was a little cautious. Admittedly, I did suspect that I was fueling the trouble, but I can't blame it, who would have thought that things would end up like that. Who would have thought that a network that seemed out of reach would have such serious consequences? Who would have thought that a sentence of abuse and denunciation could actually force people to death! "

"And what exactly did he talk to you about?"

Hearing Guo Jin's question again, Yin Taifeng's face was slightly unnatural, and he said in a muffled voice: "I didn't talk about anything." It was a time when everyone was shocked by her death and turned the finger at him, and I didn't want to be involved with him at that time. I went out to see him just to get out of the way. You know, we've been estranged for many years, and we're no longer friends. "

Seeing that the video is played to the end, the projection has also changed to a blue screensaver screensaver.

Guo Jin, who was sitting alone in a chair in the room biting his nails and meditating, his face was dyed blue.

Do you remember what you posted on your profile? Can you elaborate on that? "

The image cycled again, but Guo Jin, whose eyes were empty, didn't notice it at all.