At the airport near midnight, except for some people waiting to pick up the airport at the exit gate, the empty hall was a little deserted.

Occasionally, a few cleaners are mopping the floor.

Although he knew that no one would come to pick him up, Fang Zhe couldn't help but glance at the group of people a few more times.

Then he naturally withdrew his gaze and followed Zheng Siming to the elevator to the underground parking lot.

Because when Zheng Siming went to Shencheng, he drove to this airport by himself.

When the elevator door slowly closed, there was a figure who stopped for a long time and looked here.

"Welcome home."

The man had silver hair and a kind smile on his face, and his body was slowly ignited by the flames and turned into nothingness.

No one found out.

"I'll send you home directly, Zhang Xun said that the captain didn't tell us that we should report to the bureau."

As soon as the car drove out of the airport terminal, Zheng Siming held the steering wheel and said.

Fang Zhe moved his neck and let out a casual "um".

Then, he immediately took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and clicked on the chat message with Yang Haixin.

"Lao Yang, I want to ask for leave tomorrow."

message, sent out directly.

Fang Zhe thought that the other party would not reply so quickly, and almost closed the phone and put it back in his pocket.

Unexpectedly, just a few seconds after the message was sent, the mobile phone vibrated immediately.

It's a voice message, Yang Haixin, and the message is always sent by voice, not text.

After Fang Zhe clicked on it, he heard the very familiar, weak voice and the iconic tone particle.

"Why do you want to take a leave of absence?"

Fang Zhe didn't think about it, and quickly tapped the screen with his mobile phone.

"I'm not feeling well and want to rest at home for a few days."

Immediately, another voice message came.

"You're not feeling well."

"I don't feel comfortable seeing you."

"Hey, then you continue to come to the bureau tomorrow, don't rest, I won't go over for the next few days."

“。。。”

Fang Zhe swiped his finger on the screen expressionlessly, and he deleted Yang Haixin's WeChat.

"Poof."

Zheng Siming held back for a long time, and finally laughed.

Because Yang Haixin has been sending voice messages, even if he doesn't know what Fang Zhe is talking about, he can guess a rough idea.

Fang Zhe glanced at Zheng Siming coldly, and then looked for it in the friend list.

I searched for a long time, but I couldn't find it.

He suddenly remembered that when Zheng Siming sent photos of the butcher's crime scene on a rainy night to disgust him, he had already blocked him.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhe silently stretched out his fingers and picked them in his nostrils, and then lightly drew a line on Zheng Siming's face.

At this time, there are not many vehicles on this national highway from the airport to Licheng.

Suddenly, I saw a black luxury car, turning left and right in the middle of the road.

The shrill sound of tire grinding, accompanied by the roar of a man, resounded in the darkness.

Probably less than an hour.

Fang Zhe arrived home.

To be precise, I was forced to take a new taxi before I got home.

The house was shrouded in darkness, and there was no light inside or outside the house.

Only the street lamps on the side of the street not far away, providing a faint light source.

Fang Zhe glanced up at his neighbor's house.

It's still so dilapidated, desolate, and all sorts of dusty cordons.

For Liu Liang's former residence, he actually doesn't have much emotion, because of this house, he rarely steps into it.

Liu Liang's parents have always been unhappy to see their children playing with Fang Zhe, even if they are amiable on the surface, they often say, "Our Liu Liang, I like to follow your ass the most." ”

But in fact, Liu Liang said in front of him more than once that his parents actually had a very bad impression of Fang Zhe.

Therefore, Fang Zhe was naturally not willing to have too much contact, if it weren't for Liu Liang's dead skin pestering him, he wouldn't even want to continue to make friends with this person.

Even if he has always had only such a friend.

In the eyes of Liu Liang's parents, Fang Zhe is a nemesis and an evil existence.

Most of the people in Haixi City are very superstitious, and you can see the clues from the various temples that can be seen everywhere.

Liu Liang's parents are naturally the same.

They felt that the reason why there was a fire in Fang Zhe's house, and the reason why Fang Zhe's parents would die in the fire and the other would go crazy, was entirely because Fang Zhe was a nemesis.

Gram father and mother gram everything.

If it weren't for the skyrocketing housing prices at the moment, the couple would have even considered whether to move.

Because they were afraid that Fang Zhe would return to his neighbors.

But the truth seems to be true.

Shaking his head, Fang Zhe retrieved the few old things that remained in his memory.

He pulled out the key and opened the door to his house.

As soon as he walked into the dark room, Fang Zhe was keenly aware that someone seemed to be peeping at him in secret.

It's in this house!

It's like a prey that strays into a trap, and as soon as it struggles, it is immediately discovered by the hunter who set the trap.

He was ready to call Xia Ran at any time.

lights, turn on.

The whole room was instantly enveloped in light.

Fang Zhe saw that his uncle was in the corridor on the second floor, staring at him, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Uncle, I haven't slept so late."

Fang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, he thought that some enemy had come to the door.

For example, Dr. Gao.

"Hmm."

Fang Shijun didn't say much, just answered a word briefly, and then turned around and walked towards his room.

His bedroom, right behind him.

Fang Zhe was accustomed to his uncle's attitude.

If the other party suddenly became enthusiastic tonight, he would go to the kitchen to secretly get a kitchen knife, and then rush upstairs.

Fang Zhe didn't answer, just locked the door behind him.

However, at this time, Fang Shijun, who was about to stretch out his hand to push open his door, suddenly stopped moving, and he also felt that his attitude just now was not very good.

After all, before Fang Zhe came back from Shencheng, he had sent him a message, but he forgot it because of other things.

Fang Shijun thought for a while, turned around to look at the person downstairs, and said, "It's late, you should go to bed early." ”

When he said this, he stopped, and looked at the appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, as if he had not finished speaking.

He originally wanted to tell Fang Zhe about a strange thing, but he felt that it was not necessary.

Maybe I was wrong.

Fang Shijun recently discovered that a strange little girl could always be seen wandering around the door of the house, as if waiting for someone.

And the little girl's eyes when she looked at her were also full of unkindness.

Although it is not good, it is not hostile, but it is a bit like the feeling of looking at a rival in love.

It was precisely because of this feeling that Fang Shijun decided not to tell Fang Zhe about it.

After all, what threat can a little girl have?

Fang Shijun went into the house to rest.

Not long after, Fang Zhe also walked into his room.

The two people obviously live under the same roof, but the relationship is so stiff that they are not as good as the tenants who share a room.

Soon, the lights on the self-built building were turned off again.

Everything is back in the arms of darkness.

Outside the door, on the empty road, a little girl suddenly came out of nowhere.

I saw her happy like a child, jumping and jumping on the road, shouting softly.

"Big brother is back, I finally see big brother~"