Chapter Eighty-Seven: Calls
"Hell... Hell. ”
I was so frightened that I took a few steps back, and my mind went blank.
"How is it possible..., this...".
I sat on the ground with a frightening face, but there was an indescribable charm in my heart.
He got up a little bit with his hands on the ground, trying to check the hideous skeleton in front of him again, but found that the skin on the right side was very hard.
"It's like..., it's like a human specimen in a medical textbook."
"TM's, she played it again".
I was so angry that I almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.
It's just that I really can't think of why that little girl made a half-skeleton human specimen in her own appearance.
"Boom."
Another explosion resounded outside the window, and the night sky was covered with dark clouds, completely obscuring the only glimmer of moonlight.
The torrential rain washed away the transparent glass, and the wind howled as if it could break through the window at any time in the next second.
I barely mustered myself up and looked around, looking for traces of the phone.
Suddenly, a pleasant and familiar ringtone sounded, and the light from the phone screen stood out in the darkness.
I couldn't wait to run over, looking at the call from Lao Yan above, I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart.
"Old Yan... Already sacrificed, this should have been called by her daughter. ”
At this moment, thousands of thoughts came to my heart, and I didn't know which nerve was deranged in my head, so I became unhurried.
Late at night, I sat in the doctor's seat in the office, pulled out a cigarette from the desk, and suddenly remembered what the doctor had said.
"I have underlying psychosis that has a high chance of developing a split personality if left untreated."
"Split personality...? What is a split personality, is there a split of two consciousnesses in one body?"
I don't have much to say about this esoteric medical term, just take it literally, and it exudes a little weirdness.
The dark wind in the corridor outside the room whistled softly, and it actually blew in through the crack in the door, and the cold and biting feeling blew on my face.
The next second, I couldn't help but shudder.
"All this..., could it be just a hallucination caused by my insanity, there is no such person as Lao Yan in the world."
"Hiss...".
Maybe it was the cold wind blowing into the ears that made the eardrums ach, and the memory of Lao Yan in my mind became clear little by little.
"He's a veteran soldier, and he's a tough guy, and people like him usually don't live more than three seconds in TV dramas."
"Shhhh What was I thinking. ”
The flickering lightning outside the window suddenly lit up the night sky, and I was startled and gasped.
Looking at the phone in front of me that had not been picked up for a long time, I hurriedly pressed the answer button.
Surprisingly, there seemed to be silence on the other end of the phone.
It took a while for a while to hear a loud sound, a little bit clear.
My eyes widened and I didn't wait for the other person to speak first, and then I hurriedly asked.
"Are you Lao Yan's daughter? Where is Lao Yan now. ”
The other end of the phone was obviously frightened by my hideous voice, and I gradually realized my gaffe, but the sudden anxiety in my heart could not subside.
At this moment, I can't care so much.
"My dad... My dad... He sacrificed... Whining. ”
Lao Yan's daughter's voice came from the microphone with violent sobbing.
I chuckled in my heart, and I couldn't imagine that when the news was confirmed, my heart and even my whole body were aching.
"Shhhhh
He rubbed his temples with his hand and gasped, then asked in a low voice.
"Did your father tell you anything before he left?"
Outside the window, the light of thunder and lightning flashed on half of my face, and as the thunderclap sounded, the whole night sky shone with an eerie glow.
"He... He said, woo woo woo... He said he was going to let me... Live well, and say...".
"What else to say."
Listening to the sobbing voice on the other end of the phone, I couldn't help but feel a little impatient in my heart, and it wasn't anger.
It's just that all of a sudden I returned to the world, "the feeling of being alone." ”
Incomparably bleak and ridiculous.
"My father also said..., I like to hear your story, woo..., uncle, I'm so scared now."
"What should I do?"
The sound of Lao Yan's daughter crying and the chaotic footsteps in the microphone came and went.
My bloody eyes widened as if I felt like a mouthful of old blood was about to spurt out of my throat.
After a long time, I forcibly suppressed the sadness in my heart and said gently: "Don't be afraid, uncle will come to save you soon, you talk to me first." ”
"Why did you go to the basement of the police station, didn't Lao Yan tell me how dangerous it was down there."
I learned to ask in a concerned tone, and finally I got the story out of her mouth little by little.
It turned out that after Lao Yan and I escaped alive from there, the entire police station was secretly taken over by the military.
But I didn't think that it would be more than three days before a group of archaeological teams claiming to be sent by their superiors came and wanted to enter the basement to investigate.
Lao Yan's daughter had just taken up the post of auxiliary policeman, and she also wanted to leave a good impression on the archaeological team sent by her superiors, so she immediately pulled Lao Yan to volunteer to serve as a "guide." ”
When I heard this, I couldn't help but get angry, and I actually shouted into the microphone in a bit of a gaffe.
"Don't you know that this is an underground fortification left by the Japanese army, and an archaeological team was actually sent to investigate, which is simply TM's **."
"I'm sorry... Woo, I really didn't know it would turn out like this, woooooooo
The sound of crying echoed in my head little by little along the microphone, and my heart couldn't help but tighten.
Recalling that Lao Yan's daughter once wore a brand-new police uniform and took notes carefully in front of my hospital bed, the anger in my heart couldn't help but completely vent.
"She's just a child, what kind of tantrum I have with her."
I rubbed my temples vigorously, and the scene of Lao Yan covered in blood echoed in my mind, making me unable to extricate myself.
"Yes... I'm sorry, but Uncle is not throwing a tantrum with you, but with the so-called archaeological team. ”
"Later, how many of you are there?"
This time, there was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, listening to the noisy and chaotic footsteps and faint crying inside, and my heart couldn't help but tighten.
"We... There were 10 of us, and everything was going well... Also... I didn't find any danger, but when I entered the 3rd basement floor. ”
Out of curiosity, one of the team members quietly put his hand into the iron door... Whining. ”
"Uncle, I'm sorry, I killed my father..., you... You're going to leave me to fend for myself... Whining. ”
Lao Yan's daughter's crying voice was sour, so I couldn't be angry with her, but listening to her description, I really couldn't think clearly.
I thought to myself that the problem must be with the iron gates, so I suppressed my voice and asked, "Did you go in later?" ”
The sound of sobbing on the other end of the phone was incessant, and I gradually became a little upset.
Maybe I was born without a woman's fate, and I didn't know how to comfort Lao Yan's daughter Pear Blossom with rain in the face of the sobs.