How did Yu Siqi, who was full of food and drink, return to his bedroom, this is a question. But now he was sleeping soundly, and there was almost dead silence in apartment 23, except for a security guard.

In the cramped booth there was a very dilapidated table and a stool with missing corners, and the security guard Lao Huang was sitting upright reading a soy sauce-stained newspaper, which was a product that had just been turned out of the trash can.

On the left side of the table by the window are some broken artifacts, and at the front is a snowball with a hole, and there is almost no artificial snow in it. In the back, there is only half of the Ferris wheel and a model motorcycle with no tires.

Obviously, they were picked up from somewhere others didn't need.

In the middle of the table were scattered some registration books, and Lao Huang's hands were pressing on them.

To his right was a large bunch of keys and a toolbox, the lock of which had been broken. A small screwdriver sticks out of the crack in the toolbox that can't be closed, and there are traces of glue on it.

A pale yellow light hung over the booth, and following this light, we noticed that the newspaper was writing:

Another tragedy occurred in Qiao Creek

Qiao Creek, which has the mother river of Xinsong, has once again received unfortunate news, and we have just learned that at about 4 p.m. on August 30, a number of students from Xinsong No. 1 Middle School drowned while playing in the water there without permission.

At present, the reporter of this column has not received any official information, but according to reliable sources, the relevant departments of Xinsong City have sent corresponding official representatives to the scene as soon as possible and contacted the families related to the incident.

Since the scene is still in a state of rescue lockdown, it is impossible to get detailed data closely, please look forward to the follow-up report of this column.

I would also like to remind all parents and teenagers that please do not use your life as a bargaining chip for frolicking in the approaching season of the school year, and I hope that parents can pay attention to their children's movements in a timely manner. Minors should not go to dangerous areas such as rivers and reservoirs without the supervision of their parents and elders.

Seeing this, Lao Huang muttered: "If you don't drown some people every year, how dare you call yourself the mother river, right?" ”

Turning to the second page of the newspaper, some of the obvious traces of soy sauce are no longer recognizable, but fortunately, some traces are not too deep and are still easy to read.

A well-known young painter is missing

Xu Youfan, a well-known young painter who has won various international awards, is unknown, and there is no trace of intrusion in the studio.

Since Xu Youfan's fiancée refused to be interviewed by any media, we were unable to obtain more detailed information.

However, according to the domestic service staff, Xu Youfan's fiancée found the room very dirty when she returned home from a trip to Europe, and she offered to clean the whole house.

However, because the incident is too confusing, and Xu Youfan himself is unusually low-key, the relevant departments have not forcibly classified such incidents as missing incidents. But employees at Mr. Xu's studio say it's impossible for his boss to leave without saying hello, especially as he will hold his biggest solo exhibition to date next Monday in the city next door.

Families and employees are convinced that this is a very serious disappearance, and it may even be a kidnapping.

Could it be that this painter directed and acted by himself, it feels very problematic! Lao Huang touched his beard that was a little prickly and thought: In order to become famous, young people nowadays can be described as unscrupulous.

When Lao Huang, the security guard who put down the newspaper, was thinking about the events reported, the sudden pain in his stomach made him have to hold his stomach and run away.

Just when the duty booth was empty, a middle-aged man in a robe pushed open the unlocked iron door and walked straight towards the apartment building.

The visitor stopped in front of the door of Room 303, looked at the tattered corridor around him, frowned slightly, but knocked on the door anyway.

The knock on the door soon brought Siqi back to reality from his sweet sleep, and he ran out of the gate in three steps and two steps, and Yu Siqi looked at Father An in surprise as he looked at him with a pleasant face.

Standing at the doorway was a middle-aged man in a black robe, holding a small handbag in his left hand and a Bible in his right hand. The long silver cross was hanging from his neck to his waist.

"Good evening," said Father An, bowing slightly, "I'm sorry to bother you so late, but as you know, the restaurant always closes at this time." ”

"I... No... I thought..."Yu Siqi's head was a little confused, and he didn't know what to say.

"You think it's a joke, right?" Father An looked at Yu Siqi with kind eyes and said, "Did that old boy in Gongchen speak ill of me again?" ”

"He said you're an old madman," Mr. Yu said.

"Oh... It's rude, but it's like what he would say...", Father Ann walked into the room nonchalantly and said, "You don't mind inviting me in for a while, it's a bit inappropriate to let me stand in the corridor and blow the wind at night." ”

Under Yu Siqi's watchful eye, Father Ann put the Bible and his handbag on the shoe cabinet by the door and took the door with him.

"I haven't been here for years, but I didn't expect this place to be dilapidated to this virtue." Fr. Ann walked up and down the foyer and said, "Well, it's a shame that this wall is rotten like this." ”

"That's... Excuse me... Is there something you can do? Yu Siqi gathered his thoughts and asked, "It can't be the middle of the night selling me the Bible, right?" ”

"Selling the Bible?" Father Ann smiled and asked, "Do you like this book very much?" ”

"We're meeting for the first time, right?" Yu Siqi asked.

"It's the second time you count the restaurant, but as you said, it's the first time we've met." Fr. Ann motioned for Yu Siqi to sit down and said, "I'm sorry to visit in the middle of the night, but as I stated, I'm too busy. ”

"Why do you come in the middle of the night to visit the home of someone we don't know well?" Yu Siqi politely asked, "Since you don't plan to sell the Bible, and I don't have a need for faith in this area." ”

"When a person is drowning, he reaches out to help him go ashore, and in case of calamity he dispels him, and I am a priesthood, but I still hope that I can make a small effort to stand among the clergy." Father Ann spoke in a serious manner that others could not understand.

"I'm sorry, I really don't have much time to listen to this crazy talk, can you please leave, thank you!" Yu Siqi turned around and yawned and walked towards the bed, "If you can, be sure to close the door." ”

"Didn't you invite me over on purpose?" Father Ann clearly showed no signs of leaving, on the contrary, he changed his chair to sit in a different position. "Isn't that what you're looking for?"

"I didn't invite you over," Yu Siqi said with a bit of a laugh, "although I do wish I could know some truths." ”

"That's fine," said Father Ann, picking up his handbag and opening it, "I know it's a difficult thing to digest, but be patient, a little bit of sleep won't affect your work tomorrow." ”

"Okay, I'll reluctantly accept your visit," Yu Siqi walked into the kitchen and said, "Let me make a cup of coffee first, do you want it?" ”

"Of course, why not?" Father Ann took out a stack of papers from his handbag and said, "Put more sugar." ”

With steaming coffee, Yu Siqi sat opposite Father An again, glanced at the documents on the table and asked, "How much do you know about Xiaoyao?" ”

"Where do you start," said Father Ann, blowing on his coffee, looking at the hot coffee that he couldn't swallow, "I wonder if you know where your apartment came from?" ”

"I've heard a little," Mr. Yu said.

"That's easy, maybe you've noticed that it's a very special place." Fr. Ann pulled out a black-and-white newspaper clipping from the file and said, "This is the original photo, right in the fountain." It was a very sacred place back then, but what has become of it now. ”

"I can understand that, but so what, this place really doesn't have the splendor it used to be. But what does it affect me if I live here, is it possible that you want to say that the corpses in the ground are going to crawl out and harm me? Yu Siqi sneered dryly.

"Of course not," said Father Ann with a helpless expression, "but we cannot rule it out. ”

"You're kidding," Yu Siqi suddenly had the illusion that the guy in front of him was really not quite in his brain, and he regretted his choice.

"No, of course I'm not kidding." Father An looked at Yu Siqi with a serious expression, his eyes clear.

"Okay, okay," Yu Siqi waved his hand and took a sip of hot coffee, "Let me see what else you can do." ”

"Seventy years later, there has been one of the biggest scandals ever committed in the parish of Wendell, and no one knows how it happened or what exactly happened inside." An Shen didn't seem to notice Yu Siqi's rudeness, picked up another large newspaper clipping and said: "The report only says that all the clergy of the diocese have left Wendell's Parish, which is now the Green Hill neighborhood and the large area of apartment No. 23. Unfortunately, it has been too long for me to give you the details of what happened at that time. But according to my years of research and research, it is not as simple as people think, nor is it as light as it is reported, nor is it as easy as the church archives say. ”

After a brief silence, no one spoke, and Fr. Ann pulled out a handwritten report from the file and said: "Here are some interesting phenomena that our people have discovered, and in them may make you understand that the story you have seen is not just a fantasy. ”

"You mean... Do the dead really come back to life? Yu Siqi looked at the handwritten report, and there was something in it that shook him.

"Silly boy, of course the dead don't come back to life," said Father Ann, sipping his coffee, "but there are many ways to move the body, and that's what worries me." For example, I heard a certain phenomenon mentioned by a husband 1 year ago, but unfortunately I didn't see him at the scheduled time, so I can't tell you what happened. ”

"Then you can take a look at this," Yu Siqi took out the diary from the drawer and handed it to Father An, "I also decided to go to Cassina's restaurant after reading this thing, especially this little note." ”

"That's my handwriting, how can this thing be in your hands." Father Ann looked at the note and said, "It's really a trick. ”

"It's a long story, have you seen that little ballad?" Yu Siqi asked.

"No," said Father Ann, looking at the journal with relish, "but I have met her husband a few times, before he disappeared." ”

"Missing?" Yu Siqi asked again.

"It was the beginning of the year, I met him at a charity ball, and I was going to talk to him about why he didn't show up last time, but he just walked away and went to the newspaper." Fr. Ann put his chin in his hands and said, "I think he may have had a lot on his mind at the time. ”

"You won't say that he is the great painter Xu Youfan, right?" Yu Siqi was taken aback.

"Yo, you also pay attention to the news!" Father Ann smiled and said, "I didn't even know he was a celebrity until I saw the report of his disappearance!" ”

"Then you mean there's something wrong with his fiancée?" Yu Siqi asked.

"It's doubtful, but she's not something she can see if she wants to." Father Ann looked at his watch and said. "It's almost three o'clock, and I think it's time for me to leave. I'm sorry to bother you for so long, and I hope my arrival doesn't make you feel sick. ”

"It's a little bit, but I always feel like I can't put it into words." Yu Siqi scratched his hair and said, "Maybe I'm crazy too." ”

"Trust me, you're just as normal as I am." Fr. An took his Bible and handbag, opened the door and said, "Thank you for the coffee, if you want to find me, you can go to the Fang family's compound, I happen to have a good place to stay." ”