Yang Chen and Li Xue hurriedly ran out, and the three of them stood in the corridor and looked towards the road they came, it was pitch black, and they couldn't see anything clearly.

"Where are the footsteps?"

"I heard you! It was as if someone was jumping in the passage. ”

"Don't scare yourself, come and help."

Li Xue dragged Wang Yan into the last room, and Yang Chen stayed outside for a while, muttering what Wang Yan had said: "Beating? ”

The three of them rummaged through the last dormitory, and most of the garbage piled up on the beds was made of sponges and wooden blocks, which looked dirty and messy, but in fact did not emit a strange smell.

"Is this dormitory dedicated to storing garbage?" Li Xue covered her mouth and nose with her sleeves: "But why is there a futon on the innermost bed?" Who would want to live in such a dirty environment? ”

"It's not about who is going to live in this place." Yang Chen picked up the garbage model on the bed board and put it under his nose and sniffed it: "When we entered the hidden scene, we smelled a foul smell, this room has the strongest smell, that is to say, the thing that emits the smell is in this room, and only by finding that thing can we crack the secret of this scene." ”

"I think what Lao Yang said makes sense, there are garbage piled up everywhere in the house, but it is not these garbage that emit the smell, which is very strange." Wang Yan walked to the only bed with futon: "This bed doesn't put garbage, but it smells the most." ”

He grabbed the corner of the futon and gritted his teeth to lift it open.

There was nothing scary under the tattered quilt, just a notebook.

Flipping it open casually, Wang Yan took a brief look.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gotten too close to you, I just wanted to help you pick up the ball."

"Teacher, I didn't mean to get my clothes wet, no one played tricks on me, it's me who is not good."

"Dad, I will definitely try to do a good job, please, don't hit me again."

"I'm sorry, I don't know why I laugh so disgustingly, and I won't."

"What do you think I'm wrong, I can change it, I can change anything!"

"I really just want to be like them, sorry ......"

The notes are not thick, full of apologetic words, and they look a little depressed.

"Is there something wrong with the brain? What apologies? If you're bullied, fuck him! Wang Yan was a quick temper, he pouted, and he didn't agree with the master's approach.

"Come and see this." Li Xue found some shredded photos in the trash can in the dormitory, she checked out a few, and after putting them together, she could barely see the people in the photos.

"It should be a father and son."

The child is severely obese, and it can be seen that he has some low self-esteem and seems to be afraid of the camera, so he hides behind his father.

And his father, who had a bad temper and a face full of anger, was very rough with him, grabbed him by the neck with one hand and forcibly dragged him out from behind.

"Is this a stepfather?"

Wang Yan opened the notes for the other two to watch, the first few pages were normal, and the more they looked back, the more uncomfortable they felt.

The boy has no name, his classmates call him a pig, and his father is one of the investors in the private college in the western suburbs, and the family is very rich, but his father is extremely harsh on him.

The note does not explain why, but it can be guessed between the lines that the boy's mother seems to have betrayed his father, and the child's birth was a mistake.

The boy craves praise from his father, but no matter what he does or how sensible he is, he is always responded to with violence and reprimands.

He lives cautiously, only when he eats, his body can feel a kind of satisfaction, but he can eat uncontrollably and eat as a way to reduce stress, and the final result is that the boy is seriously overweight at a very young age.

Seeing the boy's ugly appearance, his father, instead of worrying, developed a thrill of revenge.

The boy, who didn't know anything, just felt his father's happiness, so he ate harder.

By the time he grew up, he had both mental and physical lesions.

At school, the boy has low self-esteem and cowardice, and no one wants to sit with him, and when he returns home, he has to face his father's punches and kicks if he has a slight problem.

Gradually, the boy's psychology became very serious, and what others thought was beautiful would become extremely ugly in his eyes.

And what others hated and avoided, he treasured it like a treasure.

The kid would often do ridiculous things, such as sneaking away other people's leftovers from the cafeteria, and going into the garbage heap to pick up dirty and smelly things to take home.

His father would beat him up every time, but the boy seemed to be unable to control himself, and his worldview was completely reversed.

On several occasions in a row, his father punched the boy too hard and threw him into the hospital, which alarmed the police.

Finally, with the education and persuasion of the police, the boy's father agreed to move the boy into the school dormitory.

The boy's father was an investor in Xicheng Private School, and the school simply agreed to prepare a single room for the boy.

After moving into the dormitory, the boy inevitably had to come into contact with other classmates, he had to apologize more times a day, and his illness became more and more serious.

It didn't take long for several other dormitories near the boy's room to smell a foul smell, and the school found the smell to pry open the boy's private room, and they were all dumbfounded when they opened the door.

The originally clean dormitory was stuffed with all kinds of garbage, and the dirty and smelly garbage became the most beautiful decoration in the boy's eyes.

The school asked someone to throw away all the garbage in the house, gave the boy a punishment, and notified the parents.

The boy's father has always been rude to his education, punching and kicking.

According to the boy himself, his father beat him until late at night before leaving.

No matter how painful it is to live, life goes on, and every time the physical wound heals, the boy's psychological illness becomes more serious.

There was another stench in the hallway, and the school was helpless, and the boy's father, who was an investor in a private school, was not appropriate to expel his child.

After repeated cleaning, the boy still did not change much, so the school had to vacate all the dormitories near the boy's room, and then ask someone to clean his room regularly.

Over time, the stench in the room could not be removed, and it seemed to have soaked into the walls and floor tiles.

At that time, the private school in the western suburbs was busy because of all kinds of things in the girls' dormitory building, so it didn't take care of the child anymore.

The boy, who was completely psychologically ill, kept carrying the garbage back to his bedroom, and the stench was getting stronger and stronger.

From this time on, the boy's diary became monotonous and repetitive, and he began to apologize to his father constantly, begging him to forgive him.