Autumn night, autumn wind rises, autumn leaves drift away.

I carried this poor little girl to the hospital, Tang Zhenguo blocked the plastic curtain in front of the hospital gate for me, and He Shu helped the faltering Liu Lili to follow.

At this time, the little girl had fallen into a state of confusion because of excessive fright and grief, and although her eyes were still open, her eyes were dull, as if she had lost her soul. The wound on her arm was no longer bleeding. The blood just now was caused by the fact that I used too much force to pull the little girl back from the middle of the road, and I broke the scabbed wound.

I put the little girl on the bed in the emergency room, and the little girl was still motionless, and I knew she could see me, but I didn't know what was going on in her heart. I'm worried that she's still thinking about how to die.

A nurse in her thirties disinfected and bandaged her wound and complained: "What do you eat as a father, the child's wound was obviously cut by himself, and it has been injured for several days, don't you even notice it?" ”

I listened to the female nurse's complaints, looked at the poor little girl, and thought to myself: yes, didn't her parents notice it? Aren't the children worried when they leave home alone so late?

"Nurse, this is not his child, this is the child he saved on Binjiang Road, this child seems to have mental problems, dangling in the middle of the road, feeling like he is going to kill himself." He Shu explained to the nurse.

The nurse listened and said sorry to me, then looked at the child and shook her head and said, "Oh, poor child. Can you reach her family? ”

I shook my head and said, "You check her pockets to see if she has a cell phone?" ”

The nurse carefully turned the little girl's body, and the little girl was like a dead fish, not resisting or struggling, not even making a sound.

The nurse stood up and said, "No." ”

It seems that the most effective way to determine the identity of the little girl is to let her speak on her own, but in her current state, it is not easy to let her speak on her own.

I called the nurse aside and said, "I'm an advisor to the district criminal investigation team, please take this child to have her whole body examined to see if she has any other wounds on her body, because I suspect that she is involved in a suicide abetment." By the way, the wound on her body may have three cuts on the inner thigh, a needle tattoo on her chest. ”

The nurse looked at me in surprise and said, "Okay, I'll take her for a check-up." ”

The results of the examination were as I expected, the little girl's wound had the same wound as the dead Yang Lingtong, but there were no bruises.

Obviously, this further proves that Yang Lingtong's suicide was not caused by any mental pressure, but was instigated by gangsters, and the method of instigation must have been done through online chat. However, I cannot decide exactly what kind of means will be used to instigate suicide. However, I already have a direction to detect, as long as I find out what this little girl has in common with Yang Lingtong, I can determine why these girls chose to commit suicide in the end.

The little girl was still lying on the hospital bed, but I noticed that her eyes were actually conscious, and her eyes were still rolling with the people who passed by her.

I asked the nurse and Tang Zhenguo to leave for a while, and then slowly walked to her side and sat in the nursing chair.

She looked at me with fear in her eyes.

I whispered, "Are you pregnant?" ”

Her frightened eyes first became surprised, then from surprise to sadness. Finally, he covered his face, turned over and began to cry.

I looked at her quietly and didn't speak, because she couldn't listen to what she said at this time, so I had to calm her down a little before asking her questions.

She cried for about three minutes, then slowly sat up from the hospital bed, curled up, and hugged her slender calves with both hands, looking confused.

"There is no problem that cannot be solved, why do you choose to seek death?" I asked, looking her in the eye.

She didn't dare to look at me, just looked at her knees and said in a voice like a mosquito: "This is the last step of the mission." ”

"This is the last step in the mission?"

This phrase echoed in my head over and over again. Task? Could it be that cutting one's body and mutilating oneself, sharing a bed with a man, and committing suicide are just accomplishing some kind of task? However, these tasks are terrible, especially for a little girl, they are simply cruel. Anger and horror welled up in my heart. Because I feel that it is far more than Yang Lingtong and the little girl in front of me who are doing this death task. I must put an end to this demon who instigated the little girl to complete her death mission.

I stared into the little girl's eyes and said solemnly: "Life is only once, it can't be regarded as a game, and such a task must not be continued." ”

The little girl looked up at me, tears flowed from her eyes, and she murmured, "But I can't go back, and I can only be liberated when I die." ”

I still said seriously: "As long as people live, there is no hurdle that cannot be passed." Even if it is a game, it is all about survival, how can it end with death? If the game is set to die from the beginning, then the game is destined to be a failed game, and any of its tasks are meaningless. ”

The little girl wiped her tears, brushed the messy bangs on her forehead, and frowned sideways, probably thinking about what I had just said.

"Uncle, you seem to have some point." The little girl suddenly looked up at me and said.

I said, "If you understand, can you tell me where your family is?" I'll let them pick you up. ”

The little girl hugged herself tighter and said, "I don't want to see my family, they will definitely look down on me, scold me, and beat me." You call this and ask him to pick me up. ”

I dialed the mobile phone number that the little girl told me, and an anxious man's voice came from inside: "Hey, who are you?" ”

I handed the phone to the little girl, and the little girl took the phone and whispered, "I'm Xiao Mu, I'm in the central hospital, you can pick me up." She hung up the phone.

The little girl handed me the phone, I took it and said, "The man on the phone just now is the father of the child?" ”

The little girl hugged her legs, lowered her head, and nodded twice.

"Socializing with him is also part of the mission?"

The little girl still lowered her head and nodded twice.

"It's part of the mission to have a relationship with him without any security measures?"

The little girl still lowered her head and nodded twice.

"Pregnant with a child is also part of the mission?"

The little girl still lowered her head and shook it twice.

Now I understood that the ultimate goal of this instigator was to make the little girl commit suicide, but suicide must have great courage or lose the belief in life. When teenage girls become pregnant with children, they are prone to suicidal thoughts, and if someone instigates them behind them and fuels them, then the likelihood of suicide is greatly increased.

I almost gritted my teeth with hatred at this time, the devil behind this scene would actually use such cruel means to force one flower girl after another to death, what is his purpose? What's the point?

After that, I asked the little girl about the specific content of this killing game, and the little girl told me 1510.

The name of the game is "Disappearing Dolphins", and it is a suicide game that evolved from the collective suicide of dolphins.

This scary suicide game requires participants to complete suicide on day 66.

In the game, the controller lists several unbelievable tasks.

The first is to cut three wounds on the arm to represent the three dolphins, and send a picture of the wounds to the game referee (the controller behind the scenes), who will cut the original wound every ten days. In the second, three wounds are cut on the inner thigh to represent the other three dolphins, and the wounds are photographed and sent to the game judge, who is cut on the original wound every ten days. The third rule is not to speak for a day, gradually increasing the difficulty, and finally not speaking a word for a week. Fourth, get up at 4:06 a.m. Fifth, stand on the side of the roof of a high-rise building, and finally be able to sit on the edge of the roof and hang your legs outside the building. Sixth, find an uninhabited, dark and cold corner of the city, and spend twenty minutes alone in it, ask to complete thirty such locations, and take photos and upload them to the game judges. Seventh, watch seventeen hours of horror movies in a row, and complete them once a week. Eighth, have a relationship with someone you hate, and don't allow any safety measures. Nine, let the annoying person tattoo a red peach heart pattern on his chest, and take a picture and upload it to the game judge. Article 10, Suicide.

These horrific and bizarre quests are just some of them, and there are some bizarre quests that I really don't want to go into detail.

My voice trembled and I asked the little girl, "Why are you involved in such a death game?" ”

The little girl said: "I thought it was a cool game, I was just playing casually, but the deeper I got in, and when I got pregnant, I knew that suicide was the last step I was going to complete." ”

I didn't speak, because I couldn't understand the little girl's mindset that she would take such a vicious death game as a cool thing.

Indeed, this unconventional thing drives young people crazy. Just like taking drugs, you know that it is wrong, but for the sake of excitement, how many people still become addicted to drugs. And this game is a psychotropic drug created by a person with a crazy sociopathic personality. And his object is precisely these little girls who are not more important, pursuing excitement and alternatives.

The little girl's boyfriend hurriedly appeared in the ward, he was a man in his thirties, with a short figure and a little hair, and a little bold. I can imagine that such an image can indeed become the person hated by the fashionable little girl in front of me.

When I saw this man, I only said coldly: "Take good care of her." Then he turned and walked out of the room.