Mi Heng was sitting on Mi Heng's original seat, but he couldn't see his appearance anymore, hair grew from every pore on his body, and the whole person was like a ball of thread.

Seeing Ling Tian and Ma Xiao coming in, the human figure composed of hair moved, and then the lighter in his hand was violently ignited, and the flames mixed with the strong smell of gasoline rose to the sky.

It burned violently in the midst of screams.

The hair had all been incinerated, and the human head in everyone's body inexplicably began to shrink at the moment when the hair was burned, and finally disappeared without a trace.

After the fire was extinguished, Ma Xiao led people to search the entire evidence room, but did not find the whereabouts of evidence No. 514.

What made Ma Xiao even more puzzled was that Uncle Orange had never appeared since the shift, as if he knew that everything would happen and deliberately avoided it.

Of course, they avoided it thoroughly, and it didn't show up later.

And the only clue may be the evidence bag of evidence No. 514 found in Miheng's burnt stomach, but the evidence bag is empty.

Or this clue can no longer be traced, and the original corrosion-resistant evidence bag has been digested by his gastric juice, as if it has been swallowed for several years.

After Ling Tian and Ma Xiao combed through all the clues and didn't find them, they unexpectedly received a call from He Yi.

He Yi's phone was in a hurry, because Lin Bing was missing.

Ling Tian didn't dare to be careless at all, and directly pulled Ma Xiao to Lin Bing's house.

Lin Bing's house was already full of people, except for the police, how could they rush to the scene.

"Why, what's going on?"

Ling Tian shook his tears, and asked anxiously.

Why is it like a fool, he only knows how to shake his head.

The policeman on the side did not recognize Ma Xiao in civilian clothes, stopped the excited Ling Tian, and casually comforted him, to the effect that he would definitely do his best to find Lin Bing's whereabouts.

Ling Tian naturally didn't believe such words, and asked with a frown, "Is there any clue now?" ”

For Lin Bing, the only one who could hear the strange voice, Ling Tian was very uneasy, for fear of hearing some bad news.

The policeman put down the transcript in his hand: "Now we can only be sure of one thing, Lin Bing left by himself." ”

"Walked on your own?" Ling Tian's heart trembled, but he didn't expect the police officer to continue.

"Yes, she left a note."

"Notes?"

Ling Tian was stunned, he didn't expect that there would be any note, and his first reaction when he heard the policeman's words was that Lin Bing was controlled.

After being stunned for a while, Ling Tiancai asked, "What note?" ”

"I'm sorry, this is evidence, we need ......."

"Is this my ID, show me." Ma Xiao took a step forward and took out his work card.

When the policeman saw it, he hurriedly saluted, took out a note from the bag on the side and handed it to Ma Xiao.

"Don't worry about me, I followed the master to heal, and it may take a while to come back."

Lin Bing had a master, and Ling Tian looked at him in confusion.

In the face of inquiry, why is he still shaking his head, the whole person is still that stupid.

Ling Tian and Ma Xiao glanced at each other, both of them were a little strange, they knew what Lin Bing's so-called illness was.

However, the source has been solved, and everyone else has returned to normal, could it be that Lin Bing didn't feel it, and was still deceived.

In this regard, Ling Tian still had an idea, that is, Lin Bing's illness was different from everyone else, and she could communicate with that woman.

Everyone was thinking about it, and the monitoring had been called out, and because of Ma Xiao, everyone saw the picture on the monitoring.

Lin Bing carried a suitcase with a normal expression, followed behind an old man, and the two exchanged something from time to time.

The others didn't feel anything, but Ma Xiao exclaimed, "It's Uncle Orange." ”

"Uncle Tangerine?" Ling Tian was stunned for a moment before he reacted: "Uncle Tangerine in the evidence room? ”

Ma Xiao nodded.

Ling Tian gasped, Uncle Orange was not normal.

During the surveillance, Uncle Orange took Lin Bing into a car without a license plate, and then the vehicle drove along the main road until it drove onto the national highway and disappeared.

From that day on, Uncle Orange and Lin Bing seemed to have disappeared and never appeared again.

Why is the whole person decadent, and finally under the comfort of a group of people, he began to turn the sadness in his heart into anger, and threw himself on his work, and his job became to collect all the legends of the hairy child.

In the end, through the monitoring of the police station, it was learned that the last person Mi Heng saw was also Uncle Orange.

At that time, Uncle Orange was still holding a plastic pot in his hand.

Time passed little by little, every day, He would go to Ma Xiao once to ask for the latest clues, but unfortunately, there was nothing.

Time passed like this for a week.

Until the latest surveillance showed that it was suspected that the car that had not taken pictures had appeared in a haunted place in the county.

He hurriedly prepared to set off, but this time Ling Tian did not accompany him.

After getting Ma Xiao's information for the first time, he went to the county seat alone, which was indeed haunted, but he was just a little ghost, with no ability, and he had nothing to do with Lin Bing.

However, he did not stop He Yi's actions, and giving He He a hope was more important than anything else.

That night, Ling Tian sat alone at the barbecue stall he often went to and played with his mobile phone, Ma Xiao was busy, why did he not come back from the county seat, and when he was supper, he could only play with his mobile phone boringly.

As soon as I played, I was a little fascinated until a familiar voice came from behind me.

"You also play this, it's going to merge the area soon, and your current equipment is estimated to be difficult to fight."

"I know, so I'm working on it."

Ling Tian subconsciously replied, then suddenly came to his senses, turned his head to look, and was suddenly dumbfounded.

"Bingbing?"

Standing behind him was Lin Bing.

At this time, Lin Bing's chubby face had a hint of a smile: "Long time no see." ”

"You, you?" Looking at Lin Bing's slightly transparent body, Ling Tian was a little incredulous: "You're dead?" ”

"I can't say it, it's a fake death."

"Fake death?"

Ling Tian was a little puzzled, what the hell was fake death, the current Lin Bing was obviously in the state of a ghost.

Lin Bing smiled: "Don't worry, I'm just faking my death, I'm helping her find someone, and when I find it, I will be able to recover." ”

"What do you mean?"

Under Ling Tian's questioning, Lin Bing slowly spoke: "You know, I have always been very interested in the theory of ghosts, in fact, I was very interested before I met you. Don't you wonder why I'm so bold? That's because I've seen it a long time ago. ”

A few years ago, Lin Bing, who was only a teenager, had a graceful figure, was the school flower in the school, and was very popular among boys, but in the same way, although she didn't do anything, her reputation among girls was not very good.

But Lin Bing doesn't mind the rejection of girls at all, not to attract envy is mediocrity, once a person is excellent, it is inevitable that there will be right and wrong.

And a lot of the time, it's still the right thing to do.

One day, Lin Bing received a love letter, and as usual, she threw it into the trash without reading it.

What she didn't expect was that before class in the afternoon, I don't know who picked up the love letter from the garbage heap again, and pasted it on the blackboard, as if she was worried that people wouldn't be able to see it, and wrote the contents out of chalk one by one.

The classmates became lively all of a sudden, Lin Bing also felt that it was a bit excessive, she was born tough, she wanted to have someone erase it, but before she could act, a thin boy rushed up and quickly erased the handwriting on the blackboard.

This boy happens to be Wei Mingyi, who wrote her love letters.

But what she didn't expect was that Wei Mingyi took down the love letter and brought it to Lin Bing again in the midst of everyone's laughter.

Until now, Lin Bing still remembers Wei Mingyi's appearance at that time.

His eyes were red, he tried his best to suppress his tears, and the muscles on his face twitched from being too excited.

"Lin Bing, I hope you, I hope you become my girlfriend."

As he spoke, Wei Mingyi knelt on one knee and looked up at Lin Bing's gaze, full of expectation.

"Neuropathy."

Lin Bing only returned three words, and then turned to leave.

The classroom, which had been quiet because of Wei Mingyi's words, burst into a commotion, and everyone laughed at this usually inconspicuous classmate.

The class bell rang quickly, and at the moment when the teacher was about to come in, Wei Mingyi rushed out of the classroom like crazy.