Maybe he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, Uncle Orange took a sip of tea and changed the topic: "Xiaomi, how are you and your girlfriend?" Is it awkward, I haven't seen you send messages in the past few days. ”

"I sent it, but it's less, she... She didn't understand me all the time. ”

"Don't understand? The two of us alternate between a day shift and a night shift, and the rest of the time is sleeping, no one understands, okay, I'll go to work tonight, you go to accompany others, it's still early. ”

"Then, how can I go, I'm leaving, I'll help you do more in the next few days, as for, hehe, she will understand, Uncle Orange, you can go back early today to rest, I'll do it alone, I won't use it during the day tomorrow, I'll sleep here no problem."

Uncle Orange smiled, but rejected Mi Heng's proposal, until Mi Heng insisted again and again, and then instructed him for a long time, and left with some worry.

Mi Heng moved his body and turned out the lights in his office a little.

It's not the first time he's on the night shift, so naturally he doesn't feel scared, and even when he remembers the first night shift, he laughs.

took out his mobile phone to appease his girlfriend, because he had decided to leave during this time, he always wanted to help Uncle Orange go to more classes, after all, no one knew when the next person would be transferred.

In this way, there is naturally some neglect of girlfriends, no, I can only comfort myself through my mobile phone.

Time passed, and his girlfriend finally forgave him. Putting down the phone, Mi Heng rubbed his somewhat sour eyes, and when he looked at the time, he found that it was already more than 11 o'clock in the evening.

"No one is here today?"

Mi Heng said to himself a little strangely, most of the suspects are raided at night, and they often use the things in the evidence room, and there are not many people like tonight when they don't come.

Habitually standing up, Mi Heng, who was about to go to the evidence room to inspect, suddenly stopped moving.

There are rules for the inspection of the evidence room, which is usually at 9 o'clock in the evening, and then until 9 o'clock in the morning the next day.

Mi Heng is not worried about being found out that he did not inspect, the director of the evidence room is Uncle Tang, and the entire evidence room is only the two of them, so naturally it will not be too strict. It's just that unlike Uncle Orange, let him go on an inspection at this time, and his heart is still a little empty.

After all, the contents of the evidence room are, in the eyes of most people, terrifying and weird.

Human heads in formalins, bloody knives in evidence bags, stones that have smashed people to death, and so on.

was hesitating, the phone rang suddenly, Mi Heng picked up the phone and saw that it was Uncle Orange calling.

"Uncle Tangerine."

"Xiaomi, let's be in the office."

"Yes, yes."

"Well, did you patrol today?"

Mi Heng hesitated, but still planned to tell the truth: "It's not yet, it's not yet, I forgot it just now." ”

As he thought, Uncle Orange didn't reproach him, and only spoke after two snorts: "Then there is no need to inspect tonight, let's inspect again tomorrow morning." ”

Uncle Orange's statement made Mi Heng a little ashamed, saying that he was helping others, but he didn't do a good job.

"Uncle Tangerine, I'll go on patrol right away, I'm sorry."

"Don't, don't." There was a hint of anxiety in Uncle Orange's tone: "It's not good to go in at night, listen to me, and inspect it tomorrow morning." ”

Mi Heng agreed with some confusion, and after putting down the phone, the doubts in his heart were even greater.

In the past, every time it was his turn to work the night shift, Uncle Orange would always wait until 9 o'clock after the inspection was over, which is why he respected Uncle Orange from the beginning, after all, it is rare to see such a responsible person and love his work.

But tonight, Uncle Orange, who has always been in charge, asked him not to inspect, which really made him a little puzzled, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the closed door of the evidence room.

"Do you ...... go in at night?"

Before he finished speaking, Mi Heng shuddered, he didn't find anything, but he scared himself enough.

Subconsciously avoiding the door, Mi Heng felt even more uncomfortable, and cheered himself up: "I'm about to be transferred to the Public Security Section, what should I do if I have such little guts?" Come on, come on, Miheng, you are the best. ”

People are so strange sometimes, maybe it's a lie that they won't even believe, but they will give themselves infinite strength, just like Mi Heng now.

Standing up from his position, Mi Heng picked up the record file and pushed open the door of the archive room without hesitation.

It's empty and unpopular, and the temperature in the archives room is much cooler than in the office.

Taking a deep breath and turning on the light, Mi Heng began to count the evidence piece by piece according to the record documents.

The initial apprehension has slowly turned into calm, and the inventory work has been done many times, except for the panic that has been created in the heart, it has become a mechanical activity.

In this way, Mi Heng counted row after row until it was cleaned up to 14 rows.

"No. 509, in, no. 510, in...... No. 514....... ”

Thinking of this, Mi Heng's voice stopped abruptly, and he felt that he had stepped on something.

Looking down, it was a transparent evidence bag containing black hair, on which his feet were just stepping on.

Stooping down to pick it up, comparing the record documents, and placing them on the display shelf numbered 514.

Just as he was about to continue counting, Mi Heng suddenly let out a soft sigh and took the evidence bag in his hand again.

He was familiar with this evidence bag, and it was still the evidence he received, which was the evidence in the recent serial child abuse and murder case, that is, the hair of the dead man who had been dead for more than ten years.

It's just that......

Mi Heng looked at it over and over for a long time, his face was full of doubts: "It doesn't seem that there is so much hair, right?" ”

Glancing at the display shelves behind them, there was no obvious lack of things on each number, Mi Heng did not continue to count, but walked to the office with the No. 514 evidence bag.

Evidence is a very important thing, which directly affects the trend of many cases, and there have been cases where someone has stolen into the evidence room and replaced the evidence in an attempt to evade legal punishment, and he did not dare to be careless about this.

Just as he was about to walk out of the evidence room, the light suddenly flickered, and before he could react, the light returned to normal again.

Mi Heng glanced around, found nothing abnormal, and was about to step again, when his face suddenly turned pale.

His eyes stared at the hair in the evidence bag, and there was more hair than before.

"Whew, whew, hallucination? It must be a hallucination. ”

Walking out of the evidence room quickly, the office that should be warmer felt as cold as the evidence room, because the lights were not all turned on, and it seemed even more dim than the evidence room.

Almost without any hesitation, Mi Heng rushed to the side and turned on all the lights.

The bright lights spread throughout the office, and Mi Heng's heart finally calmed down a little, but just as his eyes fell on the evidence bag, a cold air rose from his tail vertebrae and quickly flowed all over his body.

The hair in the evidence bag has grown again.

His hands trembled in disobedience, and the hair in his bag trembled.

"I was wrong, I was wrong."

Comforting himself, Mi Heng gritted his teeth and walked to the desk, put the evidence bag far aside, and then turned on the computer.

The computer contained all the photographs and files of the exhibits when they entered the evidence room, and he flipped through the files, his eyes looking at the evidence bag from time to time.

I don't know if it's his delusion, but the hair in the evidence bag is constantly increasing, as if every hair is growing.

"514, 514, 514, found."

The file for exhibit 514 was opened, and next to a large pile of text descriptions were several photographs taken from various angles.

When Mi Heng saw these photos clearly, the whole person was stunned. There are only two or three hairs in the photo, which are inconspicuous in the evidence bag, which is still empty for the most part.

And now, the hair on his desk has nearly half of the evidence bag, and it looks full.

"Someone has changed the evidence, and someone has changed the evidence."

Mi Heng smiled strangely and kept repeating, as if this sentence could give him courage.

Suddenly, the lights in the entire office went out, and they never came back on.