Listening to Da Mei talk about her past, my heart was also mixed. Regardless of the reason, abandoning your children so easily, I think being a parent is the most wrong behavior.

If Da Mei's mother hadn't abandoned Da Mei so easily, this fat girl who looks lonely and lonely now would definitely live a completely different life. Da Mei told her story again, which is equivalent to letting herself remember the memories of the past again.

She hung her head, stared blankly at her dirty, yellowed Martin shoes and didn't speak. I wanted to ask some more questions, but when I saw Da Mei silently walking back to the living room, leaning against the corner of the wall that was yellowed by smoke, staring blankly at the window of a person smoking, I sighed lightly, didn't ask any more, and left the collective dormitory.

The images of the homeless children in the dormitory on my face when I went back have always lingered in my mind. They are lying on the floor sickly, hugging their knees and playing with their mobile phones silently, and smoking cigarettes with empty eyes.

Scene after scene was deeply imprinted in my mind like an impression painting. Another afternoon, when I went to the dormitory again to look for Da Mei, I found that Da Mei was gone, and the dirty living room seemed somewhat empty.

I asked one of the girls who was playing with her phone about Damei's whereabouts, and she looked up at me, then ignored my question as if I didn't exist. After I asked again and again, she seemed a little impatient and told me that Da Mei was gone last night.

"How did she not see? Did anything happen last night? As soon as I heard this, I asked anxiously. The girl looked very irritable, slapped my hand away, and said, Are you her guardian, what do you care about so much?

I immediately straightened up and scolded her and told her that you don't know that there have been serial killings lately, and vulnerable people like you are the most vulnerable. When the girl heard this, she raised her eyebrows and asked me, "Do you mean that Da Mei may have been killed?"

I nodded, saying of course it was, otherwise why would I be so nervous.

"Yes...... If she doesn't come back, there's no one to cook, tsk, that's a nuisance...... I said you, are you going to go and get her back? ”

"Of course, if Da Mei is killed, no one will care about it at all."

The girl smiled and said then you can go, but you may be in danger after you go. I was stunned for a moment and asked her what she meant.

"Last night a strange man came to this neighborhood, and Da Mei panicked when she saw him, and said let's wait here, and go back by ourselves - but she didn't come back after she left."

After that, the girl sneered and said that this man was Damei's biological father nine times out of ten. I asked her how she knew, and the girl said that this was not a secret, and that her father, who had been beautiful before, would come to her from time to time.

And for some reason, Da Mei seems to hate the way we see his father. I had a bad feeling in my heart, because the big beauty I knew was a girl who had a strong desire to protect the children who lived here.

Obviously she is a child herself, but the psychological obstacles caused by the abandonment of her parents cause her to show a strong desire to protect her peers in order to achieve a sense of compensatory satisfaction. I hurriedly asked her if she knew where Da Mei might go.

The girl thought about it and said that she didn't know where she went, but she remembered that Damei's father seemed to be a taxi driver. When I asked her if she remembered the car and the license plate number, the girl looked a little awkward, and her face was slightly red.

After a long time, the girl looked up at me, sighed, looked bored, lifted the thin quilt on her body, went to the side to get her own small schoolbag, and took out a picture album from it.

When the girl was flipping through the picture book, I saw a lot of carefully drawn patterns on it. In a few moments, she pulled out a picture of a taxi. He pointed at me and said, "Well, this is the taxi I saw that day."

Although it is a sketch, the girl is very delicate, looking at the picture I probably have a grasp of the model, and the most important thing is that the license plate number is also clearly written. I was a little surprised and asked the girl why she had drawn the taxi.

When the girl heard me ask, she was stunned for a moment, then snatched back the album and snorted, saying that it had nothing to do with me, she painted if she loved it, and I couldn't care about it. But when she said this, her face turned red.

“…… Is it because you're worried about the big beauty? ”

The girl was like a cat that had been stepped on by the tail, and she immediately scolded angrily with a red face, saying that she didn't care about the ugly life or death, and whether she loved to die or not had nothing to do with her.

“…… Anyway! Da Mei's life or death has nothing to do with me, and I don't care, it's just that it will be annoying if no one cooks in the future! ”

I smiled helplessly, thinking to myself that she was such a non-frank girl. But I'm somewhat relieved by Da Mei. At least some people would worry about her that way.

After I wrote down the model and license plate number, there was no good way, so I had to drive around near the dormitory, hoping to meet the car.

Actually, I didn't have much hope, but on the third day, when I parked my car on the side of the road to buy a drink at the convenience store, I saw a taxi parked in front of my car, which I was very familiar with.

I immediately looked at the license plate number and saw that it was exactly the same as the one the girl had provided. Looking at the car blankly, I looked around and saw no human figure.

A bold plan suddenly came to mind, and my heartbeat gradually became violent, and I gritted my teeth and took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to the car, and tried to lift the trunk, there were not many things in it, but a few "tools" caught my eye.

The moment I opened the trunk, I felt a faint smell of blood. In the corner of the trunk, a large roll of black plastic bags was placed, and tools such as saws, hatchets, shovels and other tools were also placed inside.

And on the short axe and saw, a closer look reveals a trace of blood. It wasn't fresh blood, it was like paint that had dried off on clothes, and the color had turned dark brown into tiny spots.

In fact, the safest thing to do is to drive here to track this guy, and then notify Brother Hui, and Lin and them will act together with me to catch this guy.

But at the moment, I inexplicably feel that if I take this kind of insurance, it may be difficult to catch this guy smoothly. The risk and the gain have always been proportional, and I decided to take a risk for the sake of beauty.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, I opened the trunk directly and got in, and when I closed the trunk, I did not lock the trunk completely, leaving a gap for myself, and at the same time grabbed the short axe in my hand to prevent accidents.

After entering the car, the smell of blood became more obvious, and the doubts in my heart became deeper and deeper. About ten minutes later, I heard footsteps, followed by the sound of the car door opening and closing. Moments later, the engine started, and apparently the owner of the car returned.

I was also relieved when the car started, and I was worried about what I would do if I was discovered. However, when I got into the trunk, I was going to memorize the route the car was taking, but the guy drove too around.

I don't know if he did it on purpose, but in the trunk I felt like he was avoiding tracking, and I couldn't remember the terrain at all. What's even more painful is that this guy hasn't stopped since he started driving, and it seems to be a long-distance run.

I stumbled in the trunk and began to fight with the Sandman after a long time, and when the car slowly stopped, I glanced at my watch in a daze and realized that it was already eight o'clock in the night. This guy drove for more than six hours.

"Where the hell is this guy driving...... Don't leave Jinhe City yet. ”

As soon as the car stopped, I heard the footsteps getting closer, and my nerves tensed, and I was afraid that he would open the door all at once. But fortunately, the footsteps became farther away after getting close to a certain point, and he should have just passed by.

To be on the safe side, I waited in the trunk for about twenty minutes before slowly opening the trunk and leaving the car. Outside, I found myself in a suburb, and the desolation of the night made me feel even colder.

Looking around, I found that there was a place similar to an abandoned factory not far away, and on the south side of the factory there was a river flowing from south to north, but due to metal pollution, the surface of the water was shiny and viscous, and it flowed slowly.

"Nine times out of ten, this guy is in the factory, this should be his stronghold, but...... Will Da Mei be here? ”

I took the hatchet with me for self-defense, and then hid my body as much as I could towards the factory. When I entered the open rusty iron gate of the factory, I felt even more desolate, and the weeds in the vicinity had grown taller than people, and had obviously been abandoned for a long time.

There was a staircase made of iron sheets outside, and I walked up without feeling a trace of human breath, but just as I quietly walked to the third floor, and was about to open the iron door, suddenly the door slammed open, and smashed directly into my nose, and I hit the iron railing behind me.

There was a sharp pain on the bridge of the nose, which was probably broken, and there was a bubbling hot stream coming out of the nostrils. But I couldn't care about the injuries anymore—in front of my eyes, a thin, corpse-like man, with his bruised arms raised high, and a short knife in his hand.

At the moment when he met my eyes, the man suddenly smiled fiercely and stabbed the short knife in his hand into my chest. The moment I saw the smile on his face, my heart was already half cold—it was an expression that had already seen everything.

I was still thinking too simplistic, I think he might have noticed something wrong in the first place, but he just pretended not to know, it was obvious that he had been waiting for me in ambush.

Since my whole body was out of balance, there was no way for me to dodge this blow, and I didn't have time to react at all. Although his body is thin and thin, the stab is full of power, and if he is stabbed, he will probably have to be confessed here.