The author of the newspaper mentioned that Chen Yunhui had worked at a nightclub called "Night Mood" before starting his business. Later, for a number of reasons. He got out of there. Later created the Rose of the Night. And the author of the text develops a very associative reasoning for this. Then Ling Fan was not interested in these wild imaginations. What interested him was the nightclub where Chen Yunhui used to work.

"That's right. Why am I so stupid? Perhaps, as with this damned author. The nightclub called "Night Mood" may be able to find some unexpected clues. ”

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration. Ling Fan quickly grabbed it. It's better to act than to move.

He reached out and flagged down a taxi. Towards the 'Night Mood', the wind is speeding away. Suddenly, he had a feeling of extreme excitement. I even feel the whole delicacy of my body jumping. He felt like he was getting closer to the truth. It's close, it's close.

When Ling Fan came to the "night mood". I couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in front of me. I saw a big rusty lock hanging on the gate. The top of the door is in the mood of the night, and the four fluorescent words have been broken. And the word 'love' has been bent and hung up. It seems that as long as there is a gust of wind blowing. The words made of steel could fall off.

The Flirt of the Night gate is plastered with an advertisement for rent. It looks like it's been closed for a long time.

I was hoping to find some clues from here. But everything in front of him suddenly made Ling Fan feel a little dazed again. Just as he was about to turn his head back in frustration, he suddenly heard a snoring sound from a small dark room next to him.

"Strange. Isn't it closed here? How could there be anyone? Ling Fan muttered in his heart. Tilting his head, he walked towards the small dark room that was already painted.

The small black house is made of several large pieces of iron sheet welded by tailor-welding. It is painted with a lacquer color that is almost similar to the surrounding area. If you don't look closely, you won't really notice that there is such a small dark room. The door of the small black room is also made of several pieces of iron sheets of different sizes and shapes. It's like a big patch. The doorknob on it had long since been broken and only half of it was left. The door opened slightly.

Ling Fan carefully pushed the door. Squeak. The crack in the door gradually widened and widened. A light suddenly appeared in the doorway. But only the place in front of the door was bright. It was pitch black.

Ling Fan's long shadow dragged on the ground. But the shadow of his head melted into the darkness. It gives an eerie feeling.

"Anyone." Ling Fan raised his right hand. Gently knocking on the patch-like iron door.

There was no answer. Even Ling Fan wondered if the snoring just now was something wrong with his ears.

"Perhaps. It was my hallucination just now......" Ling Fan shook his head with a sigh. Muttered to himself. Then he turned around and pulled up the half-cut doorknob and slowly closed the door.

The light of the door on the ground gradually narrowed. And then there's only one line left. Then, in an instant, the little dark room was once again black and nothing left.

Suddenly. Bang. The iron door of the small black room opened again in an uproar.

I saw Ling Fan standing by the door with his eyes like a torch. His figure was long reflected on the ground. The black figure is so similar to the darkness around it.

"Come out. I know you're in there. Ling Fan said slowly. Then slowly move towards the house.

Bang. The door of the small black room closed in an instant. It's like someone is throwing it off hard.

Ling Fan couldn't help but be shocked. He immediately turned and grabbed the door.

All of a sudden. The whirring sound of hollowing out. Then Ling Fan felt a strong wind rushing towards his head.

Ling Fan hurriedly lowered his body and turned his head to avoid this fatal blow. There was a loud bang. It was as if something heavy had hit the tin wall. Makes a sound that is almost deafening.

"There are people in the dark. And it's not very friendly to itself yet. Ling Fan thought of this. Immediately took out a pistol from his bosom and pointed it against the terrifying being in the darkness. "I'm a policeman." If I move again, I'll shoot. ”

"Police. . . You really are a police officer. An old, hoarse voice in the darkness shouted in disbelief.

"Yes. Who are you. Why did you attack me. Ling Fan saw that there was indeed someone hiding in the dark room. So he breathed a long sigh of relief. It's scary to deal with the intangible. It's better to deal with humans.

There was a crunch sound. Suddenly, a dim light instantly filled the small dark room of the tidying room. Probably because the eyes have adapted to the darkness of not being able to see their fingers. Wait for the light to appear. Ling Fan raised his arm to cover his eyes. A minute later. He slowly took his hand away. Squinting his eyes and looking ahead. I saw a gray-haired old man wearing a blue oil-stained shirt standing by the door with a large wooden stick. He stared at himself with a puzzled expression.

The old man stared at Ling Fan for a long time, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. The tense face softened. sighed: "It turns out that you really didn't come to collect debts." That's good. That's good......"

"Old man. How often do people come to collect debts? Ling Fan saw that the old man's hostility towards him immediately disappeared. Hurriedly put the gun away. Asked.

The old man leaned the wooden stick in his hand against the iron door. Turning around, he staggered to his bedside. "Isn't it?" This nightclub owes too much money to the outside. Now it's out of business. It's no wonder that the creditors don't come to collect their debts. ”

For the collapse of 'Night Mood'. Ling Fan had already been mentally prepared. But after hearing it for yourself. There was a faint unwillingness in his heart. The clue that he had managed to find was broken. But when Ling Fan looked at the old man in front of him. But once again aroused the obsession in my heart. Maybe the old man in front of him should know a lot about the mood of the night.

Ling Fan only observed this small iron house carefully at this time. The house was found empty. There is only one bed. The quilt on it was also dirty. Hanging from the iron roof was a light bulb already covered in grease. The dim light poured down slowly.

"Old man. Now that it's out of business. Why are you staying here? Ling Fan asked. Aren't you afraid that those creditors will be difficult for you? ”

"Hey, hey. I'm a terrible old man who is about to go to the ground, what else is he afraid of. Besides, I've been working as a security guard here since the nightclub opened. This is my home. Where else can I go besides here? The old man seemed to be trying to squeeze a smile out of his face. But what is squeezed out is the endless sorrow.

But Ling Fan felt extremely surprised. The words 'I've been here as a security guard since it opened' made Ling Fan feel that his trip was not in vain. Maybe the old man really knows anything.

"Police...... What are the police doing here. Are you really a police officer? How do I think you look like a high school student......" The flower-haired old man stared at Ling Fan carefully and wondered.

Ling Fan smiled: "This is not something that can be explained in one sentence. I'm a police officer anyway. Elderly. I'm here to ask you about someone who has worked here before. ”

"Who. Go ahead. Hey. My old man doesn't know anything else. But I don't really know about the people who work here. The flower-haired old man finally smiled.

"Hmm. Then do you know a person named Chen Yunhui? Ling Fan pretended to ask casually.

Chen Yunhui. What happened to him.. Did he commit a crime? The expression on the flower-haired old man's face suddenly became very nervous. Obviously, he knew Chen Yunhui.

"No, I didn't. It's just that some things have something to do with him lately. That's why I wanted to come here to learn about his past experiences. Ling Fan hurriedly explained to the old man Huafa. Eliminate the worries of the elderly.

When the old man heard that Chen Yunhui had not committed a crime. Only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief. smiled: "I'll just say it." How could such a good young man as Yunhui do something illegal. Once to raise money for his girlfriend. And a big fight with the manager of the nightclub. ”

Ling Fan hurriedly said, "Old man." Can you elaborate on Chen Yunhui? ”

Gradually, the old man in the sixtieth birthday began to talk more. Maybe it's because he hasn't talked to anyone for a long time. He faced Ling Fan and talked about Chen Yunhui up.

In fact, this nightclub has been established since the 60s of the last century. I was in my forties at the time. Thanks to a friend's introduction. That's how I started working as a security guard here. Due to the conditions here are not bad. And the work intensity is not great. So I've been doing this here for more than 20 years. At that time, Chen Yunhui was just a small bar waiter in a nightclub. But this young man has a good heart. Mild-mannered. From time to time, he would pick up wine, food, or something and come to my iron house to chat with me and play chess.

Because of Yunhui's diligence and studiousness. He soon gained the trust of the nightclub owner. Promoted from a bar attendant to a front desk manager. Originally, Yunhui's future was limitless. Sooner or later, the position of general manager of the night mood will be his. But at this time. Suddenly, however, he was confronted with a very tricky matter.

Yunhui was not alone at that time. He fell in love with a young lady named Zhang Feiyan who worked in a nightclub. That young lady was a good girl too. She and Yunhui sometimes come to my place after the night shift to chat with me. Bring me some wine or something.

The two of them work and live together very sweetly. But the good thing is that it passes quickly.

Until one day. Feiyan suddenly had a severe stomach ache at work. His face was horribly pale. His face was also dripping with beads of sweat the size of soybeans. At that time, Yunhui was like a crazy lion, and he ran to the hospital as soon as he picked up Feiyan...... Later. Yunhui returned from the hospital. His face was extremely ugly. He rushed straight into his boss's office. Then I heard a loud noise coming from inside. So many people gathered around the door of the office to watch the excitement. But the door was shut. I only heard the sound of smashing things coming from inside. Then I heard the two of them arguing.