Li Youyi hurriedly ran to the 8th floor and pushed open the ward, but saw the painter's father lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, and his eyes were full of haggard dark circles.

Li Youyi almost cried, she subconsciously looked around, okay, okay, there was no such thing as wings......

The painter's father shouted with difficulty, "Youyi-", and tried to sit up but couldn't.

"Don't move—" Li Youyi shouted and ran over quickly, "I'm here!" Are you alright? It's okay! ”

Bai Yin, who came later, hurriedly helped to help the painter's father, Li Youyi looked at the two with tears in her eyes, and suddenly felt a little like a father and son. But also, Officer Bai is not very old, and he is Sister Yan'er's apprentice, so it is not an exaggeration to say that he is half a son.

The painter's father held Youyi's hand, sighed and said, "I am a human being, but I can toss." I didn't want to take the oil paintings from the museum, but the old guy from the curator, who was a comrade-in-arms when I was young, saved my life from a gun. Now ask me to paint an oil painting, and I'm naturally happy. I'm sorry to worry you for nothing—"

Li Youyi felt sad and said in a low voice: "Painter father, you must be careful in the future." ”

The painter's father couldn't get over it in his heart, and he thanked Bai for a thousand thanks, delaying the time of the people's police. Bai Yin nodded, just smiled, "That's fine, the task assigned to me by the film team has also been completed......"

Bai Yinzheng was talking, and an emergency call suddenly came from the bureau, saying that there was a major kidnapping case in Nancheng, and the suspect violently resisted arrest and asked for support from the SWAT team.

Bai Yin, as the captain of the SWAT team, was duty-bound, and his gentle face suddenly regained its cold lines, and he was about to leave when he lifted his clothes, and only said, "Youyi, take care of your father for me." ”

Li Youyi nodded again and again, wanting to keep Bai Yin, but she understood that he had a special identity and had a mission, so she couldn't delay it at all.

Looking at his back as he left in a hurry, Li Youyi suddenly thought of the word "hero" inexplicably.

Such a white police officer, who blends cold and gentleness, should be a hero.

After a while, the nurse came to change the dressing again, and the painter's father was in a very poor mood because he injured his head, so he fell asleep after changing the medicine. In his sleep, his mouth was half open, and he looked like a child.

Li Youyi carefully put the painter's father's hand into the quilt, and suddenly felt very happy when she watched him sleep peacefully.

This man who is not his father but is better than his father, how much family warmth and affection have he given her, as well as Sister Yan'er and Officer Bai......

It was late at night, but she didn't want to leave yet.

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At half past four in the morning, a nurse came to call early, and the attending physician said that the family members needed to sign the physiotherapy sheet, saying that the patient was fine, but still needed to recover in the hospital. During this time, some restorative treatment needs to be done with the information of the family.

The attending doctor was a little surprised when he first saw Li Youyi, "Last night, wasn't the family member the police boy?" ”

Li Youyi smiled, the attending doctor regarded Officer Bai as the son of a painter's father.

She arranged everything in the hospital clearly, called Sister Yan'er to report her safety, and finally bought breakfast for the painter's father. The painter's father said that he was doing well, and asked Youyi to hurry back to school.

Li Youyi rubbed for a while, and it was just half past five when she left the hospital, and the sky was still a little dark.

The ground was wet, and there were a lot of leaves that had been blown off, and Li Youyi knew that it had rained last night. She yawned, calculating that there was no class in the morning, so she could go back to the dormitory and get some sleep.

Sitting on the subway, Li Youyi turned on her mobile phone and found that there was an extra text message on the interface.

The sender is a bunch of garbled characters, and the content of the text message is similar to the garbled characters, which is: [12/9] [20/1/14/7] [25/15/21] [7/21/9].

Could it be a mobile network operator that collapsed?

Li Youyi didn't think much about it, there were about five or six stops left on the subway to get to Nanxi, and the man standing next to her was reading a copy of "The Da Vinci Code" with relish.

Looking at the man's constipation-like nervous expression, it should be just the most important part of the reading.

The Da Vinci Code, hey, are middle-aged people now so fond of reading decryption to novels?

Li Youyi secretly complained, opened her phone boredly, and suddenly felt that the messy text messages were a bit like encrypted text codes. Many naïve little boys like to use 26 letters + Arabic numerals to encrypt, the largest number in this string of text messages is only 25, maybe it is really a line of text.

In case of...... Which boy wrote it to himself?

She suddenly became nervous, and rewrote the string of numbers with 1 corresponding to the letter a, 2 corresponding to the letter b, and so on, and found that it was a line of Chinese pinyin.

【li】【tang】【you】【gui】。

Is there a ghost in the auditorium?

Li Youyi's fingers trembled and she almost didn't hold the phone steady, this sentence ...... It's just a coincidence that I translated casually, right?

When I glanced at the sender again, it was indeed just a big mess of garbled code, and I couldn't see anything. Li Youyi sighed, her cranky thinking skills are really like a day.

It was only 6:00 when I returned to school, and the dormitory manager aunt of the dormitory building for girls in Nanju would not open the door until half past six.

The weather warms up in April, but the mornings are still cold. In addition, it had just rained last night, and all kinds of grass and rotten musty smells climbed up the gutter.

Li Youyi was about to go to the school market to take McDonald's for a while, and when she walked halfway, she saw the door of the auditorium open. It's strange to say that the always diligent cleaning aunt didn't lock the door.

[There are ghosts in the auditorium].

The words popped out of her head and made her muscles jump. Somehow, Li Youyi changed her route and walked slowly towards the auditorium.

The dawn of the sun shrouded the tall auditorium in bits and pieces, casting shadows on the ground somewhat like the shape of a large, black wing. The open doors of the Great Hall were black and bottomless, and they emitted darkness and musty smells outward.

Li Youyi asked softly: "Is there anyone?" Then I saw a person by the openwork window in the southeast corner, and it seemed that there was a real person.

Li Youyi couldn't figure out who came to rehearse so early in the morning, and the figure in the southeast corner was a little familiar...... It's a bit like Bouffy. She had a chill on her back and walked around the rows of seats, where she was really standing with her back to her.

"What are you doing here so early in the morning?" Li Youyi poked her shoulder, and suddenly felt that Boufe's skin was cooler than ice.

The scene she saw almost scared her out of breath - Bao Fei was standing, but his feet did not touch the ground.

I saw that Bao Fei's eyes were slightly open, his neck was tightly locked with hemp rope, his miserable white eyes had no brilliance, his eyes were extremely weird, and he looked creepy.