At the bottom of this dossier, in a bag, there were three photographs, photographs of three men.

These three people are the suspects suspected by the police.

The first one is a fat man. His biggest feature is his dull eyes. The note below the photo shows that this guy is a repeat offender, who was once imprisoned for sexually assaulting an old woman in her sixties, and was released less than two years after his release.

I kind of despised this guy, so I flipped the picture over and picked up the next one.

When I saw this photo, I was taken aback.

Because, I recognize the man in this photo!

This is a middle-aged man with a scar on his face, he is a bald man, his eyes are fierce, and his face is full of horizontal meat!

How could it be him? Isn't this the bald policeman I once saw in the interrogation room of the police station?

That's right, this is the guy! He killed a homeless man in the interrogation room, right in front of me!

I looked at the notes under the photo, and it turned out that this guy was not a policeman, but just a painter, and someone reported that this guy had sneakily followed a girl who was killed, and he didn't have an exact alibi on the day of the incident.

Dare to love this guy is not a police officer at all, but a suspect suspected by the police?

But why did I think this guy was a police officer? Could it be that this is my hallucination again?

When I saw the third photo, I was even more surprised.

This one turned out to be the wanted criminal in the wanted notice I picked up at the door of the police station.

However, this photo, exactly like the one in the wanted notice, was also torn off, and only his thin chin and beard on his chin and cheeks could be seen.

What's even more strange is that this photo is not attached to any record, there is everything, just a big red question mark drawn under the photo?

Why did the police end up treating this bearded man, who had no record, as a wanted criminal? Could it be that the police already have some evidence of his crime, or is it because this guy has absconded in fear of crime?

It's very likely, since he can be included in the list of suspects by the police, then there is definitely something suspicious about this guy. And if this guy suddenly disappears again, of course, the police will give him the position of suspect No. 1. The issuance of a wanted warrant is reasonable.

But what does this criminal case file have to do with my Mary? What about Mary's file? Wasn't it still in my hand just now, why did it disappear in the blink of an eye?

I hate this murderer, but my mission before me is to find and rescue Mary.

So, I found Cabinet No. 1 again. The cupboard had been opened, but there was nothing in it, not even the safe.

What's going on? Where did Mary's file go? Could it be that it was really burned by fire, right?

Here, there was no fire at all, and the fire was just my illusion.

However, Mary's file is really not in this cabinet, or someone has taken it.

At this point, I was in a state of confusion and didn't know what to do.

At this moment, suddenly, I heard the sound of a police car outside.

The voice, which seemed particularly poignant, pierced the silence of the night sky.

Could it be that the police have returned?

When I heard the sound of the police car, I was a little excited and a little scared.

I was thrilled that I could finally see the police; I'm afraid: Will that cause me any more trouble?

No, I'm still in the archives, and if the police find out I'm here, they won't suspect that I'm here for a bad intention, right?

So, I quickly closed the door of Cabinet No. 1 and placed the criminal case file on the table. Then, I checked the room again, and when I was sure I wasn't leaving any traces here, I left the archives, closed the door, and walked down the hallway on the second floor.

I walked down the stairs on the second floor and went back the way I came.

Soon, I ran out of the gate and down the stairs in one go.

A bright light shone at me, very dazzling.

The light was not sunlight, nor the light of a street lamp, but the headlight of the police car.

The police car was parked at the bottom of the steps, ten meters away from me, with two lights.

A policeman, leaning against the car with his back to me, looked like he was keeping his head down, as if he was recording something.

I could have gotten around this guy and slipped away.

However, when I saw the uniform on the policeman's body, I stopped.

I can't just leave, I'm going to find Mary, by the way, why don't I go and ask him?

So, I walked over, plucked up my courage, and patted the policeman on the shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Policeman, can I ask you about someone?" I patted the policeman on the back and said.

However, the policeman did not answer my question, and still kept his head down.

What's going on?

I simply walked up to him and looked at him.

However, when I saw this, I screamed!

That policeman turned out to be a skeleton, a skeleton wearing a policeman's hat and a policeman's uniform! Its big eye holes are right in front of me!

Yes! I screamed, just under the steps in front of the police station, and I screamed.

Suddenly, the back of my head was hit hard by something.

Again, I was smashed and knocked unconscious.

At the last moment, all I could see was the flickering lights overhead, which were the lights of a police car.

And also, the white fog that is getting thicker and thicker, it is turning black and black in full······

I woke up again, and this time, instead of being in that cell, I was lying on the grass.

Here, it's the grass behind the police station building.

How did I end up here? Just now, wasn't I attacked from behind by the man in black?

I got up and touched the back of my head, it hurt!

I'm sure the guy who attacked me from behind must be the man in black!

That guy, why can he give me a blow every time, and I can't find him every time? Could it be that he will be invisible?

Thinking of this, I looked around.

However, there was nothing to be seen around but a thick white fog.

I grew more and more disgusted and scared of this white fog.

In the fog, I couldn't see who was on the other side. In the fog, any dangerous person or thing, like the three-headed dog, will quietly approach me and give me a blow!

At this moment, in the distance, the sound of a dog barking was heard.

I was startled, could it be the three-headed dog again?

I don't want to see that guy again, and for now, I'd better get out of here.

Here, it's the backyard of the police station. I searched around and found a wall in front of me.

It's a dead end, but if I can get over this wall, I can get out of this police station.

I can't count on the police here to save me anymore, there isn't a single police officer alive here, right?

Now, I can only count on myself.

Thinking of this, I touched my trouser pocket again.

It's strange that my pistol, flashlight, map, and most importantly of all, the ring, are all intact on me?

I took out the map, flashlight, and looked at it.

On the map, next to the police station, is the only secondary school in the town, and it is separated from the police station by a wall.

yes, this is it, just go over that wall and I can get into that school.

That man in black, he'll be waiting for me at the front door of the police station! This time, I'm going to find a different way, he can't guess that I'm going to climb over the wall and get into that middle school, right?

However, this wall is about one story high, how can I climb over it?

However, this did not bother me, because I found a large pile of bricks nearby, probably some construction waste that had not been used up.

So, I put the bricks on top of them, and then, stepping on them, I climbed up the wall.

Still, sitting on the top of the wall and looking at the ground below, I still didn't dare to jump.

Here, there is still a height of one floor above the ground, and if you jump from here, you won't break your leg?

Just then, I heard another dog barking.

Forget it, even if you jump from here and break your leg, it's better than being chased by the man in black or the dog, right?

So, I jumped in.

I fell to the ground, and luckily, I didn't break my leg.

I looked back at the wall, the police station building was still hidden in the fog, and all I could see was the word "POLICE" on the roof.

Farewell, police station.

So, I entered the school, of course, sneaking in.

Following the directions on the map, as long as I pass through the front door of this middle school, I can get back on the main road.

My target is 21 Ping An Street, the place where Mary lives on file. However, I still have a long way to go to get there from here.

I continued to walk forward, but the fog was getting bigger and bigger, and I had difficulty discerning my direction, so I could only slowly grope forward with my own feelings.

Not long after I left, I suddenly smelled a choking smell.

What does it taste like? How does it smell like a toilet? Could it be that this is a toilet?

I looked up and saw a factory. The smell comes from there.

I see, this is probably the school-run factory of this middle school, right? The smell should be some kind of chemical gas, for example, ammonia or something, no wonder, it will be so choking.

I pinched my nose and just wanted to pass by quickly.

But then, suddenly, I heard something.

"Help, help!"

I stopped and pricked up my ears.

Could it be that this is my hallucination again?

No, it's not an illusion, it's a real sound! Moreover, this voice came from that factory!

This is a woman's voice. In the silence of the night, this cry of help is particularly thrilling and harsh!

Oh no, that woman, something must have happened!

The doors of the factory were open, and without further thought, I rushed in.

As soon as I rushed into the factory, I suddenly heard another voice.

That's a very rhythmic sound made by various machines, and this is the sound of machines hitting and transmitting.

The lights in the factory suddenly turned on, illuminating the inside as if it were daytime.

Maybe it was because I had just entered such a bright place from a dim place, and my eyes couldn't stand it at all, so I subconsciously closed my eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I was stunned by what was inside.

In this factory, there are piles of all kinds of machines. Here, it's like a secret factory in a science fiction movie, where all kinds of machines and equipment are running automatically.

The sound of the machine is like that of a symphony orchestra. Not far away, on the transmission belt, something else was being driven. It seemed to be cans, and they were flowing in one place.

This should be a food processing plant, right?

However, the smell is getting stronger. In addition to the smell of rotten eggs, it seems that there is also some kind of smell that I can't say, like, the smell of blood!

I pinched my nose and frowned.

Wondering, why did this school open such a polluting factory? This is environmental pollution, and it is also a big threat to the health of students!

But maybe that's the difference between a school in a small town and a school in a big city? Here, no one cares about this, and no one cares.

Hey, what about the woman's cry for help I just heard? Why did it disappear? Is that still my auditory hallucination?

I was about to turn around and leave, but at this moment, the woman's cry for help rang out again.

"Help, help!" ······