Cui Yue's face was full of suspicion, could it be that he was really dazzled, or he was affected by today's collision, he drank too much and dreamed and scared himself, looking at the moon and stars outside the house, and the breeze hit, a peaceful night scene. Where is the shadow of a ghost?

Cui Yue muttered two more sentences in his mouth, and then got up and entered the house.

Looking at Cui Yue and turning around and entering the house, Zhang Hu in the shadows, his face twitched slightly, and then showed a strange smile, like a ghost like a walking corpse, hideous and terrifying.

The small bridge comes to the night rain again, the breeze does not wait for the slight dew, the wine that cannot be drunk, the sorrow that cannot be worn, although the road is long, who accompanies me.

A small courtyard, a row of low houses, and the figures under the lamp are slender and long. A cup of tea was cool, the chess pieces in his hand had not yet settled, and he suddenly looked out of the window, thoughtfully, the light in his hand was revealed, and he secretly screamed that it was not good.

With that, a harrier turned over, and the person had gone out of the window and was nowhere to be found.

Cui Yue, who finished the shift, was groggy, pushing the dilapidated old permanent, and finally returned home, without even bothering to say hello to Cui Yuanjun, he threw himself into bed, had a splitting headache, and hurriedly covered the quilt, this is the dream therapy passed on by word of mouth.

Cui Yuanjun was also surprised, put down the newspaper in his hand, and shouted Cui Yue a few times in a row, but no one paid attention.

Aunt Li brought a bowl of porridge from the kitchen and greeted her a few times, but no one cared for her.

"This kid, what's wrong, isn't he sick?"

Aunt Li said anxiously.

"Sick? What kind of illness is it, I think he is fine, you are usually used to him, you don't let him do any work, he can't bear any hardship, just one night shift has become like this, usually I see him very energetic. ”

Cui Yuanjun took a sip of tea and blamed.

"Mom, I'm fine, I'm just too sleepy, I'll be fine after a sleep."

Cui Yue really couldn't stand the nagging of his parents, so he coped.

"This kid, really."

Aunt Li said with confidence.

"Really, really, it's not all what you're used to."

Cui Yuanjun glanced at the upper room, but said.

Cui Yue covered his head with the quilt, only to feel cold sweat all over his body, dizzy, and countless black spots crawling around in front of him, nauseous and vomiting.

A thought suddenly popped into my head, "Zhang Hu, this old boy, won't give me a fake bar to drink." My head is about to crack. ”

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a stormy knock on the door.

"Who, you're going to knock on the door."

Cui Yuanjun hurriedly got up and opened the door, and when he saw a big man outside the door, he was panting and wondering.

"Zhang Hu, you kid came to my house to break down the door."

"Old Cui, no, it's a bit urgent, what about Cui Yue?"

Zhang Hu said hurriedly.

"Sleeping in the back room."

Zhang Hu rushed to the back room with an arrow step, opened the quilt, and slipped Cui Yue off the bed.

Cui Yue was secretly uncomfortable, and when he opened his eyes, I went, why is this evil star. I almost didn't catch it in one breath.

"Cui Yue, hurry up, hurry up, follow me back to the factory."

Zhang Hu couldn't help but say, pulled up Cui Yue and left.

"Hey, what's wrong, what's wrong with this kid."

Cui Yuanjun asked.

"No, something happened in the factory."

Without waiting for Cui Yuanjun to ask, Zhang Hu pulled Cui Yue and ran away.

"Uncle Zhang, what's wrong, what's so urgent."

Cui Yue didn't take two steps before he was a little weak.

"Of course something big happened, there were dead people in the factory."

"Dead Man's ......"

"Hurry up and ......." After a while, Zhang Hu finally arrived at the factory with Cui Yue on the broken permanent car, and almost broke up the broken permanent horse, died early, and retired honorably.

I saw a female worker in overalls lying on the machine in the scrap workshop, her hands drooping, her long hair hanging down her waist, and her face could not be seen. The blood flowed down the machine, staining a large pool of red, and it had already coagulated.

As soon as the workers on duty this morning entered the workshop, they were immediately frightened and hurriedly notified the security room and reported to the Public Security Bureau.

The technicians of the Public Security Bureau were surveying the scene, and Zhao Weiping led the team, lit a cigarette, looked at the scene, and was silent in thought.

The workers in the factory rushed over when they heard the training, and surrounded the entire workshop. The leaders of the workshop couldn't leave, and they were hurriedly organizing personnel to stop the workers outside the protection line.

"Hey, why did you just come here?"

"As soon as the machine stopped, I came over quickly." Hey, it's a pity, this Huang Juan is only in her twenties, so she ...... Ay....

"Who said no, I met her the day before yesterday, and asked me how to make the needles for knitting sweaters, and I ...... today"

"Hey, the world is impermanent, I heard from the people in the scrap workshop that they completed the target yesterday afternoon, and there was no night shift at all last night."

"Then what do you say that Huang Juan is a good person who ran to the workshop to do, and died on the machine. It's weird. ”

"Who knows, who will say this clearly now."

For a while, the big guys were gossiping and saying everything, and after a while, several versions came out.

"What's noisy, what's lively here, don't take this week's performance, let's work here with your mouth."

Just as everyone was clamoring, I suddenly heard someone shouting. It turned out that Chen Changming, the director of the fertilizer plant, rushed to the scene, and the workers were silent for a while, and no one dared to say anything.

"Director Liu, let the workers go back to the workshop, what does the pile look like here, are you several workshop directors all furnishings, can't you control your own people?"

Chen Changming pointed to several people in front of him and scolded.

"The people of the security department stayed, and the rest of them dispersed quickly."

"Yes, yes."

Liu Laisheng and several workshop directors hurriedly coaxed the workers out of the scrap workshop.

As soon as he got out of the scrap workshop, Liu Laisheng saw a back that was very familiar, and the worn work clothes were a little decolorized.

"Old Duan, you kid come over and join in the fun."

Liu Laisheng's eyes were sharp, and he recognized Lao Duan in the crowd at a glance and shouted.

Hearing someone shouting, Lao Duan turned around in embarrassment and rubbed his hands.

"Oh, Director Liu, there are so many of them, I haven't even seen you."

"Sure enough, it's you, you don't want to stay in the warehouse, come to see what's going on."

Liu Laisheng grabbed Lao Duan's shoulder and said sternly deliberately.

"Director Liu, aren't everyone here, I heard that something big happened in our factory, so I hurried over to take a look." Lao Duan said.

"It's so far away, you really have this idleness, you call it leaving your post without permission, do you know you."

Liu Laisheng deliberately wanted to be angry, but he still didn't let go.

"That, Director Liu, I still have something, it seems that the door has forgotten to lock, I have to leave quickly, let's see you back, it's okay to talk......"

Lao Duan was already greasing the soles of his feet as he spoke, and ran out along the flow of people.

"Captain Zhao, have you found anything?"

Chen Changming's words interrupted Zhao Weiping's thoughts and pulled him back into reality,

"Huh? Oh, there's nothing to discover just yet. ”

Zhao Weiping said casually.