After taking a shower, Zhou Ze changed his clothes and sat on the sofa downstairs, it was only the second half of the night, and it was still early before dawn, but Zhou Ze was no longer sleepy.

After a normal person has that dream, it is probably difficult to fall back asleep in a short period of time.

Bai Yingying made coffee for Zhou Ze and brought it to him, and then stood next to him, like a child who had done something wrong, at a loss.

Zhou Ze waved his hand, signaling that it was okay, she could go up to rest or play games, but Bai Yingying was still reluctant to go, in her opinion, whether intentionally or unintentionally, she did absorb the evil qi from Zhou Ze, and her boss's body had not fully recovered.

It's like a person who is already seriously ill and still sings every night, which is really death.

After taking a sip of coffee, Zhou Ze lit a cigarette, to be honest, he was also a little strange, why did he exude evil aura on his body when he dreamed, he believed that Bai Yingying didn't mean to harm himself or couldn't wait, in fact, Bai Yingying was quite satisfied with her "white-haired witch" style, and recently she has also played with ancient style in her dressing style, which has a unique charm.

This matter can only be regarded as a thorn in his heart, and if he can't figure it out, he can only put it down first, after all, there are more important things to deal with and solve now.

Half an hour later, a police car pulled up in front of the bookstore.

Xu Niangniang, who was still "absorbing the essence of the sun and moon" next to her, saw that the police were coming, and got up and went upstairs directly, and she was unwilling to stay downstairs.

He complained about the bad air and poor sleep in the detention center, and the night in the detention center hit his skin hard.

It was Zhang Yanfeng who came in, and it was Zhou Ze who sent him a message.

Zhang Yanfeng was holding a document bag in his hand, his eyes first fell on Bai Yingying, and asked with some confusion:

"Who is she?"

The last time the police entered the bookstore, Zhou Ze asked Bai Yingying and them to leave first, so Zhang Yanfeng didn't know Bai Yingying, and no matter how powerful the police's information system was, it was impossible to enter Bai Yingying's information.

"My niece."

Zhou Ze said perfunctorily.

Zhang Yanfeng didn't dwell on this anymore, but sat down opposite Zhou Ze.

"Coffee or tea?" Zhou Ze asked.

Zhang Yanfeng touched his somewhat tired face, smelled the strong aroma of coffee in front of Zhou Ze, and said, "Coffee." ”

The white warbler went to make coffee, and Zhou Ze turned his head sideways and shouted:

"Take Nestle instant."

"............" Zhang Yanfeng.

The coffee was brought up, Zhang Yanfeng was also single, drank it in one gulp, and then pointed to the document bag on the table and said, "Don't want to see it?" ”

Zhou Ze shook his head, "There shouldn't be any useful information." ”

"Huh."

Zhang Yanfeng smiled, lit a cigarette, and asked:

"Call me for what?"

"Because I just went to bed."

"What?"

"Then, I had a dream."

Zhou Ze stretched his waist,

The picture in the dream is unbearable,

Of course, compared to the sealed space that you entered at the end, even the previous experience of "women's pregnant women's perspective" is not worth mentioning.

"What kind of dream?" Zhang Yanfeng's expression became serious.

In this world,

He and Zhou Ze are tied with chains on their legs, since he can dream, then Zhou Ze can naturally dream.

"That place, it shouldn't be a hospital." Zhou Ze coughed and continued: "There, it should have been a secret underground concentration camp, a bit like Nazi Auschwitz. ”

Zhang Yanfeng's eyes narrowed, "Concentration camp? ”

"Yes, my dreams should overlap with yours, and I also dreamed of that prison;

But it may be that I have different reasons from you, so, my dreams are more real than yours, and there are many more details than yours.

There, there were many prisoners, and every cell was overcrowded. ”

Saying,

Zhou Ze stretched out his finger and pointed to the iron chain that was not visible at his feet, and continued:

"This chain is a thing thrown out by the prison management, it doesn't seem to symbolize the locks, at least, for those prisoners, it seems to represent a very beautiful thing, a different kind of beautiful feelings."

Zhou Ze thought of the man in the dream who helped the woman snatch the chain,

When the woman walks out in chains,

He stood behind the iron railings with blessings and good expectations in his eyes.

But he may not have known,

The woman in chains,

What kind of place did you end up in?

An extremely strong contradiction was formed here, because Zhou Ze felt that his analysis of the last environment in the dream at that time should not be wrong.

It is really not difficult to find information about Nazi Auschwitz, and many people related to it have written similar memoirs, and there is a passage that Zhou Ze read when he was in school before, and he remembers it deeply, that is, many Jews entered that room and thought it was a place for them to shower and bathe, but out of those small holes, it was not warm water, but poison gas.

Zhang Yanfeng was silent, he didn't know how to answer this question.

"I don't think there's any mention of this in this material, right?" Zhou Ze stretched out his finger and pointed to the document bag on the coffee table.

Zhang Yanfeng shook his head.

"That prison should be deep underground." Zhou Ze said in a deep voice, "And speculate that the clothes worn by the people at that time and the clothes of the administrator I saw should be the Republic of China period, since there is no record in this information, I think, is there such a possibility, that is, this prison is still underground and has not been found at all?" ”

"So, what do you mean? Let me go and apply to the leader to push the police station down and excavate?

The reason is that I had a dream? ”

Zhang Yanfeng asked rhetorically.

"There's a way to find it, isn't it?" Zhou Ze took another sip of coffee, "After all, the bitter masters have found us on our feet." ”

"I can't do it, and I can't do it for that reason." Zhang Yanfeng said very seriously.

"Actually, it's not difficult, just find a little bit of evidence." Zhou Ze analyzed.

"Recently, an underground garage was being leveled in the police station." Zhang Yanfeng said.

"I see." Zhou Ze nodded, signaling that he was clear, but Boss Zhou continued to say lazily: "I'll let people operate." ”

If we can use this opportunity to get the construction team to dig some more distance underneath, maybe there will be some clues, and as long as it can be determined that there may be special buildings underneath, the normal excavation and construction will be able to continue in a bright and bright way.

"Anything else?" Zhang Yanfeng asked, seeing that he was planning to leave.

"You can't help with my business."

Zhou Ze said with a smile, for example, why he was "full of energy" when he was dreaming, and even the evil aura that escaped was so strong that it could make Bai Yingying drunk.

"Then I'll go first." Zhang Yanfeng got up and picked up the document bag on the coffee table.

"That's right, Team Zhang." Zhou Ze shouted.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yanfeng turned his head to look at Zhou Ze.

"Did your ancestors ever serve as soldiers?" Zhou Ze organized his wording as much as he could, "Your grandfather or your great-grandfather's generation?" ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Just ask, maybe the victim there may have your relatives, you know, blood relations, it is likely that it can also become a kind of bond;

And this bond can sometimes even transcend the distance between life and death. ”

Zhou Ze thought of the old man who was killed by himself at the Temple of Literature, and the old man served the Temple of Literature for many years, in order to pray for the blessing of his descendants.

"I don't know about this, I'll have to ask."

"This also includes the special missing." Zhou Ze added.

"You say, there are my elders in the prison, but since they are my elders, why do you add a chain to my junior?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.

"But for them, the chain is a beautiful symbol, and what if your elders like you and put this on for you?

It's like giving you a piece of candy or a longevity lock. ”

Zhang Yanfeng was silent for a while, but still left.

Zhou Ze crossed his feet and continued to lie on his side on the sofa, falling into another kind of contemplation.

That is, if Zhang Yanfeng can be said to be one of his relatives and elders who died in that prison, so the chains will eventually fall on him,

And what about yourself?

Just because I'm a ghost,

plus he happened to appear in the range of the police station,

So he was shackled?

It's true

Is that so?

Thinking about it, Zhou Ze suddenly felt a little tightness in his chest, he stood up, pushed open the door of the bookstore, walked out, and stood on the street in the middle of the night.

There was a faint humidity in the air, and a sparse drop of rain was falling.

oh

It turned out to be raining,

No wonder it's so stuffy.

Zhou Ze continued to stand in the rain and re-lit a cigarette.

The rain began to fall heavier and heavier,

From the beginning of the dripping to the majestic "lala".

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand to block his head,

He had just taken a shower and decided to go back to the bookstore first.

however

When he lifted his feet, his body stumbled, and the whole person almost fell.

It's so heavy under your feet,

It's like it's locked up and you can't lift it at all.

Zhou Ze lowered his head in some surprise,

Impressively found on his feet,

Actually locked with an anklet,

How

How so?

……………………

Lao Dao sniffed and walked downstairs, he had just slept for a while, but he was a little cold, and he poured a cup of hot water to warm his body, it was really the boss who made the second floor too "cool", and the effect of this refrigeration has not completely dissipated until now.

Before, he also heard Xu Qinglang who went upstairs sneezing, obviously a little unable to stand the afterglow of this natural artificial refrigeration.

"Yo."

Lao Dao slowly drank hot water while looking at the white warbler sitting on the sofa,

"Boss asleep again?"

Bai Yingying nodded, reached out and gently stroked the boss's face, and said:

"The policeman fell asleep as soon as he left, and the boss should be really tired."

"Hey, hey, don't you get tired, you're about to be squeezed dry."