Yang Le walked to the street store and bought a pack of cigarettes.

Instead of panicking and being afraid, he was unexpectedly calm, standing at the entrance of the commissary and lighting his cigarette.

Ever since I came across that file last night, everything has started to get messy.

Blood pupils.

You can see the past, and you can see youkai.

What other features?

The air was a little muddy, and the haze filled the air, blocking every pore of his body, and Yang Le felt that his breathing was a little blocked.

Riding a little sheep.

Passing by the People's Square, several old men were leisurely playing Tai Chi.

Among them, the crane-haired and childlike old man, with a straight waist and legs, and arms like knives, why does he look so much like a praying mantis?!

Praying mantis doing tai chi?

The aunt who danced the square dance kept twisting her waist, revealing the green snake skin around her waist, shining in the sun.

Yang Le wondered why he hadn't noticed it before.

Is this the eye of the sky that has opened the sky?

God wants to let himself subdue demons and eliminate demons?

Huh.

I used to live a good life when I couldn't see it, and besides, he still knew very well how many catties and taels he had, and these monsters had nothing to do with him, so why bother with a mouse and meddle with it.

Hasten.

The little sheep roared past the aunt and uncle.

His family lives in Loumen New Village.

The dilapidated tube building, the house where the theater of the old Yang unit was divided ten years ago.

It's not easy for Lao Yang, a big man takes Yang Le with a handful of and urine, and his hair is much whiter than Uncle Zhang next door.

Knock knock.

"I'm back. ”

After a long time, there was no movement.

odd

At this point, Lao Yang should be at home.

Yang Le took out the key from his pocket and was looking for which one to open the door, and the door clicked open.

Lao Yang stood inside the door, his face was very bad, and dark clouds were thick.

Endocrine disorders in the morning?

Yang Le changed into slippers, and when he looked up, he found that there were many people in the house.

"Aunt Liu, why are you ......?"

Aunt Liu Yun, a colleague of Lao Yang Theater, has been widowed for many years.

"Uh...... I'm looking for Wei Guo...... Your dad was rehearsing, and the theater was so tight that we didn't understand the script. ”

Huh.

Yang Le didn't bother to care about the affairs between them, and asked directly: "Old Yang, is the key to the old house with you?"

"What old house?" Lao Yang's tone was very bad.

"It's my mother...... Yang Le paused, "it's that haunted house." ”

Lao Yang was stunned for a moment.

His brow furrowed.

Turning back into the house, he walked out with a piece of paper full of words.

"This is a demolition agreement, the house was demolished last month, I was going to tell you later, lest you stinky boy float away...... lost 20 million, do you want a house or cash......"

Demolished?!

How could it be dismantled?

House Cash?

What's the use of me asking for those!

Without that house, the devil knows if he would have seen what happened on the day my mother died.

He tried all night,

Only in a fixed space can he see what happened in the past in this space.

Without that old house, this ability is still a chicken?

It's better to see the future.

At least you can see what the winning numbers of tomorrow's lottery are.

Then, buy a hundred bets with the same number.

Ma Dan,

Are you short of money? No, there are 20 million written in black and white.

"Who asked you to agree to demolish it!, you will demolish it after I agree!" Yang Le yelled, with a hint of hysteria.

It's just a little bit, and if you don't tear it down, you can see everything.

His hands were shaking.

Lao Yang's face was even more ugly.

"Lao Tzu's house can be demolished as much as you like. ”

"Can you two not quarrel, they will quarrel as soon as they meet. Liu Yun hurriedly persuaded.

The room fell silent.

The silence was like a huge hand grabbing Yang Le's neck, suffocating him.

"Dingdong, Alipay has arrived at 100,000 yuan......"

Liu Yun hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and was embarrassed to find that it was not his mobile phone ringing.

Yang Le silently took out his high-imitation Apple X from his trouser pocket.

"Hey ......"

His voice was weak.

"Yang Le, come to Huanghe New Village, I found a very strange thing. ”

It's Su Luo.

......

......

Huanghe New Village,

Room 303, Unit 2, Building 38, Kangsheng Home.

The lights in the room were dim, and the curtains were drawn deadly, so that no sunlight could penetrate.

A middle-aged woman walked out of the kitchen, with a sallow face and tea in her hand, and walked to the sofa.

She is the informant that Yang Le and Su Luo are going to see today, Liu Yinglan.

"Two officers, drink some water. ”

She was pouring water, and the kettle and teacup collided and jingled from time to time.

Yang Le's brows furrowed slightly.

Liu Yinglan seemed to be too nervous, and her fingers holding the handle of the teapot showed the green tendons on her hand because of the force.

It's just pouring water, as for being so hard...... Have a grudge against the teapot.

"Officer Yang, I just told Officer Su that I really didn't report the case. Liu Yinglan put the teapot aside, let go of her five fingers, as if the whole person had confidence, straightened her back, and said.

"Didn't report the crime?"

Yang Le was stunned, a little surprised, and turned his face to look at Su Luo beside him.

Su Luo shrugged his shoulders.

Don't look at me like that, I'm very depressed.

Don't...... Is the file just a prank?

No way.

After the blood stains on the file irritate the eyes, blood pupils can appear, how can an archive with such a bull fork function be a prank?

There must be a cat.

Yang Le took a deep breath and asked, "Ms. Liu, we also retrieved the report record from the information database of the police station, so I would like to ask you briefly." ”

"Where did you get the record of not reporting the crime?"

"Even if you don't report the crime, can we ask a few questions?"

"Good. ”

"Your child's birthday is not the 20th day of the second month of the solar calendar. ”

“...... Be...... Be. ”

"Your son's last birthday was not a paty in kindergarten. ”

“...... Be. ”

"Was your husband filming with a video camera when your son had an accident?"

"Yes...... It's not, it's not. ”

"Yes or no?"

"No, my son didn't have an accident, Officer Yang, how can you be nonsense, my son is fine, he will come back from school soon. ”

Liu Yinglan was a little flustered, and then put on an angry look.

Yang Le knew that she was lying, but she didn't know why she was lying.

It is recorded in the file that before finding Lin Qinghuan to report the case, Liu Yinglan reported the case once, and her son had an accident and was determined by the police to have died accidentally.

As long as you look it up in the police system, you can find out the truth of the matter, and her lie is too low.

Liu Yinglan's eyes glanced out of the door from time to time.

Flustered.

Afraid.

It's as if there's something terrifying outside the door.

Yang Le stood up and took two steps out.

Liu Yinglan's hands were trembling.

Yang Le stopped and stood in front of a hanging painting on the wall, which was a handmade work, on which were pieces of paper of various shapes pasted by children.

"This painting is quite interesting. ”

"My son's work last year. Liu Yinglan said with a strong smile.

Yang Le turned around and returned to the sofa, slowing down his voice and trying to make his voice sound more reassuring.

"What a pity for such a lovely child...... Ms. Liu, if you have any difficulties, we will definitely help you, this police officer Su's father is the director of our Loumen Police Station. ”

Sometimes identity is really a good thing.

No one believes what the auxiliary police say, but what the director says is different, the weight is different, even the director's daughter is stronger than the auxiliary police.

Su Luo's hand pinched Yang Le's waist slightly, and then glared at him.

Yang Le smiled bitterly.

Liu Yinglan's eyes shrank, and after only two seconds, she became firm.

"Officer Yang, I think you really misunderstood, my son is really fine...... Go away. ”

The voice did not fall.

A ding-dong doorbell rang outside the door.

Liu Yinglan hurriedly got up and opened the door, the door opened, and a little boy jumped in from outside.

"Mom, who are these two people......"

"Call Uncle and Auntie. ”

The little boy was cute.

"Where are uncles and aunts, obviously brothers and sisters. ”

Well, it's cuter.

Yang Le and Su Luo looked at each other.

Su Luo's eyebrows furrowed, and the doubts in his eyes flashed.

She tugged at Yang Le's sleeve.

"Let's go......"

Even his voice was much weaker, and he was pitiful.

The body inadvertently stood in front of Yang Le.

Yang Le glanced at the little boy, stood up, and said to Liu Yinglan: "I'm sorry, Ms. Liu, I think there may be some misunderstanding here." ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

"Goodbye. ”

After speaking, Yang Le grabbed Su Luo's hand tightly and dragged her out of the room.

The moment the door closes.

Yang Le followed the crack in the door and saw Liu Yinglan's son, with two pointed ears emerging from the top of his head, and a faint green light in his eyes.