Mo Haiyou didn't move the big boxes, his eyes moved from the tattered boxes to the last small space in the grocery store, where they had been used five years ago. Mo Haiyou walked forward until he could see the whole picture of the small space clearly.

The space was so small that the floor was still the same as before, except that the wood had become darker and the gaps had been sealed with cobwebs and dust.

He took out the spray again, Mo Haiyou just wanted to clear the cobwebs, but suddenly stopped the movement in his hand, he hesitated for a moment, put the bottle back in the small bag, turned around and left the grocery house, and went out from here, it was the east side of the fire house, and those horizontal and vertical wooden pillars were thrown behind Mo Hai's right side, as long as he took a few steps, it was the front of the house, and he could walk into the door generously.

Mo Haiyou stood on the front door frame of the grocery store, the wood under his feet could not bear his weight, and there was a cracking sound, and he muttered to himself; "Why hasn't the house been demolished for so many years?"

This sentence goes with the wind, and inadvertently, people standing around the house can probably hear it. Then, there was a terrible silence, and it was just dawn, and before 6:30, the air came into contact with the skin, and there was a coldness that penetrated into the body. The medical examiner unbuttoned the collar of the suit with one hand, revealing the shirt and muscular neck line that was unbuttoned inside.

Today's forensic doctor does look different, it seems informal, and even a little unruly, he did not stop moving, but continued to brush his neat short hair with his hand, so that the bangs covered his forehead, and immediately, we seemed to see Yun Yeyao standing in front of us, so similar, but the forensic doctor was less weak and a little sharper.

After doing all this, Mo Haiyou stepped out of the grocery store, he walked towards the front of the fire house, while observing the discarded wire on the ground, the end of the wire that should have been broken, is now buried in the ground, and the surface of the wire seems to be much more complete than before, and it has obviously been replaced.

Quietly, Mo Haiyou continued to turn the corner, the front of the house was still exactly the same as before, and the color of the windows and curtains inside was not old, and it was still intact as new.

Everything seemed to be back to square one, Mo Haiyou even felt that Yun Yeyao was still standing by his side, and couldn't help blurting out: "Xiao Yao, where do you think the breakthrough is?" ”

As he spoke, he kicked the red bricks on the wall with his foot, and in an instant, everything new changed, and the walls, the windows, including the curtains and the withered red maple leaves, all folded, and the house seemed to shrink.

"Since it is going to be dismantled, is it still necessary to disguise it?" Mo Haiyou's calm voice echoed in the void, although he still didn't get an answer, but the disguise of the house was revealed by him in an instant.

Five years ago, the façade of the House of Fire was indeed shiny, and the mahogany and maple leaves were real things, but now, it was all a piece of wallpaper, covering the hollowed-out ruins inside, everything was unrecognizable, and everything in the house was broken and powdered except for the frame.

Reaching out and tearing off the wallpaper, when the large camouflage fell to the ground, a statue of the Grim Reaper appeared in front of Mo Hai's right eye, however, it was no longer the statue of the Grim Reaper that was terrifying and frightened back then, but a ruin, the red flame background had faded and shattered, leaving only a few steel frames inside to support it, the Grim Reaper maintained its original posture, his head was missing, and the hand that touched the soul was also broken, and the charred soul that represented the complete subjugation, his position was empty, and the whole person disappeared.

Mo Haiyou slowly approached the statue, the gray body of the Grim Reaper attracted his attention, and the black in the forensic doctor's pupils became thicker and thicker, as if it was thick ink that could not be dissolved.

"Don't hide anymore, if you really can't bear to be here, you should live well, instead of trying to lure me back ......"

A low, mournful voice awakened the Grim Reaper, and his white body gradually lifted up, and a round object rolled out from behind the statue, rolled to a halt at the doctor's feet, and swayed back and forth.

Mo Haiyou stretched out a hand to hold the handle of the thing, and said intently: "Take me to the real refuge at the feet of the god of death!" Say what you want to say to me, this is the last time, Angu! ”

Everything is thinking about the unknown direction, but this unknown is for the end, not for a new beginning, whether it is for the indifferent investigator or for the grieving guide, they all hope to escape from the prison of events and truly get peace of mind.

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I don't know how long it took, the sky was already bright, the wires buried in the soil trembled slightly, and the electric current passed through it, injected into the dark places deep underground, under the dim light, there were sounds in all corners of the room, and the strange scene was presented again, in the deeper room, the curtain had not yet been lifted, and the sound of the conversation between the two people came.

These were two men, one sounding old, the other still very young, and even sounding like a child, the old man's words gradually became clear, with a slight worry, he was retreating towards the outer room little by little, and soon a rickety back appeared in front of the person standing in the doorway.

"Remember me?" One of the people standing at the door spoke, his voice was still as calm and indifferent as many years ago, the old man was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, he looked at the familiar person in front of him, and instantly fell into memory.

The serial murder incident back then, the old man experienced it personally, but he didn't expect that at this moment, when he thought that he would never see the light of day again in his life, he actually met someone here who could help him.

The old man said, "I'm sorry I deceived you back then. Apart from apologizing, the old man couldn't think of a better opening statement.

The person standing at the door took a few steps closer to him, shook his head and said, "I know, you can't fool me, you didn't want to arrest you back then, and it's the same now, why didn't you ask me for help all these years?" ”

"Because you're not alone, I'm not sure that investigators other than you will care about my and Angu's sins, and I don't want these children to be involved with me and Angu."

"Did you write the letter?"

"No, the letter was written by Yasuya, it was written many years ago, I hid it in the small grocery house, and there is also a letter written by the Grim Reaper, just a few days ago, all the letter paper was stolen, I didn't expect the thief to send the letter to you and guide you to us." The old man said.

"Do you think that both Angu's letter and Death's letter were sent to me?" The man standing in the doorway asked, his voice completely inaudible to the ups and downs of emotion.

The old man asked rhetorically, "Isn't it?" ”

"I only received a letter from Angu, what's the matter with the Death Letter?"

"It was at the end of the serial killings, and I found a piece of stationery from the house, with the name of the Grim Reaper on it, but not the name of the recipient, and the contents of the letterhead may not be complete. I put it together with Angu's letter, and I have been conflicted all these years, and I don't know whether I should give it to you or not, alas! ”

"What does Death's letter say?" After the person standing at the door asked, he realized that he had asked in vain, because the person in front of him was in a special physical condition and could hardly use his eyes to distinguish things. It is estimated that even if he reads it, he will only see the part that he can't see, and he will definitely not look at it carefully. “

Most of the people in the room remained silent, looking at the person at the door and talking to the old man with a wary look, and the young man who was talking to the old man in another compartment just now could no longer hear the voice, and the person standing at the door glanced at him and asked, "Have there been any children who have woken up in the past few years?" ”

"No, you know, there are very few people like us, it's better to have parents and brothers to take care of them, like orphans or something, you can only resign yourself to fate, and social welfare organizations can't be all-encompassing, and we people can get together to take care of each other, which is already very lucky."

"I've got a question, are you sure the letter from the Grim Reaper is incomplete?"

"I'm not sure, but I asked the children to read it roughly, and the children didn't know much about it, so I only let them read the first and last two sentences, and I think the first sentence should have a preceding sentence."

"What's that opening sentence?"

"I am the Grim Reaper reborn in flames......"