Zhuo Hui woke up from his nightmare again.

In the darkness, his eyes reflected the moonlight outside the lattice-shaped window, flickering with an eerie light.

That nightmare again, he thought.

After a moment of silence, he turned his body and stared vacantly at the old ceiling on the top of the bed, which had been white-shaved white but had been cracked and yellowed by the baptism of time.

He silently thought about his recent encounters, thinking about the things that would make all normal people uncomfortable and psychologically resistant, and even "look the other way" at those who talked about these things, so as to exclude and alienate these people.

About two months ago, Zhuo Hui began to have these nightmares.

It wasn't your average nightmare.

Even Zhuo Hui himself couldn't say what kind of thing he dreamed of.

It was some irregular, illogical, and natural dream...... In these dreams, Zhuo Hui dreamed of a lake full of black blood in the depths of the forest...... He dreamed of the corpse of the girl curled up under his bed, opened her eyes, and tried to wrap her white fingers around his heart...... He also dreamed of huge cities that could not be imagined by human civilization and the huge monsters that walked slowly on all fours above the clouds, like eyeless corpses......

If only these weird dreams were enough.

But what really scared Zhuo Hui was that with these dreams, he began to be stimulated by certain things in his daily life and fell into short-term fantasies that he couldn't control......

Xiao Wang, who had just been promoted to team leader in the second workshop, just showed off in front of him, and he was stuffed into the machine that was pressed into a steel plate, and rolled into a layer of meat paste in a steel plate rolled up like a wrap.

Sister Jiang downstairs just stole a head of garlic and a few green onions that he hung outside as usual, and he killed the whole family, and the big pot was boiling the meat of Sister Jiang's family of four...... Zhuo Hui even smelled the smell of meat that was extraordinarily fragrant with the addition of green onions, ginger and seasonings......

The college students who hit him in the street and spoke disrespectfully were torn off their entire scalps by him, and the college students who kept pounced on him and attacked him around him were also destined to be torn off their scalps and become a frantic "blood skeleton man......

The only good thing is.

These hallucinations, which tend to be repeated countless times, do not materialize after he wakes up.

But at this time, the long period of time that passed on his wrist, in the factory, and on the clock tower of the station made Zhuo Hui feel a little creepy!

He...... Immerse yourself in these disgusting horror fantasies for minutes or even tens of minutes without being aware of the outside world?

After a long time, Zhuo Hui naturally began to think about the origin of this illusion that made him ignore everything around him, and even pretend to be real.

He even secretly went to a famous psychiatric hospital in a nearby city behind his family's back for an examination. But the result was "more rest, less crankiness" and a bottle of white pills that he couldn't understand but looked cheap.

Now Zhuo Hui felt like he was about to collapse.

It was becoming more and more difficult for him to endure the night's insomnia and wandering thoughts and crazy hallucinations anytime and anywhere. He even began to feel that there was another person inside him who was about to tear open his body and come into this world!

……

"Zhuo Hui." Tang Chuan pointed to an old photo on the big screen with a telescopic pole of a young man wearing khaki overalls and blue workers' pants, and in his open arms, he could also see a hurdle vest printed with the words of the 17th Games of XX Machinery Factory.

In the audience, everyone's eyes were focused on the ordinary-looking man on the screen.

Tang Chuan's calm and characteristic calm tone continued in a low tone: "According to our investigation, this man named Zhuo Hui worked in the Third Metallurgical Machinery Factory of XX City, XX Province during 1983~1989, and then disappeared suddenly in 89, and was found dead in the pond behind the factory half a year later. ”

"Officer Tang, it doesn't seem like your investigation of an ordinary worker has anything to do with the grim situation we are facing, right?" At this time, the man in the audience who belonged to another investigation department raised his hand and interrupted somewhat unceremoniously.

Tang Chuan smiled helplessly and pressed the remote control that controlled the screen in his hand.

An old photo of a wedding in the eighties appeared on the screen.

Everyone frowned a little inexplicably.

Tang Chuan ignored it and continued to play the photos at a rate of three seconds until he ...... A young female investigator raised her hand hesitantly and said, "Mr. Tang, I noticed that these photos are all photos of Zhuo Hui getting married, in the factory, on the elder's birthday, and playing, right?" But...... Why are they all ......? ”

Tang Chuan saw that everyone had begun to notice, and then began to explain: "Yes - I think everyone who has carefully seen these photos has noticed that on these dozen photos, and all the photos that I haven't released to you later, once that person appears, there will be inexplicable partial overexposure, right?" ”

He pressed the toggle button, and all the photos he had shown to everyone in the conference room appeared on the screen at the same time, and the anomalous parts were circled in red.

Then.

Tang Chuan said categorically: "Yes...... In these photos of Zhuo Hui's family, once Zhuo Hui's girlfriend, bride, and wife appear...... The photo will be pasted! ”

Tang Chuan's deputy below immediately switched to the enlarged picture after they compared.

in the picture.

Everyone clearly saw that in those dozens of photos, whether it was Zhuo Hui's marriage, or traveling to the beach, or all the photos when the family attended a birthday banquet, a family wedding, or a unit event...... That woman's head is forever blurred! It's either overexposed or the lens is out of focus!

At this time, Tang Chuan began his summary.

"In the past few days, we have searched through all the archives of XX City, from the population data to some of the materials kept by the Third Metallurgical Machinery Plant."

"Judging from Zhuo Hui's family composition, study and work experience, he should be just an ordinary young man, and his problems can basically be ruled out."

"We asked everyone who had contact with Zhuo Hui back then, including his classmates, surviving teachers, relatives, co-workers, and a lover back then, and he really never showed anything out of the ordinary."

"The problem was in the summer of '88 – this woman showed up."

On the screen, a close-up of the zoomed-in old photograph appears in the center.

It was an unsurprisingly overexposed photo of the woman's head.

But fortunately, at least most of the woman's body can be clearly seen in this photo.

She wore a long white dress characteristic of the era.

Plain and simple.

It seems that the wind was blowing when this photo was taken, and the woman's skirt was slightly raised, forming a beautiful wavy petal-like shape, but only a small calf under the woman's knee was exposed in a reserved manner.

Even if the pixels of the old photos are not high.

But those present can still see the woman's skin like mutton fat and white jade, and the calves and ankles that are delicate and perfect to the extreme......

At this moment, everyone realized that there were such beautiful people in this world!

Just a blurry calf has already caused many of the men present to fall into some kind of temporary conjecture and can't extricate themselves!