Zhao Yan put the clothes away, leaned into the closet to check, and finally found that something was wrong on the board that was attached to the wall, he tried to pull the board up, and it really pulled it apart, revealing a more cramped space than the wardrobe, estimated to be half a square meter wide, and half a wardrobe height.

In such a space, you can't lie upright, you can't stand upright, as soon as the board is pulled down, it will be so dark that you can't see your fingers, Zhao Yan found it when he opened it, and this board can only be opened from the outside.

If a person is locked up in such a place for a long time, he will face a world of total darkness. I don't know the light, I don't know the time, I can't shout to the sky, I can only curl my hands, feet, waist and back, and endure the pain and pain that the blood can't flow smoothly. The double torture of mind and body, over time, is enough to drive people crazy.

And Hua Chihuan was curled in it like this, with her eyes closed and no sound.

……

That was the last time Xiao Chihuan called the police. Using all her courage and determination, she really hoped that someone would pull her up, but the police uncle, who seemed to be trustworthy, still handed her over to the devil and told her to listen to the devil.

How to listen? The demon wants to drag her to the endless dark abyss, and she obediently jumps down and sinks forever?

Every time she called the police, instead of being able to get rid of her, she gave the demon an excuse to increase her sentence tenfold and hundredfold.

The demon would tie her to the bed, and the place where she tied it would be padded with cotton to prevent her flesh from being injured, and then, while humming an old song, the demon would wet the paper and cover her face, and only when she was dying, would remove the wet paper, give her a few breaths, and then start over.

The demon is very good at grasping that amount, making her miserable without leaving a trace.

As she struggled in the Boundless Hell, she wondered why she should ask for help from others, nothing but to make herself more miserable.

This time the demon seemed to be angry, because she deliberately caused herself to be injured, and she was almost dead, and she didn't take off the wet paper.

She's so uncomfortable, she's so miserable, she's ...... Isn't it dying?

"Chi Huan, Hua Chi Huan, wake up, wake up!"

The demon said that a new room had been prepared for her, and since she liked to hide so much, let her hide enough.

The room was very small, in the closet, and the devil locked her in, and no matter how much she slapped and froze, he wouldn't open it for her, the devil said. After that, she had to sleep in it, and she could be released at dawn.

But when will it be light?

There was a wardrobe outside the small wooden board, there was no light at all, no watch, no mobile phone, nothing.

She held herself and counted the time second by second, the grandmother of the director of the orphanage had taught her time, second by minute and hour, sometimes, counting and counting, she would fall asleep, and when she woke up, the demon let her out.

Sometimes, she counted and counted, but she couldn't sleep, and negative emotions such as fear and irritability enveloped her, and she could only grasp the planks and walls one by one.

She slowly grew up, her body slowly elongated, and the small space brought her more torment. When she was young, she was ignorant and fearless, and the more she grew up, the more afraid she became afraid of entering this "room", and she was forced to suffer from claustrophobia all her life, until now, she can't breathe when she enters this "room" again. The degree of pain is no worse than being covered with wet paper.

In that darkness, she suddenly saw the light, and in the circle of light, the grandmother of the dean looked at her kindly and smiled. Reach out to her.

Grandma, grandma, I miss you so much, without you, no one will be happy anymore!

Huanhuan cried and crawled towards the dean's grandmother, and suddenly someone behind her was calling her:

"Hua Chihuan. Breathe, breathe......"

Who is it, senior?

"Breathe, breathe, flower late joy. Do you hear it, breathe! ”

Who's slapping her face, who's pinching her mouth, who's pouring air into her mouth?

"Ahem, cough, cough......" She was choked by the breath in her mouth, and the breath she was holding finally smoothed out. She slowly opened her eyes, and in a daze, she saw a person very close to her.

She shouted weakly, "Learn, grow? ”

"Wake up, you're awake? What did you say? What is long? ”

Hua Chihuan opened his mouth and breathed weakly and urgently, and his eyes slowly became a little clearer, but what he saw was not Chen Mo. is a face that is more resolute than Chen Mo's handsomeness, it is Zhao Yan.

Uncle policeman, can he finally save her once?

Zhao Yan was obviously relieved: "You can be regarded as awake, damn." It turns out that there are really people who can suffocate themselves to death? ”

Hua Chihuan looked at him for a few seconds, then leaned back and closed his eyes again.

……

Outside the hospital ward, Zhao Yan listened to the team members below report to him, the preliminary examination report of the murder scene. ‘

“…… Except for that little dark room. No, outside the small black hole, there is nothing wrong in that apartment, because you said that the deceased Ms. Wu may have the problem of abusing Hua Chihuan all year round, we specially checked it, but the paper is ordinary A4 paper, there is a printer in the study, it is normal to have spare paper, and there is a silk scarf. There was soft silk with cotton in it, and some tools for practicing yoga, but none of that could be evidence, I guess. What did the deceased sister-in-law Wu really do to Hua Chihuan, she would go out to buy vegetables every day, and take this opportunity to throw away the evidence used to abuse Hua Chihuan, we can't check it at all. ”

After all, a couple of dolls of paper and the like. Who would have thought that there would be a problem?

In other words, there may be normal household items in the house that can be used to abuse people without being noticed, and they will not notice until they find out.

Zhao Yan said: "Look carefully." Don't let go of any details, if you do, you can't always leave no traces. These three homicides all have a common feature, that is, the deceased has hurt Hua Chihuan to some extent, which is likely to become the key to solving the case in the future. ”

"Okay." The team member nodded, suddenly thought of something, and said, "By the way, there is something that I think is a little strange. ”

"Tell me."

"It's what I found out that all the rooms in that apartment can't be locked."

Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows: "Make it clear." ”

"Just every room, including the bathroom. There's no way to lock it from the inside. Although you can feel free to do whatever you want in your own home, I still can't reverse the locks when I deliberately modify the locks in each room, and I always feel that something is wrong. ”

Zhao Yan looked at the door of the ward with a calm face, thinking about Hua Chihuan lying inside: "If." Is it so that the children who live in that house can't hide? ”

When she was scared and wanted to hide, unable to lock the door, the demon could always easily get in.

Drag her out!