When the thin black man heard my cry, he immediately ran out of the gate of the cemetery in the western suburbs like a hare fleeing for his life. "Squeak!" Almost at the same time, there was a screeching sound of brakes outside the door, and immediately afterward, everyone saw the black and thin man flying into the air, and a white Nissan car that had come to pay respects in the western suburbs cemetery could not dodge and knocked him into the air.

By the time we ran over, the thin black man who had fallen to the ground had been severely deformed, his head was like a big watermelon that had fallen to the ground, and his black hair, white brains, and red blood were all mixed together and flowing all over the ground. His leaning body was soaked in the pile of mixed liquid, and his fingers twitched occasionally. Tang Ming, who was standing behind me, covered my eyes and said in his mouth: Don't look at these women and hide behind! At that moment, I clearly guessed that the black and thin man was hopeless, and he was hit and killed by the white car.

The front windshield of the white Nissan car was covered in blood, and inside the car were a pair of sisters who had come to pay their respects to their parents. The driver was my sister, a middle-aged woman in her forties, with some fatness. Sitting in the passenger seat was a teenage sister with black-rimmed glasses and short ear-length hair, who looked like she was still a student. At this moment, they are huddled in the car hugging their heads and crying, their bodies are trembling, and their mouths are shouting: What should I do if I hit someone? We hit and killed people, really killed people!

"Damn! What a wicked! finally got some clues, but he died again! Tang Ming, who was panting, couldn't help but curse while pulling me behind him. The police officer standing next to him was busy calling the traffic police to deal with the car accident in front of him that no one wanted. There was a noise in the ears, but the inside of the nose was clean, and the strange smell of blood faded away with the death of the thin black man, as if it had never appeared.

"Check, hurry up! Gotta find out! Hurry up and contact the brothers in the bureau and check this man for me! Hurry up! Even if he dies, he'll dig three feet into the ground today to find some clues for me! Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this evil, how can it be so coincidental! Tang Ming shouted unwillingly, directing the surrounding police officers to investigate the true identity of the thin black man. Who is he? Why did he run? Since there is nothing wrong with Ma Zhipeng's mother-in-law's cemetery, why did he appear in the cemetery in the western suburbs?

I remembered the room with the silver metal door, and the little ghosts in it couldn't find any clues, yes, how could it be so coincidental? Turning around and looking back at the gloomy cemetery gate, I suddenly had a strange feeling in my heart, that is, there was a big secret hidden in the cemetery in the western suburbs, and this secret was as terrible as the secret in the new university town of Wudu.

The two groups of people pursued the clues of the disappearance of the female college student, and it was not only the black and thin man who died suddenly that the evil door was evil, but also the Lin Suo group who went to arrest Ma Zhipeng and his wife, and they also encountered all kinds of weirdness, and then they gained nothing, which made Lin Suo also lose his temper. It turned out that since a while ago, the Lin Institute has sent two police officers to follow and monitor Ma Zhipeng and his wife, and their daily reports are very detailed, and their contact with the 13th Institute has always been very close. But just a second before the decision was made to arrest Ma Zhipeng and his wife, the two police officers actually lost contact with the 13th Institute.

They were in the same situation as the two NSA agents, first the vehicle they were tracking and monitoring lost their signal, and then all the high-tech equipment they wore was out of order. Lin Suo hurriedly contacted Shi Fan, who was still in the hospital, and asked him to locate the location of the two police officers through a specific computer system, and by the time Lin Suo and they found them through GPS positioning, the two had turned into two cold corpses.

The two corpses, both with strange smiles, were placed on the sofa in Ma Zhipeng's office in the small red building, and at first glance, they looked like they were watching a meeting. But Ma Zhipeng, the real owner of the house, has long since disappeared, his bookcase, drawers, and even the safe are intact, and there is still a cup of hot tea on the table.

With the disappearance of Ma Zhipeng, Lin Suo and the others found that Ma Zhipeng's wife had also disappeared, as well as Uncle Feng who was the gatekeeper of the Little Red Mansion, the short and fat man in the security room on the third floor and his yellow-haired little brother, all of whom had disappeared. The little red building is like an evaporator in the world, turning all the people related to it into nothing, so the case of the disappearance of female college students in the new university town of Wudu not only did not make any progress, but involved more and more missing people, and then received more and more bad news.

The black and thin man who was killed, his true identity has become a mystery, and the information that can be found is all nominal. Ostensibly he was a mausoleum caretaker employed by the Western Suburbs Cemetery, but in fact all the information he provided was false. Whether it is the name, age, place of origin, home address, or the scanned copy of the original ID card at the bottom, or the photocopies of other documents, all of them are forged without exception.

In the face of this situation, the Wudu Police Department also specifically checked the suspect database, but did not find any information about the black and thin man, and it is obvious that the black and thin man does not have any criminal record. Therefore, it is very difficult to find the true identity of the black and thin man or find someone in the know with a photo of him.

Everyone closed the team in frustration, and returned to the office of the thirteenth institute in a very low mood, and after the silent Lin Institute briefly summarized the progress of the case, he asked everyone to go back to rest first. Subsequently, he took Uncle Qi, Tang Ming, Tie Ta and me back to room 802 in Shengli Community.

When we entered the house, Lin told us that he suspected that there were eyeliners of Ma Zhipeng and others in the police system, perhaps the eyes of a terrorist organization suspected by the National Security Bureau. He said that these eyeliners may have infiltrated the Wudu Police Station system, and many coincidences may be caused by man-made tricks, so he asked everyone to be extra careful in their words and deeds in the future.

"Ding Dong ~ Ding Dong ~ Ding Dong ~ Ding Dong", this secret meeting in Lin is not over yet, and the doorbell of room 802 rings again. A few of us looked at each other in surprise, and we couldn't guess who the doorbell would be ringing at this time. "Ding Dong ~ Ding Dong ~ Ding Dong" The doorbell rang again very impolitely and anxiously, as if the person who rang the doorbell had a hundred thousand urgent things and had to enter room 802 immediately.

"Could it be that Mu Ruoyan and Shi Fan are back, didn't Shi Fan say that he was going to be discharged from the hospital today? It's like a cigarette in a hurry! My seat was closest to the door, so I got up and went to open it. The moment the hand opened the door, his mind suddenly remembered Ruoyan's call in the afternoon. She said on the phone that Shi Fan's test results today were very bad, and there were some infections in the cracked calf bones, and the doctor asked Shi Fan to continue hospitalization and not be discharged home today. If it weren't for the two of them, who would be knocking on the door? It's a pity that the hand has already grabbed the brain and opened the door one step at a time.