Wang Hao and Chen Yan had to leave after grinding in Panjiayuan until more than eight o'clock, and they didn't see Niu Zhen on the way back to the durian garden, which made Wang Hao breathe a sigh of relief, after all, more things are better than less.

When he came to the door of the Durian Garden Police Office, Wang Hao found that the lights were turned off in the house, and Chen Yan asked on the side, "Your master is not here?" ”

Wang Hao hummed: "It shouldn't be there, I guess I'll go out to play mahjong again." ”

Pushing the door into the house, Wang Hao turned on the light, and the police room was suddenly brightly lit, and he saw a note pressed on the coffee table, sure enough, the master did not come back at night, and asked Wang Hao to be on duty at night and pay attention to patrolling the vicinity of Villa No. 72.

Thinking of the strangeness of the past few days, Wang Hao couldn't help sighing, he had no choice but to find the rubber baton and flashlight hanging on the wall, his security uniform disappeared last night, and he could only wait for tomorrow to borrow a set from the master to wear.

"I'll send you home, you don't have to explain anything to my master, Niu Zhen has done so much, Master won't wronged me." Wang Hao closed the door and said.

"Well, okay, you should be more careful in the future, people like Niu Zhen are the easiest to hold grudges." Chen Yan said nervously.

"Don't worry, Niu Zhen is not on duty in the durian orchard, so I won't go to his side when I go out in the future." Wang Hao said with a smile.

"So you're not stupid." Chen Yan tilted her head and looked at Wang Hao, "If you feel that you can't handle it, I'll go to my brother, Niu Zhen is most afraid of my brother." ”

Wang Hao hurriedly waved his hand and said no.

After sending her to Villa No. 36, there was no one in the villa, Chen Yan didn't go out with the key, so she had to wait at the door with a depressed face: "Wang Hao, you accompany me here and wait, I will be scared alone." Why don't I go on patrol with you? ”

Wang Hao looked at the dark light and blind Villa No. 36, thinking of the weird No. 72 Villa, thinking that it was better not to let this girl wade into troubled waters, and he couldn't bear to leave her alone to patrol, so he had to wave his hand in a little panic, and he agreed.

Chen Yan giggled, her smile was very infectious, and Wang Hao, who was originally a little depressed because of the patrol, finally grinned.

The Durian Garden community, shrouded in darkness, presents a textured tranquility, with few people on the road, two people chatting about some boring gossip, and time passes slowly.

"What's your license plate number?" Wang Hao looked at a slowly driving car in the distance.

“AE001。” Chen Yan's face was red from the cold, and the wind of the autumn night pierced people's lungs, she stomped her feet from time to time, put her hand to her mouth and sighed.

In the night, the sedan gradually approached Villa 36, and the number on the license plate began to become clear, it was not AE001.

"It's not mine." A smile appeared on Chen Yan's face.

Wang Hao didn't make a sound, watching the car in front of him slowly drive away.

Both of them fell silent again, and they felt like strangers to each other. The shadows they reflected on the road were lengthened and shortened by the cars that passed by, and gradually, one shadow cautiously approached the other.

Wang Hao felt Chen Yan's shoulders close to him, and his body trembled slightly.

What she's doing.

She smells so good.

She's about 1.68 meters.

Wang Hao stiffened his body and didn't dare to move, and only after a long time did he blush and ask, "Are you cold?" ”

Chen Yan nodded.

Wang Hao looked at Chen Yan's thin shoulders, and suddenly had an urge to hug her tightly.

Finally, a black Bentley sedan drove up as if it had fallen from the sky.

Wang Hao blurted out: "It's AE001." ”

Then I regretted it.

Chen Yan glanced at Wang Hao, her expression was quite helpless, and then she waved her hand and said goodbye to him silently.

Wang Hao avoided suspicion and avoided it, watching Chen Yan being spoiled by her parents and carrying into the villa, and then the lights in the room on the second floor were lit up, and then he was willing to leave.

He felt that there was always a pair of eyes watching him in the villa behind him, until he completely disappeared into the night.

When he looked up again, Wang Hao found that he had arrived near Villa No. 72, unaware.

Standing in the night, the square building looks silent and dangerous.

Wang Hao involuntarily tensed, breathing carefully, along the empty road, the sand on the soles of his feet creaked, and it was very clear in the silence. He paused from time to time to listen to the movements around him, then let out a sigh of relief and continued walking along Villa 72.

Inside the villa is darkness, and at the end of the darkness it seems to hide a huge secret.

Wang Hao suddenly wanted to reveal the mystery, although the secret might have something to do with that thing, however, he approached it step by step almost demonically.

Is it curiosity, or something else? Wang Hao didn't have an answer in his heart, the only thing he was sure of was that he once again approached Villa 72 like a ghost.

He seemed to desire something and fear what to see. Wang Hao's heartbeat began to accelerate, and his breathing became rapid.

Outside the iron gate, the grass was overgrown, and Xiaolou stood there alone, and there was no female ghost looking at him sadly at the door.

Before I knew it, a mist rose on the road.

Wang Hao felt his head groggy, looking at the huge shadow behind the mist, watching the red iron door creaked in the night wind.

The railing of the fence is crawled with all kinds of vines, most of which have withered, only the fragile rhizomes are still stubbornly grasping on it, and the periphery of Villa No. 72 is scattered with thick dead leaves, and with Wang Hao's footsteps, the leaves are blown into the air by the breeze of the soles of his shoes, dancing like a ghost.

There was a creaking sound on the ground of dead leaves, Wang Hao had the courage to gently push the red iron door, and with a squeak, the iron door seemed to be blown by a strong wind, and it opened inward with a bang and fell on the threshold, squeaking back and forth several times before calming down.

Wang Hao was taken aback.

The moment the red iron door slammed open, he felt his hair being blown high, and a cold and piercing cool breeze blew out of the villa, rolling up his clothes, and the fallen leaves rolled all over the place.

Wang Hao stroked his chest slightly, cheered himself up, and said: "It's not the first time I've come back, what's there to be afraid of, I still don't believe that there is really that ugly thing in this world." ”

After speaking, he raised his feet and walked into the villa, and the goosebumps on his arms suddenly stood up involuntarily, as if walking into an ice cellar, the temperature around him dropped instantly, and the cold wind poured directly into his head, as if there was ice ballast falling.

"Shhh

Wang Hao rubbed his hands and walked around the villa, the pavilion and water pavilion in the villa were complete, but a layer of ash was stuck on the stone bench of the pavilion, and weeds had grown in the pool, as if it had been separated from people for several lifetimes in just a few days, and a desolate atmosphere spread everywhere.

Wang Hao came to a well, this is the community for the villa to be beautiful specially built false well, the wellhead is built very round, the top is crooked and oblique do not know what totem of birds, beasts, insects and fish is engraved, the wellhead is pressed a big stone, he pushed it with his hand, and estimated that this boulder has to weigh hundreds of catties.

"How can a good well be sealed?"

He was a little suspicious, held his chin and looked up at the full moon in the night sky, remembering that today was the fifteenth, and the red halo was just projected on the boulder at the mouth of the well, forming an arc, impartial, and in the middle.

At this time, Wang Hao heard the sound of a cat meowing from the villa, and immediately stood up and walked over there.

"Where did the cat come from?" He muttered to himself.

"Meow...... Meow ......"

The door of the villa was tightly closed, Wang Hao twisted the doorknob twice, and it was not opened as easily as yesterday, accompanied by a sound of metal rubbing of sour teeth, the rusty doorknob after the rain was finally unscrewed, and the tip of his nose smelled a heavy rancid smell.

The cat's meow stopped abruptly when the door opened, Wang Hao walked in cautiously, the night wind blew, and the rusty door was immediately rattled shut, and there was a loud bang, echoing in the dead silence of the villa.