On 11 September 2001, the commission was terminated.

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The video ends with the woman's gloomy face.

I don't feel very well in my heart.

It's not that I can't understand women's thoughts and feelings. Her sister had already been killed by her father, abandoned and hid her body, and after many years, she came back to take revenge. She endured humiliation and torture for so many years, and finally saw the light, but because of her sister's revenge, she became a prisoner in prison. Even if she was diagnosed as mentally abnormal, she would have spent a lot of time in that treatment center. What's more, after experiencing such a terrible thing, her spirit is really out of order.

I don't know if You Jing is still in that treatment hospital, maybe she was discharged and started a new life, maybe not. Even after being discharged from the hospital, she couldn't really have a fresh start.

Modern society, information society, which makes privacy fragile. A person with a "criminal record" like You Jing has to carry the past life in this life.

For real criminals, this is punishment. For a victim like You Jing, this is a disaster.

In contrast, You Fuxing, Ke Xiao, who were killed, and You Jing's sister, who went to be reincarnated, all gained some kind of relief. Even if they are not born with a golden spoon in their next life, they can have a fresh start.

When I thought of this, I was stunned.

According to Aoba's statements, the evildoer You Fuxing may become a part of people like us in the next life, and he may be plagued by an endless stream of supernatural events, and he may be troubled by his own abilities. I wonder if this counts as a follow-up punishment?

I lost my mind for a moment, turned off my computer, sorted out my files, and prepared to rest.

I wanted to take a look at Aoba's file and divert my attention, but I didn't expect the content of the file I got casually was full of depressive content, and it was a female victim.

I washed up and lay down in bed, and I couldn't sleep for a while.

After turning over a few times, my consciousness began to blur.

The clutter of thoughts in my head becomes illogical and fades away.

I heard the laughter of little girls and the footsteps of children "kicking and kicking".

The small leather shoes hit the ground with a soft sound.

"Hurry up, sister! Giggles! ”

The little girl cried out happily.

There is also the sound of footsteps.

"Slow down, don't fall."

The voice of the other girl, as it sounded, was older.

My consciousness was in a trance, and there was a vague feeling that my consciousness was sinking.

It was as if I had been guided in some way, as if I had heard the echo of footsteps, something else......

The surroundings were dark and secluded, as if it were a corridor that stretched out, winding and winding, with no end in sight, but which drew me all the way through.

"Sister!"

The little girl's cry shattered the environment.

That kind of vitality is incompatible with that corridor.

I came to my senses, only to find myself standing in the shadows between the buildings.

In front of me was a running little girl, and my own vision was low.

"I" took a step, walked through the crossroads between buildings, and in an instant, completely left a certain environment.

"I" kept moving, chasing the girl in front of me.

I turned my head.

Behind it is a messy building layout, and in the middle of the high and low buildings, there is an irregular road, giving people an uncomfortable feeling. It's not artistically deliberate or casually messy, it's really messy. In the mess, there are things that make me feel uncomfortable.

My body was pulled, I turned around and saw the same messy path.

Following the force of traction, I walked in this complex layout of the community, and saw the two girls again, one big and one small.

I already know where I am.

I couldn't help but turn my head.

The building blocked my view, but I knew what I wanted to see and where.

Iron Lane ......

That Huangquan Road should be real.

That urban legend-like story should also be true.

I've actually heard this story, to be precise, I've seen it on the Internet, it's those posts like "Top 10 Supernatural Events in China" and "Domestic Horror Incidents".

There are two legends in Minqing City, one is the Luoqu River, and the other is the Huangquan Road. There are many versions of this.

"Tiexiang Old Area" is not in the stories I have seen, one of the versions I have seen, one of them is that the Luoqu River is the Yellow Spring, which is "ushered in" every day; The second of them is a vague road in Minqing City, if you walk on that road at night, you will lose your way, and eventually disappear into the world and enter the underworld.

Originally, I thought it was all nonsense, but now I have confirmed it myself.

The girl's laughter interrupted my train of thought.

I looked at the two sisters and remembered the dream.

I'm possessed by an older sister, and that's You Jing.

You Jing...... He's dead?

I looked at You Jing who was still young with some confusion.

She grabbed her naughty sister, took her hand, and walked forward.

You Jing looks like she's only about ten years old, and her sister is even younger, five or six?

I don't know that these two sisters are due to the instability of their lives, malnutrition and their bodies are thin, and they bear too much too early, so they mature psychologically earlier than physically.

They held hands and entered a building with a smile and a smile.

You Jing untied a bunch of keys from her neck and opened the door.

I followed them into their home.

Two bedrooms and one living room, but the area is very small, and there are a lot of miscellaneous items in the room, just like all old houses.

You Jing's sister sat on the sofa watching TV, while You Jing went to the room and took out her homework book.

Her sister looked at the cartoon and let out a laugh. You Jing was not disturbed like ordinary children.

This tranquility didn't last long.

At the door, the sound of the key opening the door was heard.

The expressions of the two sisters changed.

You Jing's sister quickly turned off the TV and rushed into the room.

You Jing stood up, pulled a notebook from the table and put it next to her, and pulled out the chair next to her.

The two sisters worked together seamlessly.

The younger sister jumped into her chair and pretended to pull a pen from the pen holder and scribble on it. Only then did I realize that it was a used homework book with copied words and phrases on it.

You Jing cautiously walked to the door and looked out.

It took a moment for the man outside the door to open it.

The door that was suddenly knocked open frightened You Jing stepped back. Her sister turned her head, uneasily holding a short crayon in her hand.

The man leaning against the door had red eyes and no focus. He tapped the door and tried a few times before he straightened up.

Enter the house and close the door.

The small room was filled with the smell of alcohol from men.

He shook his head, sniffed, and threw himself on the couch.

You Jing called softly: "Dad? ”

The man rolled over, exhaled heavily, and tugged at his neckline. He looked at You Jing with cloudy eyes.

You Jing stepped back again and said dryly, "I, I'm going to do it last night." ”

She retreated into the house, trying to close the door.

The man got up from the couch and said, "What are you doing?" Yes? You look down on me, huh? You want to avoid me too? I don't care about you! Lao Tzu is rich today, you know that you are rich? ”

He dug into his pockets and threw out a few one- and five-dollar bills.

Leaning back on the sofa, he pointed at You Jing, "You, come here." ”

(End of chapter)