"Wake up?" The woman's voice came, with a hint of incredulity.

Xiao He opened his slightly confused eyes and looked at his surroundings. Overhead was a dazzling white incandescent lamp, and he was lying on the bed, bound up and down. The straps were tightened, and he could see that there were deep red marks on his exposed neck.

"Who are you?" He didn't know the woman.

His head made a muffled noise as if it was about to explode, and he remembered how he felt after secretly drinking and hangover, and it was only one thousandth of the pain. I remembered Jian Zhu in my mind, remembered the torn corpse on the ground, remembered that someone whispered to him when he was unconscious, in short, it was chaotic and ruthless.

"You wait." The woman put down the book in her hand and stood up, as if she was going to snatch the door and go out to tell someone.

"Where am I?" This place is very white, like in a hospital, but his nose has always been very smart, and there is no smell of disinfectant water.

"You-" she glanced at him again, "let's lie down." ”

"What about me?" He didn't understand, the woman looked at him very wary, like he was a dangerous person.

There was a "squeak", and before the woman could walk out, the door opened. This time, Xiao He, the person who walked in, knew.

"Aunt Ting?" He looked at her in confusion.

Because she was wearing bandages around her arms, she was in a wheelchair with a cast on her legs, which was pushed in by the teenager behind her.

Xiao He knew Ge Ting, also because of Yan Geng. Since he entered the so-called seven places, except for Nanzhi, he has only had an impression of her. In the past, when his grandmother was alive, he had also seen a Ge Ting visit at the house, and she was very close to Uncle Geng.

"It's me." Ge Ting nodded and motioned to the young man behind to close the door.

"Do you remember what happened?"

"I don't remember." The memory was very vague, he only remembered the intermittent figures, and nothing else, he couldn't see anything clearly. Even, how he got here, he has no memory at all.

"Yan He, pour him a glass of water, add some salt, he should be thirsty after burning for so long."

"Burn?" He didn't understand why the fever tied him up.

"Well, you have a fever." The young man behind Ge Ting said, "So, you don't remember anything." ”

"Really?" Xiao He expressed deep doubts about this, but looking at the unified voice of the three of them, although he felt strange, he couldn't ask anything.

"Then why should I?" Why tie yourself?

"Do you know about split personalities?" The young man said, "You are."

When you have a fever, your second personality awakens, and you are a very violent person. Aunt Ting, who was injured because of this. We are afraid that you will do such a thing again, and we can only take such measures against you to be on the safe side.

Xiao He, please forgive me. ”

"But you ......," he narrowed his eyes in a headache, "I don't know." ”

"I'm sorry I forgot to introduce myself." The young man said, "My name is Song Zifan. You may not have seen me when you were in the Seventh, but I still have some impression of you.

In the past, when the boss was still there, we were not allowed to appear in front of you, and out of curiosity, Yan He and I secretly investigated you. Although I haven't found any useful information, I still have to say sorry to you. ”

"Are you my Uncle Geng's man?"

"Yes." Song Zifan nodded.

"Where's my Uncle Geng? Where is he? ”

"Yan Geng, he disappeared a month ago, and people everywhere are looking for him." Ge Ting looked at his face without seeing joy or anger, but she didn't question him what he meant, just talked about it like a small talk.

"Do you know where he is?" It's just that she changed her words at this sentence, and the dangerous meaning made Xiao He feel that something must be wrong.

His eyes wandered around, and from the moment the three men appeared in front of him, he sensed that something was wrong. The three of them seemed to be hiding something in a premeditated manner, and although their words were sincere, they could feel their treading on thin ice and trembling. Obviously, they were afraid of something, and they were coming for themselves.

Yourself, are you being monitored?

"I don't know."

Ge Ting was silent for a while, and suddenly said. "I told you to explore the way first, did you see anything there?"

The doubts in Xiao He's heart were also solved in an instant at this moment, and sure enough, there were other eyes hidden in this house.

"I ......"

"Did you see a woman in black, and you went after her, and then she fell unconscious?" Song Zifan rushed to say, "Do you remember what she looks like?" ”

"No, I don't remember much."

"Don't you remember?"

"I don't remember."

"What about the moon in the sky?"

"I don't know." He saw that Yan He's fingers holding the cup were trembling slightly, and he added, "When I went, it was still dark, and there should be no moon." ”

"Think about it again." This time it was Ge Ting who asked, "Is the woman in black very similar to this person?" ”

As she spoke, she pulled out a photograph from her bosom.

The person in the photo, dressed in a hospital gown, is half-lying on the hospital bed, his face is pale, and there is a subtle black line on his neck that cannot be ignored. She was holding a small round mirror in her hand, and there was a scab on the back of her hand from an old wound that had healed from a new one. Staring out the window, something seemed to be attracting her attention.

"I see, I've seen her." The woman in the photo is indeed very similar to Jian Zhu, but if you look closely, you will find that something is missing. There is no form, but there is no charm, like a dead person who has been sucked out of his soul and only has a shell.

"That's it." Ge Ting let out a long sigh, "She's back, it's been seven or eight years." ”

"Who?"

"Now you should call her Gu Anya." Ge Ting said worriedly, "I don't know if it's friend or foe this time." Anyway, the next thing to do is to find her first.

Your Uncle Geng has disappeared, as if he has evaporated from the world, and no one knows where he has gone. Back then, she disappeared without a trace without saying a word. Now it's back all of a sudden, and I think there must be a connection between the two.

If you find her, you may not be far from finding your Uncle Geng.

Even, there are some things that she can do better than your Uncle Geng. ”

"Who is Gu Anya?" The name is somewhat familiar.

He felt as if he had heard someone whispering the name in some open place, but he didn't know who it was or where it was.

"The daughter of the previous mayor has been missing for nearly eight years. Two years later, her brother received an anonymous letter from whom he came to me overnight, and I asked him to follow me without worry, and then he disappeared into front of my eyes. In the past eight years, no one knows the life and death of their siblings. ”

"What does Aunt Ting mean?"

"The Qu family has a lot of secrets that they don't know about, and since Grandpa Ya'er's death, that secret may only be touched by her.

Similarly, there is a secret, and the Yan family represented by your Uncle Geng.

Unlike me, they were able to enter the seven places and become its most central force, and some of them were brought by those secrets.

Do you know the secrets of the Yan family? ”

Xiao He was silent, and only after the silence did he say, "I don't know." ”

What secrets the Yan family has, he really doesn't know.

Although he is a member of the Yan family, his real name is Qu, he asked his grandmother, and his grandmother's answer was always ambiguous.

"Rest well, I'll come back to see you tomorrow." Ge Ting had no doubts about his words, and as soon as he finished speaking, she couldn't wait to signal Song Zifan to turn the direction of the wheelchair.

"Yan He, I'll untie him later! He's fine. ”

"But ......" Yan He muttered quietly, Song Zifan didn't know whether she glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally, and she was silent.