Seeing this, the Dead Apostle subconsciously wanted to run, so I grabbed him and said to the child in front of me, "I'm not here to steal, I'm here to help you with your mother's ......."

I was a little surprised to say this, but in my subconscious, I knew that this child must be the child in the photo, and the previous layer must have met his mother. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After hearing this, the child was a little skeptical, he lowered his head and muttered: "Mom seems to have said that she would go find someone to help, but how do I know if you lied to me......"

After hearing this, I quickly took out the photo, brought it to him and said, "Look, this is what your mother gave me." ”

The child snatched the photo from my hand and looked down at the photo without saying a word, as if remembering something......

I glanced at the Dead Apostle next to me, his face full of surprise, and his mouth half-open as if he wanted to ask me something, but because of the child's presence, he seemed to be unable to speak.

"Well, Uncle didn't lie to you, did he?" I turned my head tentatively.

"That'...... What about my mom? The child said, looking up at me, and by this time two lines of bloody tears had flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his words were accompanied by a slight sob.

I thought to myself, "I'm not going to tell him that I killed your mother, and if I did, he'd jump up and tear me to shreds." ”

Thinking about it, he smiled and said, "Your mother has something to do somewhere else, and she asked me to tell you that as long as you give me these important things, I can help you, and then you can be reunited." I shook the paper I had just gotten in front of his eyes.

"All right......" said the child, handing me the piece of paper in his hand. I tried to reach out to take it, but he slammed his hand back and confirmed with me again, "You really didn't lie to me?!" ”

I nodded sincerely and said, "I swear to God, I really am here to help you!" ”

Seeing that I swore so seriously, the child handed me the piece of paper.

On the paper, it was written in a childish pen: The weather is very good today, and my mother put my father down from the iron shelf, and I want my father to bask in the sun, but my father will not move because he has been on the shelf for too long. Mom's painting with a red pen on Dad's body also turned black, and Mom said that Dad had become like this because he hadn't been in the sun for too long, and hoped that Dad would soon become back to his previous dad after basking in the sun.

The sentence reads a little strangely, as if trying to express something, and then I look at the piece of paper pressed under the cup: the weather is bad today, Dad and Mom are fighting again, and Dad drinks a lot of drinks that adults drink. Dad hit Mom and locked Mom in a room with an uncle he didn't know. Mom seemed very unhappy when she came out, but the uncle I didn't know gave my dad a lot of money, and I was able to drink juice again, so I was so happy.

After reading the contents of the two sheets, I vaguely felt something in my heart, and I knew that this was the clue needed.

"Kid, did you write all this?" I asked the kid in front of me.

He nodded effortfully and said, "Well, I wrote it, but my father didn't let me write it, it turned out that I wrote a lot, and my father tore it up, and he said that I didn't write well......"

I hurriedly touched his head and comforted him, "Actually, you write very well, it's just ......"

Seeing that he was recognized, the child looked at me hopefully and said, "Really?!" ”

I replied, "Well, really, but is there anything else besides that?" ”

"Well, there's another one, I'm hiding, and it won't be good if my dad finds it...... Come, I'll take you there~" The child said and turned and walked out the door.

For some reason, I looked at the child's excited expression and felt no joy in him, more of a deep loneliness and sadness.

"See what's going on?" Dead Apostle asked.

"Well, now that things are getting clearer, we can already know what this grievance is all about. But let's go and see what's written on the remaining piece of paper. ”

With that, Li Zhisheng and I followed the child to the intersection where there was a rancid smell.

"It's in the inner room, and I asked the kitten to hide it for me......" the child said, pointing to the end of the hallway.

"What, aren't you going in?" I asked.

The child shook his head and said, "The kitten refuses to bathe, it stinks, I don't want to play with it anymore, but he is still willing to help me." ”

I wondered in my heart, "Isn't there a fraud in this?" ”

"You see, my uncle doesn't know the kitten, so what if the kitten won't give it to my uncle, or you might as well go with your uncle. I can't help you if I can't get anything, right? ”

When the child heard me say this, he had no choice but to agree.

He led us all the way to a door at the end of the hallway, and before we could open it, we felt the rancid smell grow stronger.

The child put his hand on the doorknob, turned it slightly, and the door opened with a "click".

It was still an all-white room, except that in the center of the room lay a large animal carcass, two or three times larger than an adult, covered in brown hair.

It lay quietly on the ground, its belly slit, its blackened entrails running all over the ground.

"Is this the kitten you are talking about?"

The child nodded: "The kitten asked me to hide something in its belly, right there" Looking in the direction ......of his finger, he could vaguely see a white thing in the stomach of the corpse.

I looked at the guts that flowed out and swallowed. Although I am reluctant, but in order to be able to get out, what can I do?

I tiptoed forward, rolled up my sleeves and put my hand inside, making a disgusting sound when my hand touched my internal organs. I was worried that the corpse would come back to life and bite back, so I tried to speed up my search.

Who knows, the more anxious I was, the more I couldn't touch the piece of paper with my hand, and said to myself: "I saw it near here just now, why can't I catch it!" ”

At that moment, I suddenly felt the piece of paper in my hand, and I grabbed it and pulled it out.

When I took it out, I saw that the paper was already stained with foul-smelling slime from the agitation just now, and it was dripping down the paper.

Seeing that the things had been taken out, I hurriedly retreated to the door and said, "Is this it?" The child nodded yes.

I gently shook off the slime on the paper, forced myself to look at the choking smell, and vaguely saw the paper written: The weather is very good today, and my father promised me to go to the park to play, but as soon as I went out, I ran into a few bad uncles, who took all my things away, and grabbed me and told my father that if I didn't pay back, he would kill me. I saw that my father was very sad and told him that I was not afraid and wanted to make him happy, but my father was still not happy, and the park was not completed. Later, I wanted to play with the kitten, but the kitten ignored me, and I was very upset.

"I see, I see." I half-crouched down and asked the child, "Thank you, little friend, now can you tell me where your father is?" ”

The child smiled when I thanked him, and it seemed as if no one had ever said thank you to him. But when he heard that I was looking for his father, his face turned gloomy again, and he whispered, "I know where he is, but why are you looking for him?" ”

I replied, "Look, now that my uncle knows what your family's problems are, I'm going to talk to your father, and then we can reconcile your family." ”

"Hmmm! Okay, I'll take you to him now, come with me......" said the child, and he jumped out of the house.

I followed closely behind the Dead Apostle, "Now that the clues are all found, can you tell me what's going on?" The Dead Apostle asked in a low voice.

I looked at the kid walking in front of me, and he didn't seem to notice the Dead Apostle's words at all, so he replied, "That's right, you mentioned the word emotion before, which reminds me of what happened to these three floors, and if you remove the basement of the parking lot, then the situation we encountered on the next three floors should refer to the different emotions and states of mind generated by the creator of the resentment in different situations." ”

I pondered for a moment and continued, "As for the whole thing, it is actually very clear in this child's diary......" I said, I handed the three pieces of paper in my hand to the Dead Apostle, "The order of the whole thing should be this, this child's father was in debt for some reason, and was forced to let his wife use his body to earn money to pay off the debt, and finally the wife could not stand her husband's atrocity and tortured him to death. ”

The wife thought that killing him would be a hundred, but she didn't expect that her husband's death had inadvertently created a grievance, and because of the accumulation of resentment for many years, this grievance would have such power. After her husband's death, she wanted to kill her children and then commit suicide, but she never thought that she would be dragged into the resentment created by her husband after committing suicide. This last point is not mentioned in the diary, but you see......"

As I spoke, I pointed to the child who was walking in front of me, and there was a noticeable depression in the back of his head, which was obviously caused by blunt blows. "The second half is my personal conjecture, and there is no way to verify whether it is or is not......"

Before I could finish speaking, the Dead Apostle waved his hand and interrupted me: "No, it doesn't make sense here, you see that the diary mentions that they used to have a home, but this Moutai Mansion is rumored to be uninhabited at all, why does the grievance appear here?" And this grievance seems to have some connection with this building, the most obvious is the elevator. ”

"Well, you have a point......" I was lost in thought.

Suddenly, the child leading the way in front of him sighed, and he said, "No, there used to be a road here, why is there no now?" ”

When I heard this, I looked up and saw that at the end of the road was a wall that sealed the intersection and a few torches fell to the ground by the wall.