The photo was sent through il, Panzi didn't know anything about it, I taught him for a long time, and when I received it, it had been an hour since I called him.

It was really a very old photo, yellowed and with faded marks on it. Even so, I was able to see what was in the picture and understood why Panzi wasn't sure and what "ghost" meant.

The old photograph was supposed to have been taken in an old house, with a screen in the background, and the photo was so white that the details could not be seen clearly, but a figure could be seen standing straight behind the screen.

The light came through from behind the screen, and the figure was quite clear, and what made people creepy was the posture of the person. Ordinary people always have a shift in the center of gravity when they stand, but this figure is almost standing upright, and the whole person's shoulders are collapsed, which is not normal at first glance. I felt that this man was hanging in the air.

A dead man hanging from behind a screen?

I felt a little uncomfortable, but I couldn't think of any way to get this picture intriguing. Will you look for him when you see this picture? I don't seem to feel that way.

Looking further down, the floor is wood, and the left edge of the photo is a deep view, which is the corridor behind the screen, half of which is obscured by the screen, and half of it can be seen, and the place has been wrinkled, and it is not clear to see it roughly, but if I look closely, I can see that there are several doors on one side of the corridor.

At once I felt that this scene was a little familiar, this old and stale feeling, coupled with such a room arrangement, must have seen it somewhere, and it was quite impressive.

I dragged the mouse, and there was a scan of the back of the photo in the il, on which was written Brother Chu's handwriting, which was obviously written to me. Above: 194 years, Golmud People's Liberation Army Sanatorium.

I gasped and realized, ah. This is a picture taken in the abandoned sanatorium in Golmud, and I suddenly remembered the situation in my head. I don't know how many floors it is.

That sanatorium was the hiding place that Wen Jin and the others chose to hide from the third uncle's pursuit. Wen Jin and his party have a mysterious background, and according to the third uncle, they don't know what research they are doing. In this abandoned nursing home, they filmed a large number of videos and monitored their every move. There's even a person who looks like me inside. It's a complete mess in this regard.

How could Brother Chu have a photo of that place, could he also be involved?

No, I thought about it, he has a very good relationship with the third uncle, could it be that the third uncle has something in his place? Or what did he do...... So he knows something inside.

It's very likely, and if he really knows what's going on in that nursing home, it's a surprise to me. But then again. What is this photo about?

For ordinary people, taking pictures must have a subjective purpose, either to take a commemorative photo, or to preserve information, and it is impossible to take a photo meaninglessly. At that time, in that nursing home, it was clear that there was some kind of opportunity for someone to take this picture.

It is unlikely that I will take a commemorative photo, the screen is very ordinary. The humble hallway was on the edge of the photograph, and it was certainly not taken for the sake of taking it. Then, what this person wants to shoot must be the shadow behind this screen.

It's a pretty weird thing, and on the one hand this shadow is creepy. On the other hand. This way of taking pictures really makes people feel. This may be taking a "ghost" picture, because it looks a bit like a ghost photo on the Internet. But I know it in my heart. This can't be a ghost, there must be something behind this screen, and the person who took the picture, for some reason, took this picture through the screen, but we were not on the spot, and only saw one result, so I felt incredible.

There were so many things hidden in that sanatorium, they took pictures of their every move, and now there are pictures like this, what the hell are they doing in there?

After thinking about it, there was no way to worry about it so much, and it seemed that it was indeed necessary to meet this person, so I called Panzi and explained my thoughts. Pan Zi thought about it and agreed, saying that he would arrange it and inform me when the arrangement was complete.

To put it simply, soon, I met Brother Chu in Pingtang Prison, and the process went more smoothly than I thought. Panzi took me in, this is my first time in prison, all the way to the cold sweat, through a few iron gates, I saw him in the lounge.

This guy has obviously lost a lot of weight, his bald head is not bright, he looks several years older, he is frowning and shivering, I handed him a cigarette, and he took a few puffs before he relaxed a little. Thinking about the appearance of his oily face when I first saw him, I couldn't help but sigh, I became rich and poor in this industry, and I had to accept my fate if I lived like this.

The meeting was cramped for a while, and I didn't know what to say to him, but he asked me first: "What's the situation with your third uncle?" "My voice was a lot hoarse.

I hastily talked about the situation in Changsha, and said that the third uncle had no news, and there was no one on the scene, so I didn't know where I had gone.

"Retribution, walking this line is this retribution." He took a hard puff of his cigarette, seemed a little distracted, thought about it, looked up at me, and asked, "Are you asking about dumb Zhang?" ”

"Dumb Zhang?" I was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, I reacted. You mean that little brother? You call him dumb Zhang? ”

That's what the people of the Tao call him." He had finished his cigarette by this time, and it was very fast, and I saw that his hands were shaking again, and I hurriedly handed him my cigarette and lighter. He immediately took it out and lit another one. "Because he doesn't like to talk, why are you asking about him?"

I said in my heart that this is about your, and I didn't know how to answer it all of a sudden, so Pan Zi said on the side: "Why the hell are you asking so much?" ”

Brother Chu took a few puffs and glanced at Pan Zi, but he was also fearless: "Lao Tzu is like this, what can I do if I ask?" ”

Pan Zi was so angry when he saw him, he snorted, he wanted to say cruel things, I stopped him, Brother Chu is now the most depressed time, it is useless to say cruel words, the so-called nothing can be lost, what can you do if you scold him a few times. I said, "Brother Chu, you have been mixed up much longer than me in the rivers and lakes, and I know that there are some things that I really can't say." ”

"Yo ho, the little third master is also playing with me, okay." He nodded at me and said a little sourly.

I didn't eat his set, just looked at him, he trembled and laughed for a while, and found that I didn't react, and it was a little boring, and suddenly said to Pan Zi: "Pan Ye, did you pay my father?" ”

Pan Zi took out something, it was a receipt, probably Pan Zi took ten yuan to pay for me, and threw it in front of Brother Chu, Brother Chu took it and looked at it, and said, "Sure enough, it's the third master's person, it's refreshing enough." ”

"We've paid the money, and you've seen the people, now can you say it?" Pan Zi said stupidly.

Brother Chu nodded, and said to him: "Then please Pan Ye, you avoid it, this is a matter between me and your little third master." ”

Pan Zi frowned and was a little angry, I hurriedly gave him a look, meaning just follow him, what can you do. Pan Zi was so angry that he scolded secretly and got up and went out.

Brother Chu watched him leave, and only then did he turn his head to look at me when the door closed. I noticed that his face had changed. He took a puff of cigarette and said to me, "Little Third Master, you can't continue to investigate." ”

I looked at Brother Chu in surprise, I didn't expect him to say that.

"Why?" I blurted out.

He sighed: "Look at me, my fate, your third uncle's fate, the fate of dumb Zhang, the fate of everyone, you have seen it." He stood up, "It's amazing since then, it's not for people like us to touch." ”

I sat up a little straighter, remembered the picture, and asked him, "What do you know?" ”