The child wandered aimlessly, and the woman in red followed slowly with a stroller, she didn't seem surprised to meet me in the street at midnight, nor did she feel afraid, and she didn't look at me from the time she appeared until she passed me.

I found that the woman in red always kept this distance from the child, as if she didn't want to disturb him, when I picked up the glass beads and stood up, they were already far away from me, I quickly followed, it seemed that the woman in red should be the child's mother, no matter how unusual it was to take the child out to play at midnight, but it was enough to prove that the information in the file was not groundless.

If the mother and son happened to pass by on the night of Zhang Songlin's death, maybe they could see something, and I followed a few steps before I heard the laughter of children, which sounded in the dead street, and the laughter came from the stroller pushed by the woman in red.

Is there another child?

When I was amazed, I saw a woman take out a puppet from the stroller, and the laughter came from the puppet, and I never felt that a child's laughter could be so creepy, and appearing at this time, in this place, always gave me an indescribable feeling.

In the midst of the puppet's laughter, I saw the child playing in front of me stop, and when the woman in red approached, she turned off the puppet's laughter, and then the child would play on his own again.

This action was repeated by the woman in red every once in a while, and slowly I finally understood what she meant, once the child was far away, she relied on the laughter of the puppet to inform the child to wait for her, and I followed the woman in red without saying a word, always keeping a distance, she ignored me from the beginning, probably not wanting to be disturbed.

The ringing at 3 a.m. and the laughter of children mentioned in the file of Zhang Songlin's case should have been caused by the mother and son in front of me.

After more than an hour, I lost the mother and son under a dilapidated residential building, which was very empty and there were no other buildings, so I judged that the mother and son should have entered the residential building.

The residential building looks very old, the mottled façade is overgrown with weeds, and the windows are broken in many places, so it seems that there are very few people living here.

But the residential building is not small, I don't know where the mother and son have gone, I stood downstairs a little anxiously and looked at it for a long time, planning to try my luck from the stairs, this is an old-fashioned residential building, there is no elevator, the stairs are very narrow, the passage lighting may be because no one manages it, most of it is damaged, I cautiously groped my way forward in the dark.

Approaching the third floor, I faintly heard a melodious sound in the dark, like a woman's singing, and then carefully listened to the clear and delicate aftersound, the more I walked forward, the clearer the sound became, and when I reached the fourth floor, I could already vaguely hear the singing of Peking Opera, and I could hear a few sentences intermittently.

The alliance of mountains and coastal defense changes,

Bo Ming Hongyan only complains about the sky.

……

Who will sing Peking Opera in this dilapidated residential building in the middle of the night, I was secretly curious, none of the things encountered tonight were normal, and I was puzzled to walk up to the corner of the fifth floor, and when I looked up, I saw the woman in red who I had been following was standing at the corner of the stairs, staring at me from top to bottom without saying a word.

The Peking Opera that was sung in a subtle way just now also came to an abrupt end, in the dim light, the woman in red lowered her hands, her pale face without the slightest blood, and a pair of cold eyes on her expressionless face covered by her long hair, I was stunned in place, and I was really startled by the sudden appearance of her.

It took a long time to calm down, I stood at the bottom of the stairs and looked at her, presumably the person singing Peking Opera should be this woman, there was a dim light on the terrace on the fifth floor, this floor was slightly brighter, my eyes fell on the child next to the woman, he was squatting alone at the corner of the stairs, in front of him were a few plastic bowls, the child played without saying a word.

"Why do you keep following us?" The woman's voice was ethereal, soft, but cold.

I took out my ID and walked slowly upward, very slowly, as if I was afraid of alarming the mother and son, who did not like to be disturbed, until I stood on the steps below the woman in red, and the light illuminated the ID in my hand.

"I'm investigating the case and want to ask you something." I looked at the silent child next to me and said to the woman in red very calmly.

The woman in red didn't seem to be afraid of me, she didn't even look at my papers, and after knowing what I was coming from, her attention was more focused on the child.

"It's cold at night, why do you take your children out to play so late?" I put away my papers and asked with some curiosity.

"This kid sleepwalks and wakes up every night to go out on his own, and I don't dare to disturb him, so I'll stay behind him." The woman's voice was small.

I suddenly realized, no wonder I saw that the child's eyes were blank, this woman's face was pale, it should be caused by staying up late for a long time, so it was also bitter for this woman.

"I don't know your name ...... yet"

"Mu Hanzhi." The woman in red never took her eyes off the child when she spoke, and it could be seen that she had poured a lot of affection into the child.

"Since this kid is sleepwalking, haven't you taken him to treatment?" I asked with concern.

"After treatment, it didn't work, he would wake up when the time came, and then go out to play with friends, the neighbors in the neighborhood were not willing to let the child play with him, only I accompanied him at night." Mu Hanzhi replied lightly.

I turned my head to look at the child, and suddenly remembered something when I was a child, I was like him, I was ostracized since I was a child, maybe I can understand his feelings, sigh are poor people.

"You just said that you would follow him every night when he sleepwalked, so do you remember that on the night of May 11 this year, did you pass by Daoyuan Hall?" I looked at Mu Hanzhi and asked seriously.

"I've been there, this kid takes the same route every night, and he will pass by Daoyuan Hall." Mu Hanzhi replied in the affirmative.

"Since the time when this child wakes up and the route back and forth every day is fixed, that means that every time you pass by the Daoyuan Hall, it is about 3 o'clock in the morning." I continued to ask with some eagerness. "Please think about it, did you see or hear anything special in Daoyuan Hall that night?"

"This child has been sleepwalking for a while, maybe because of the illness, no child wants to play with him, and slowly he will wake up on time every night, and then talk to himself about going out to wait for friends." Mu Hanzhi's answer made the normally normal atmosphere slowly become a little weird.

"Waiting for friends? What are you waiting for your friends? I asked curiously.

"Bring it back and play with him." Mu Hanzhi said this, his eyes returned to the child.

He ...... Where did he bring his friends back? I asked with a frown.

"Dao Yuan Hall."

Hearing this, I took a deep breath and looked at Mu Hanzhi silently, and she said very calmly.

"And then bring it here, and he'll play until dawn."

The place Mu Hanzhi pointed to me was where the child was squatting now, and I saw five plastic bowls in front of him.

"Originally, there were seven bowls here." Mu Hanzhi said lightly.

"Seven?" I looked at her quizzically, and asked eagerly.

"You asked me about the 11th of May, and I remember it very well, because it was on that day that the seven bowls here became five." Mu Hanzhi looked at me when he said this, and his eyes always made me feel a kind of coldness that was beyond words. "This kid has been squatting here talking to himself since he came back that day."

"What did he say?" I asked anxiously.

"Dongdong and Ming Ming are gone, and only the five of you are left." Mu Hanzhi replied.

"Who is Dongdong and Mingming?" I asked, a little surprised.

"What this kid imagined should be that there is no one to play with him, and after a long time, he will fantasize about being a person." Mu Hanzhi explained with a somewhat gloomy expression. When he came back that day, the boy threw away two of the bowls, leaving only the five.

I looked at Mu Hanzhi in silence for a long time, then slowly moved my gaze to the child, and finally fixed on the five empty bowls in front of him, at that moment I couldn't help but think of the seven bottles of corpse oil dug up in the flower platform in the backyard of Daoyuan Hall, two of which were empty, and the rest were just five.

There were originally seven bowls here, but two were thrown away after the night of May 11, leaving five left.

I recalled Mu Hanzhi's words just now in my heart, and couldn't help but compare these numbers together, slowly looking at the child around the corner and the empty bowl in front of him, there was an inexplicable horror, and I regretted why I didn't bring Han Yu with me. Baidu sister-in-law|--Soul Exploration Record

"Is there anything else you have found besides these?" I try not to think too much about myself.

"The other ......," Mu Hanzhi said to me calmly after thinking about it. One more thing I remember. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Because children can't be frightened when they sleepwalk, I remember very well that when I passed by the Daoyuan Hall that night, I heard the stone lions on both sides of the door of the Daoyuan Hall roaring in a low voice, and when I approached, the sound disappeared again." Mu Hanzhi said to me very calmly, looking very calm. Then I saw ...... The two eyes of the knocker of the door of the Doen Hall were glowing, but they disappeared when I passed. ”

I took a deep breath and looked at Mu Hanzhi blankly for a long time without speaking, I am a forensic doctor who has no interrogation skills, I believe that Yun Duruo may ask in more detail if he is here, but what Mu Hanzhi said is mentioned by many people in the file of Zhang Songlin's case.

I always thought that these were not to be believed, but Mu Hanzhi is not like a good person who tells right and wrong, a woman whose heart is all tied to her child, will not care about hearsay and nonsense, it is obvious that what Mu Hanzhi told me is what she saw with her own eyes.

I rubbed my cheeks gently, thinking that I could get some clues from this mother and son, but after talking to Mu Hanzhi, I found that I was getting more and more confused, it was originally a bizarre suicide case, and now the things involved are becoming more and more bizarre and elusive