Phone? Actually, it's not a big phone call, it's just a date call from a woman.

There is nothing wrong with Lao Zhou, but he is a little romantic, and he often says that there are two things that he will never push, the first is that our brothers are looking for him. The second is that the girl who is still pleasing to the eye is looking for him to date.

And a man who looks good, has a good career, and can even be said to have a bright future is a little more popular, and it is normal for this kind of phone to be a little more.

"So, there you go." I glanced lazily outside the store, and the sun was probably obscured by the clouds, and the sky was a little overcast.

"You're not going?" Lao Zhou asked me rhetorically, obviously dissatisfied with my attitude, probably saying that I had some meaning of laughing at fifty steps and a hundred steps.

"The point?" I fiddled with the lighter in my hand, and the crisp sound of opening the lid echoed in the store, and I adjusted the steel sheet in the lid slightly, and it seemed to work well to make such a sound, and I was satisfied.

"The point was that the date was pleasant, and it was 11 o'clock when I came back. You know me, do you know what I'm going to do? Lao Zhou wiped his face, obviously helpless to himself.

Before, I said that Lao Zhou is a person with clean obsessive-compulsive disorder, plus he is still paranoid in some aspects, which dooms his character, and in other aspects, it is also a little weird, simply put, what he decided to complete today, if he can't finish it today, he will not sleep well all night, if it is not finished the next day, he will continue to have a red eye that stays up late the next day.

At this point, it's really not very likable, or rather, it's likable, because relatively speaking, I'm just a casual person.

According to what I know about Lao Zhou, the details of what he will do after that have gradually taken shape in my mind.

Go home, take the glass you are most familiar with, pour out a cup of honey grapefruit water from the refrigerator and pour it down first, rinse the cup, put it back in place, and then, wash your face, check if there is no oil on your face, if you don't go out, you will go to the door of the toilet, take off your clothes, fix them in the storage basket next to the washing machine, then take a bath, and then change your pajamas.

If you want to go out, you will inevitably pack up the things you want to use when you go out, check them carefully twice, put them in your backpack, smell if there is any residual smell on your body before going out, and pick up the perfume next to the shoe cabinet, spray it three times behind your ears and wrists.

What he didn't finish yesterday was to pay homage to the body of the condemned prisoner as I said, so he will definitely go out when he goes home and finishes all these chores.

And when he goes out, he will definitely bring all the incense candles and the standard paper money I specially helped him get according to the request I told him that day, and those things will be placed in the briefcase I carry with him.

"What time are you going?" Thinking of this, I frowned and asked.

I said before that the horror of the students, I know that the road is 'clean', it is said that no matter what time Lao Zhou goes, as long as he does not scare himself, he will not meet anything in Lu, I ask this sentence is really redundant because Lao Zhou is studying medicine, plus his own extreme, he is also destined to be a person who is not easily frightened.

"When I arrived, I didn't look at the time, I just looked at it when I went out, it was about 11:40. It was probably 12 o'clock by the time. Lao Zhou frowned when he saw me, and he became serious.

He didn't believe what I said about God's babbling, but he believed me.

"Are you alone in that building?" I asked another nonsense, but if the incident was just a mundane incident of Lao Zhou breaking into unclean things in the morgue, it would not have asked the hospital to intervene to suppress this matter.

"Of course not, there are doormen. Specimens are still very important to the hospital, but you know that the doorman is in a room at the very edge of the entrance on the first floor. There's no surveillance in that damn building. Lao Zhou said as he spoke, and suddenly said with annoyance.

"This is important?" I was surprised, what strange incident scared Lao Zhou like this, and he still remembered to monitor.

"Of course it's important, you listen to me" Lao Zhou tugged at the collar of his shirt, looking a little irritable.

And following his account, the time was pulled back to more than 12 o'clock in the night

It was probably at that time that Lao Zhou reached the building that the students were more afraid of, that is, an old-fashioned building, a three-story building built in the 70s of the last century, a typical red brick building, and later painted with a layer of white paint for the sake of beauty.

It is said that there was another rectification, and the original tiled spire was changed to a more modern flat roof.

But even so, it can't hide the slightest bit of old-fashioned atmosphere revealed by this building, and its relatively outdated structure, which is destined to be placed in my memory, and it has three exits, namely the two sides of the building, and the main entrance.

The doorman is at the front entrance, and the sides are locked at night, but it's the old-fashioned big iron lock, the wooden door. And the doors on both sides are some distance from the main entrance, that is, if there is really any situation, wait for the doorman to run over, and the daylily will be cold.

It was on such a night that Lao Zhou entered this old-fashioned building.

When he went, the doorman was not asleep, the doorman's room was dimly lit, he was not surprised when he saw Lao Zhou coming, and he also said hello to Lao Zhou, and asked him to register according to the rules.

"You went to that specimen building at this time, and the doorman was not surprised?" Hearing this, I couldn't help but ask again, this time I changed to a lighter, and flicked the lid open with my thumb, the sound was dull, and I began to adjust the steel plate inside.

I like the crisp sound of the lighter lid when I open it, I think the sound can make me more pleasant, but Lao Zhou is a little annoyed, and can't help but say: "Third child, can you listen to me carefully?" Don't keep messing with your precious lighters. ”

"I'm listening very carefully, you just say it." I didn't raise my head to fiddle with the steel sheet inside, it was difficult for me to say to Lao Zhou, hobbies can also be contagious, for example, there is a person who likes lighters, I was unconsciously infected.

He once said that the light of fire can give people some hope when they are most desperate, only if there is a small hope, then life is like sugar cane with juice, which can chew out sweetness, since it can still have sweetness, then don't give up your life, just like don't spit out the sugar cane in your mouth, and chew it again.

Even if it's just a small hope, there is still a small hope, a small happiness

The lighter in his hand once brought a hint of brightness when he was most desperate, so he liked to collect lighters later, just like collecting a lot of hope, and then I liked it too.

Who is he? Lao Zhou didn't know what to do, and I deliberately 'forgot'

Knowing my stubbornness, Lao Zhou no longer insisted, but answered my question a little numbly: "It's not strange to go to the specimen room in the middle of the night, after all, it's not a pure specimen room in that building, there are a few small medical laboratories, doctors are more numb and rational professions, and they are often a little paranoid, and they won't feel much if they stay in that kind of building overnight." And if you forget something important, or if you take a specimen for tomorrow's class in the middle of the night, it's normal. Sometimes, specimens have to be 'grabbed'. ”

I don't know if the reason given to me by Lao Zhou is far-fetched, since he said so, I think it must be like this, after all, it is normal for each industry to not understand each other.

So what kind of industry am I? I thought about it for a moment, and told myself for sure that it was a small owner of a miscellaneous antique shop.

"Well, you went in, and?" After that, it is not something I can guess about what Lao Zhou Yu will see, and the next is destined to be the key to the problem.

"What's the matter, then, you know my character, will go straight to the basement is the basement with that big pool of formalin. I was thinking that the new batch of corpses should not have been disposed of yet, so they were not soaked in the pool, and they should still be in the freezer, and I still hated the trouble, and I had to go to the body of the condemned prisoner. I just thought about this and made my way to the basement. Lao Zhou paused when he said this, and then looked at me, a little embarrassed, but a little surprised: "However, I felt a little cold in the basement yesterday. ”

"It's normal to be cold, after all, it's an old house, plus it's a basement." I finally got the lighter and looked up and said to Lao Zhou.

"It's not normal, I got goosebumps, I just buried my head in the troubles and left, anyone who has to face a corpse will not be in a good mood, at that time I was glad that I didn't study forensic medicine or anything, but as soon as I got to the basement, I suddenly sobered up. No, the third child, I don't know how to describe it to you, that feeling should not mean that you are sober, but that you clearly know that you have walked to the basement, because it is too cold, and I have goosebumps. Lao Zhou looked at me, and his eyes still had the horror left by last night.

"Hmm, cold?" I replied seemingly casually, and couldn't help but squint at Lao Zhou, and subconsciously rubbed my eyebrows.

No problem, Lao Zhou is no problem Then, I patted Lao Zhou on the shoulder and motioned for him to continue.

And Lao Zhou was a little irritable, this time he unbuttoned his shirt one more button, as if how hot his heart was at the moment, how cold he was in the basement of the specimen building last night, my encouragement made Lao Zhou a little relieved, he continued: "Anyway, I have a vague memory of that period, because I am not sure what I saw, third, I am the first to tell you, not to others, not only because you are my best brother, but also because I think you will be able to help me solve the problem." ”

"Hmm." At times like these, superfluous words are nonsense, and I just hummed.

I probably know what Lao Zhou may have felt, and this feeling can't be completely called 'looking', but I believe that this feeling is far from the most important part of the incident, that is, the part that scares Lao Zhou so unpossessed.