Tian Yuan took out his mobile phone and turned up the call log.

"Here, you see, no!" Tian Yuan handed the phone to Feng Fei as he spoke.

"No?" Feng Fei took Tian Yuan's mobile phone disappreciably.

When Feng Fei saw the call record on Tian Yuan's mobile phone, he was really taken aback, because the call record was really not displayed.

"This is impossible", Feng Fei said while returning the mobile phone to Tian Yuan, and took out his mobile phone at the same time.

When he opened the call log on his phone, his eyes widened!

Feng Fei's own mobile phone, there was no display!

"What's going on?" Feng Fei was talking to himself while swiping up and down the call log.

No! Or not!

"Okay, Ah Fei, don't look at it, go to sleep!" After Tian Yuan finished speaking, he also walked into the bedroom.

"It's really strange", although Feng Fei was puzzled, but this was not a big deal after all, so he sighed and went to sleep.

The next day.

10 a.m.

Feng Fei sat alone on the balcony in a daze, he hadn't been to work for several days.

Since Yu Han's mysterious death, the factory has given him a month's vacation, and now although the vacation is halfway over, the police station still has no clue about Yu Han's death.

The police station had no clue, and of course Feng Fei had no choice.

Therefore, when Feng Fei is fine, he always sits on the balcony, sometimes in a daze, and sometimes thinks about other things.

The same is true on this day.

However, this time, when Feng Fei was in a daze, he suddenly heard a series of heavy footsteps in the corridor outside the house.

Of course, there were footsteps every day, but this time, Feng Fei suddenly had an inexplicable strange feeling.

Listening to the voice, this person was going upstairs, and he was getting closer and closer to Feng Fei.

Sure enough, the sound stopped outside the house.

Obviously, this person didn't come to Feng Fei's place, he must be going to the other door.

Feng Fei was guessing when he heard the sound of someone opening the door.

It was his door that opened.

"Who could it be?" Although Feng Fei was full of doubts, this person was not difficult to guess, because there were only a few of them who had the key to his house.

The door opened, and it was Tian Yuan who entered.

Tian Yuan is alone.

"Hey, Lao Tian, why did you come back? It's not time for the holidays! As soon as Feng Fei saw Tian Yuan, he stood up and asked.

Tian Yuan lowered his head, and when he heard Feng Fei ask him, he only glanced at Feng Fei, but did not answer.

His steps seemed heavy.

His body seemed heavier.

With heavy footsteps dragging his heavy body, Tian Yuan finally slowly walked to the chair and sat down slowly.

"Hey, Lao Tian, what's wrong with you?" Feng Fei raised his voice and asked again.

Tian Yuan still just looked up at Feng Fei and didn't speak.

Even more expressionless.

No expression is the most terrible expression.

Only when you encounter the most terrible things will you have the most terrible expressions.

What terrible thing happened to Tian Yuan?

"Lao Tian!" Feng Fei walked up and patted Tian Yuan on the shoulder as he spoke.

Tian Yuan finally made a faint voice: "Hmm......"

Feng Fei smiled curiously and asked again, "What's wrong with you?" How did you get back? Sick? ”

Tian Yuan shook his head and replied in a low voice: "No, I'm not sick." ”

"So what's wrong with you? It's like seeing a ghost! ”

Hearing Feng Fei's words, Tian Yuan's eyes seemed to suddenly widen, he stared at Feng Fei's eyes, and still replied weakly: "It's just that I saw a ghost!" ”

"What?" Feng Fei couldn't help but be taken aback, and almost didn't jump up.

Although Feng Fei was very surprised, he could see that Tian Yuan was by no means joking.

It's not like lying.

"Did he really see something? Could it be Yu Han? Thinking of Yu Han, Feng Fei couldn't help but shudder, and couldn't help but gasp.

Feng Fei took a step back, patted his heart, and calmed down a little.

"Lao Tian, did you really see a ghost?"

Tian Yuan nodded.

"Who is it? Is it Yu Han? ”

Tian Yuan shook his head again.

"Who's that? Do you know each other? ”

This time, Tian Yuan neither nodded nor shook his head, but slowly took out the mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Feng Fei.

"What does that mean?" Feng Fei asked while taking Tian Yuan's mobile phone.

"You open the picture and take a look," Tian Yuan replied lightly.

"What picture?" Feng Fei's gaze moved back and forth between Tian Yuan and the screen of his mobile phone.

When Feng Fei saw the picture on Tian Yuan's phone, he stopped talking.

On Tian Yuan's mobile phone, there were dozens of pictures related to dead people.

There are coffins.

There is a posthumous image.

There is a mourning hall.

There is also a funeral scene!

"Tian Yuan, how can you have these photos on your phone? Where did you get it? Feng Fei asked Tian Yuan with his eyes wide open.

Tian Yuan shook his head: "I don't know!" ”

"Don't know? You don't know what's on your phone? ”

"Yes, I don't know where it came from!"

"You didn't shoot it?"

"Isn't it?"

"Someone must have sent it to you!"

"It doesn't seem to be!"

"Oh? Why? ”

"Because I've never received a photo like this!"

"Then ......" Feng Fei seemed to want to ask again, but this time he was interrupted by Tian Yuan.

"Ah Fei, don't ask where this photo came from!" Tian Yuan looked at Feng Fei and said slowly.

"Oh? Don't you want to know? Feng Fei asked rhetorically.

"I think I want to, but there's something more incredible than this picture!"

"What is it?" Feng Fei blurted out.

Tian Yuan sighed, stared out the window blankly, and only said lightly: "You take a good look at these photos." ”

So, Feng Fei's eyes widened and he looked at the photos carefully.

"Tian Yuan, this photo doesn't seem to be special, it's just a funeral scene for a person," Feng Fei said softly.

"Yes, but do you know whose funeral this is?" Tian Yuan asked.

"How do I know this? I don't know the person in the photo! ”

The "photo" Feng Fei refers to is, of course, the portrait on Tian Yuan's mobile phone.

"I know!" Tian Yuan replied inexplicably.

In fact, Tian Yuan knows the things on his mobile phone, which is not surprising at all; However, looking at Tian Yuan's appearance, he seemed to be more surprised than not knowing who that person was.

Feng Fei struggled to control his surprise, looked at Tian Yuan, and asked unhurriedly, "Who is he?" ”

Tian Yuan replied: "One of my high school teachers. ”

Feng Fei sighed and said slowly: "Hey, it's a pity, it's ...... at such a young age."

Speaking of this, Feng Fei turned his head to look at Tian Yuan, but Tian Yuan didn't seem to be listening to Feng Fei at all, but kept looking out the window blankly.