Gao Ming learned that Xuan Wen went to the gastroenterology department through the information on the medicine bottle, but he didn't know what happened to Xuan Wen here.

Normally, it is impossible for Xuan Wen to ignore her fate, she may be deliberately concealing it, or she has been affected by something in her "home".

To be on the safe side, Gao Ming did not show any abnormality, and almost in the time of turning around, he completed all the changes in his expression and demeanor.

"Auntie, I washed out the photo, but the color is still a little strange." Xuan Wen walked past Gao Ming, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the tip of her hair touched the tip of Gao Ming's nose. The fragrance of roses washed away the smell of rice, and also made Gao Ming see that there was a small crooked wound on the back of Xuanwen's neck.

In this warm and ordinary home, full of kindness, Gao Ming saw the wound for the first time.

Needless to say, Takami has already understood something.

He glanced down at the plastic toy dog in his hand again, he was the intestine that entered with the big dog, and the big dog had been following him, but when he turned around, there was only a plastic toy dog left on the ground.

This toy dog that occasionally barks is supposed to be a big dog. From this point of view, all the toys stacked in the corner box are probably all ghosts collected by Situ An!

Ghosts are toys, but what about the people here?

The old man sleeping on the recliner, the child playing hide and seek, the uncle and aunt playing cards on the patio, everyone in the "family" may not be so simple.

Raising his head again, Gao Ming kept his distance from Xuan Wen.

One is a serial killer of psychological crimes, and the other is the youngest psychological counselor in a serious offender prison, and they cooperate with each other, making it difficult for others to see the problem.

"Is it too dark for the shooting?" The middle-aged woman took the bag in Xuan Wen's hand and took out a few enlarged black and white photos.

The photos were taken in the apartment building, and most of them were photos of middle-aged women and Situ An.

The background of the shoot is full of life, but all the photos are black and white.

A kind middle-aged woman, smiling, she looks kind, but the feeling of shooting is like a dead person, and she always feels that there is no life in her eyes.

Situ An, who was standing next to her, was handsome and tall, different from a middle-aged woman who always kept the same set of clothes, and he wore a different style of coat in different photos.

There are nurse uniforms, bachelor's uniforms, energetic sportswear, calm and serious suits, and even a photo taken at the dining table in which Situ An is wearing the clothes of the acting director of the Eastern District Investigation Bureau.

Situ An seems to often "go home" and shoot with his mother here, leaving memory fragments.

"No, it's still not." The middle-aged woman touched Situ An in the photo: "In the past, Situ An in the photo was color, and my child was colored, but now how has he become the same as me?" ”

The black-and-white photo in the woman's hand is incompatible with this family, as if it is not something that should exist in this world.

"Are you sure? But Uncle Zhang from the photo studio said...... "Xuan Wen was very puzzled, and she stopped talking.

"What did Lao Zhang say?"

"He said the picture was originally black and white, did you remember wrong?" Xuan Wen's voice is very beautiful, and the tone of her voice also makes people feel cordial, and it is very easy to gain the favor and trust of others.

"Impossible! How could I mistake a photo of myself with my child? My kids are colored! The middle-aged woman was very sure.

"Then why are you black and white?" Xuan Wen's foreshadowing in front seems to be to ask this question casually.

"I ......"

"Do you think black and white is not good, so you don't want your child to be this color? But have you forgotten? He's the same color as you from the beginning, could it be that something is wrong with this photo? Xuan Wen's speed of speech gradually increased, as if she was unwilling to give the middle-aged woman too much time to think.

"Anyway, my child is not black and white, he should come back from work for dinner soon, and I have everything ready for him." The woman digressed the subject, a few strands of white hair draped over the headband.

"If you think about it again, is there something wrong with it?" Xuan Wen pointed to the black and white scene in the photo, seemingly casually scribbling across the mirror in the photo and the shadow on the ground, she was imposing some kind of psychological hint on the middle-aged woman, hoping that the other party would look at herself in the mirror more, and try to think about the problems that she couldn't think of.

Gao Ming, who was standing next to the toy box, didn't speak, he probably guessed what Xuan Wen was doing.

Xuanwen, who entered Situ An's house earlier than herself, not only was she not driven crazy, but she seemed to be ready to "cure" Situ An's family little by little.

"Everything I see now is an illusion." Gao Ming clung to the big plastic dog: "These scenes should be what Situ An's mother is eager to see, I want to see the real appearance of the home, the key is to shake Situ An's mother." ”

After staring at the photo for a long time, the middle-aged woman suddenly pushed the photo away: "My son will be back soon, he is different from me." ”

The woman was a little anxious, walked to the phone again, picked up the microphone and dialed the same number repeatedly.

"Do you remember where Situ An works? I went to see where he worked. Xuan Wen picked up the photo that fell to the ground and was very enthusiastic.

"He works as a temporary nurse in Lishan Hospital."

"Your child is excellent in all aspects, but he is not good at taking care of people, why did he become a caregiver? I don't mean to look down on the caregivers, I just think the caregivers are hard. Frankly speaking, based on his appearance, even if he has not been to school, he has a lot of ways to make money. "Every word of Xuan Wen is not said casually.

"My kid is very nice, he just wants to be there for me."

"But you are obviously at home, and he doesn't come back from the hospital every day, how can he accompany you? Or are you not at home, but in Lishan Hospital? As soon as Xuan Wen finished saying this, there was a sudden "pop" sound next to the dining table!

The little fat man with the soda is stealing ribs and accidentally breaks the plate containing the fruit.

The ripe apple rolled to Gao Ming's feet, and he found that there were red blood streaks under the broken skin of the apple.

The body began to retreat, and the attention of the middle-aged woman slowly moved to the door as the attention of the middle-aged woman was focused on the phone and Xuan Wen.

"Why don't I go with you to the hospital to find him? You should also be worried about not calling back for such a long time. Xuan Wen took the middle-aged woman's arm, and every word she said seemed to be thinking about the woman.

"No, I promised Situ An to wait for him at home, no matter what happened to him outside, there was a light on at home, and a hot meal was kept for him." The middle-aged woman refused, she pressed the numbers on the phone and listened to the busy tone on the microphone.

The woman put the microphone to her ear, she had forgotten that this was the first time she had called the child's mobile phone number: "I know my child myself, he will definitely come back......"

A familiar bell rang faintly, and the middle-aged woman's expression immediately became different, but after listening to the microphone for a while, she found that the ringtone was not coming from the microphone, but from the corridor outside the house.

(End of chapter)