Located on the outskirts of the city, Fuhong Community is one of the city's thousands of residential areas, which is an ordinary residential area, and most of its residents are ordinary wage earners and office workers. This is where the home address column in Xu's personal information that Ren Peng obtained from the school is written.

Ren Peng and his assistant walked up the narrow corridor, turned a few corners of stairs, and came to the door of Xu Yi's house. The iron doors that are common in residential buildings are cleaned and shiny, with a small house number that says "302" written on them, and shoe racks on the side are neatly filled with shoes.

The assistant pressed the doorbell on the wall, and as the doorbell rang out, there was a rustling sound in the room. After a while, the sound of the key turning sounded on the other side of the door, accompanied by a burst of chattering, "You girl, where did you run away last night, and you didn't answer the phone, Mom and Dad are in a hurry, you won't be allowed to go back next time..."

After the iron door opened, a middle-aged woman with a face similar to Xu Yi's six or seven points leaned out, Ren Peng silently confirmed the identity of the middle-aged woman in front of him in his heart, it was Xu Yi's mother Lin Hua in his personal file, and she and Xu Yi's father were teachers in a middle school not far away.

Lin Hua's mouth, which was still babbling, stopped the moment he saw Ren Peng and the others, looked at them suspiciously, and asked politely, "May I ask who you are?"

"Oh, hello, we are the people's police. Ren Peng said as he took out the police officer ID card in his jacket pocket, "We came here this time to talk about Xu Yiyi, is it convenient for us to go in?"

"Ah, the police? still... Is something still going on?" Lin Hua was obviously flustered after hearing their self-introduction, but he also understood that the door was not the place to speak, so he quickly stepped aside and said, "You... Come in. ”

Entry, a middle-aged man is sitting on the sofa looking at the newspaper in his hand. Seeing Ren Peng and the others coming in, the man frowned, and looked at Lin Hua next to the door with an inquiring look.

"This is the officer of the police station, said... Let's talk to us about the things that are still there. Lin Hua explained aloud. target

"Ah, still, comrade policeman, what's wrong with my daughter?" Xu Bingyang couldn't sit still when he heard that it was Xu Yi's business, and the whole person stood up from the sofa and hurriedly asked.

"Mr. Xu, Ms. Lin, you have to be mentally prepared, we came here this time to tell you that your daughter Xu is still ...... her" Ren Peng said while observing the reaction of Xu Yi's parents, "She committed suicide by jumping off the building at school last night, and she has now been confirmed dead." After speaking, Ren Peng looked at Xu's father and Xu's mother with a solemn face, which made people confirm that this was not a joke.

"Ah, you said that my daughter she..." Mother Xu by the door directly softened her feet, and the whole person sat directly on the ground, looking sad, this decent people's teacher on the podium, sat on the ground at the moment and cried in an extreme gaffe, and the bursts of crying that were out of breath revealed boundless despair.

"Comrade policeman, you... You, this... This news is..."Father Xu's eyes were cracked, his teeth kept fighting, and his fingers trembled and raised to point at Ren Peng and the two.

He was like a drowning man, frantically trying to find a little hope and a trace of luck in the eyes of Ren Peng and his assistant, but the heavy expressions on the faces of the two were like a high wall, blocking his last hope.

Xu Bingyang felt that his eyes were black, and he fell straight to the sofa. The originally dull look on his face turned into mourning little by little, and the two lines of tears in his eyes flowed silently down the furrows between the wrinkles......

For more than ten years, Yingying Mingzhu, who was afraid of melting in his mouth and afraid of falling in his palm, was told that he turned into a cloud of smoke in one day, what a big blow to Xu Bingyang and his wife. Although the two policemen were accustomed to seeing life and death, they still sighed incessantly.

............

The temperature in the room is surprisingly low, the plain white walls are connected on all sides, and the paradox is that there is not a single window for indoor and outdoor ventilation, so the whole space is full of oppressive atmosphere.

The room was very large, and the cold iron beds were arranged in a regular manner, and the white cloth covered with them highlighted the human-like figures, but some of the white cloths were irregular.

It should have been the position of the human head, but the white cloth was indeed concave inward, without a single undulation, and there was a piece of white cloth that was even more strange, the surface was covered with dense undulations, one side was spherical, the other side was arc......

The only sound was the refrigeration machine running on the wall, spitting white mist in bursts.

"Click", suddenly, the closed iron door made the sound of the key turning, and with the sound of gold and iron rubbing, the door also quietly opened, and a figure walked in with an iron bed. The man was wearing a plain white protective suit, and most of his face was covered by a mask, but it was a man from his eyebrows.

The wheels of the iron bed rubbed against the floor and made a "bang" sound, which was also covered with a plain white long cloth, and the man found a vacant seat to stop the iron bed against the wall, fumbled and took out a tag from his pocket, and hung it on a designed bulge on the wall corresponding to the iron bed, and then left without looking back.

With a "click", the iron door closed tightly, and the room returned to dead silence. The new guest was as taciturn as everyone else who had arrived earlier.

The sign hanging on the plain white wall records the information of every guest here, and the new guest with the number "8023" has three big characters written in the name column.

The machine automatically increased its operating power, and the white mist was surging and spitting out. Soon, the temperature in the room dropped again, but there seemed to be more than the sound of gears turning in the room. There was a faint voice whispering, listening carefully, as if it was the whispering of my mother in my ear as a child.

If someone had been here at the moment, he would have been able to clearly distinguish the indistinct song.

Baby, go to sleep, I will be with you in my dreams

Laugh with you, be tired with you, and have me snuggle up

Baby, go to sleep, you'll dream of me a few times

It's the most beautiful thing to have in my dreams, and it's comforting to wake up from my dreams......

"Lullaby", it is this song that accompanied many people to sleep in childhood, but at this moment it is sounding in this place where there should be only silence......

The singing was still misty, and if you looked at the source of the sound, you could clearly recognize it coming from the new guest's location.

There would not have been a trace of wind in a windowless room, but the strange thing was that the white cloth covered with Xu Yi swayed like the sound of the wind blowing in a bamboo forest.

The white cloth corresponding to Xu Yan's abdomen began to lie together on a large scale, as if something was about to come out of it, and he struggled to break free, and the iron bed clicked with a lot of movement.

At this time, the singing gradually faded, and the undulation of the white cloth slowly stopped, and in a short time the room returned to calm, a dead silence like condensation of the air......

Don't look back, she's probably right behind you, hey, I'm talking about you, as soon as you turn around, she's gone, hehe.