Chapter 210

"Team Zhang, what are you investigating? A case of injustice? I can also check it for you in detail. "

The little policeman seemed very positive.

"Xiao Liu, it's late. Go back to have a rest early. You have to go to work tomorrow." Zhang said.

This incident originated from a dream of his. It's impossible for him to let more people know. In fact, the impact is not good.

"It's OK, team Zhang. I'm not tired. I can..."

"You're tired." Zhang warned.

"Oh, well, I'm tired. Then, team Zhang, I'll go first."

The little policeman left with his notebook.

Zhou Ze sat next to him and silently placed a cigarette. Really, from Zhang Yanfeng, he seemed to really see himself in his last life. At that time, Dr. Lin adored himself, but he didn't feel anything. He treated his subordinates in this way.

In a desperate way, Zhou Ze asked, "is officer Zhang still single?"

Zhang Yanfeng nodded.

Oh,

true.

Back to the point, Zhang Yanfeng seriously reached out his hand and tapped on the desk, saying:

"actually, according to that picture, I instinctively think it's a little familiar, and it's very similar to some films and art works."

"I know what you mean, chain, prison uniform, walking step by step in the narrow passage, surrounded by other cells, everyone's eyes or numb or angry look at all this.

If you take out your mobile phone and broadcast a song "iron window tears", it will be more in line with the atmosphere. "

"Do you think so?"

Zhang Yanfeng's expression is still serious. In fact, under this seriousness, there is a kind of embarrassment and maladjustment hidden. He has been a policeman for most of his life. He always feels strange and full of a sense of disobedience when discussing this kind of thing with a person who was a suspect in his eyes before.

In fact, officer Zhang's psychological quality is still excellent. Ordinary people may be scared out of their wits when they first experience this kind of thing, but he can still calm down.

"If it's a hero or a former martyr, for example, being taken to the execution ground to prepare for execution, this logic really makes sense. We often appear in film and television works and novels, and those martyrs are really worthy of admiration."

Zhou Ze slowed down, spit out a smoke ring, and then reached out to point at the foot, saying:

"but the dead soul of the martyr is too busy to give you and add a chain to my foot?

Is this a souvenir?

Or the encouragement of love?

And I'm a good man, and you're a good man. Well, I'm a little in the middle of it, but now we can only infer from this logic.

Under the premise that we are all good people, the heroic spirit of martyrs puts a shackle on us?

It doesn't make sense.

It's not to go to the scenic spot or temple. The local people forcibly sell souvenirs and put them on for you without saying anything. "

Zhang Yanfeng nodded and asked an old criminal police officer to analyze ghost's thinking. It's a little professional, but in fact, both human and ghost are a mode of thinking.

If it's really the spirit of martyrs, shouldn't it be so boring?

Blessing should not be a chain.

Zhang Yanfeng's phone rang again. He answered the phone. After a while, he said to Zhou zedao:

"our former site of the police station was a hospital. It was a hospital since the Republic of China. After liberation, it was abandoned for a period of time. It was used as a tube building for residents to settle down. Later, it was rebuilt into a police station on this basis. Ten years ago, it was knocked down and rebuilt again without checking To have been used as a prison. "

Zhou Ze fell into meditation. Generally speaking, the dead soul and obsession must be in its initial position. For example, if a person dies wrongly in a place, it must also be active at this point.

Besides, officer Zhou Ze and officer Zhang are chained in this police station, which can also prove from the side that the original trigger point of the incident is in this police station.

"Not in prison?" Zhou Ze can't understand. Zhang Yanfeng's dream has been described clearly. At that time, it was really a prison.

"I'll go back first, and then I'll make a careful investigation. You know, this kind of information is not available on the Internet, so I have to go to the archives."

Zhang Yanfeng picked up his mobile phone and cigarettes on the table and left. When he left the cafe, he looked up and took a long breath.

Today's event, let him dare not think more, also do not want to think more, even including Zhou Ze this person.

However, this matter still needs to be dealt with. After all, this chain has appeared intermittently in his dream for more than 20 years. It is impossible for him to give up this opportunity because of some mental cleanliness addiction.

Looking back at Zhou Ze, who is still sitting in the cafe, Zhang Yanfeng shakes his head. He suddenly feels that the person in the cafe is terrible, yes, terrible.This is no longer the eyes of a policeman looking at a suspect, but the eyes of the people outside the door looking at the people in the door. The life of the two people and the scenery around them may be really different.

Zhang Yanfeng does not know if he can come out of the door again once he goes deep into it.

Shaking his head, he walked to the police station.

Zhou Ze took a taxi and returned to the bookstore half an hour later.

The bookstore is closed today. It's closed during the day and at night. The boss has something wrong. The staff are worried about the boss and don't care about their work.

It's like a middle school student saying that the motherland has not been reunified and I can't read books.

They explained it like this,

however:

Lao Dao is broadcasting live, monkey is getting his mobile phone, and constantly thanks the boss for his plane rocket!

groan and moan lie behind the bar, his face with a mask, listening to songs, HMM.

Bai Yingying is eating chicken upstairs. Recently, she bought a number of kakao clothes. It's said that she has nothing to do with it. She's having a good time.

Even the dead man, who had been sitting at the bottom of the building, went back to the room and continued to sit.

Looking at his employees, boss Zhou seemed to be a little listless. He didn't sleep for two days, so he went straight to the second floor, went back to his bedroom, and then lay on the bed.

As soon as he thought that there was a rusty iron chain around his feet, he felt very uncomfortable and uncomfortable. He kept turning left and right.

The white warbler ended the game wisely, and also lay down on the bed, let Zhou Ze rest his head on the root of his thigh,

then she began to massage Zhou Ze's head gently.

Zhou Ze finally felt sleepy, slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

………………

Tick

Tick

Tick

This is the sound of water,

is very clear,

is also very quiet.

Zhou Ze opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the water, the familiar pool, the familiar road in the distance, and the ghost walking on tiptoe.

Back here again?

I haven't dreamt for a long time,

especially after I sleep with the warbler, my sleep quality is really much better than before.

Zhou Ze subconsciously took a look under the pool, so he revisited, always wanting to see if the old friend was still there.

The water in the pool is very clear. It's clear without exaggeration. At a glance, you can't see any trace of the existence of faceless women.

She seems to have died in Chengdu.

Zhou Ze breathed a sigh of relief,

but at this time, he saw the shadow behind him in the reflection of the pool. He turned around at once, but found a woman standing less than one meter behind him, a woman whose hair completely covered her face.

"You're not dead?"

Zhou Ze asked with some doubts.

The woman did not answer, but continued to stand there.

"Where are you going?" Zhou Ze asked.

The woman slowly raises her head. Although her eyes are under the thick hair, Zhou Ze can feel that the other side is staring at herself:

"in this sentence, I should ask you You want to Where to? "

"Gudu Gudong... "

Zhou Ze felt that the pool under him, which had been as solid as ice, suddenly turned over, and his whole body fell into the pool.

For a time,

the majestic sense of suffocation swarmed in, like a myriad of hands, desperately covering his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, making him lose all sense of the outside world.

The only impression is the last question left in the ear.

"Whoo..."

Zhou Ze sat up subconsciously and woke up?

Maybe it's because I'm a ghost, so when I dream, I always dream back to hell. But who was the woman dressed like a faceless woman before?

Listen to each other's voice, it seems that they are not faceless women.

The details of what happened in Rongcheng on that day were not clear to Zhou Ze last year. Xiao Luoli regarded that day as a taboo. She didn't want to say more. Zhou Ze also tried to ask, but Xiao Luoli's reaction at that time was that she didn't want to recall that night even if she killed her. Zhou Ze stopped.

"Warbler and warbler"

Zhou Ze opens his mouth and wants Yingying to pour himself a glass of water.

but he is totally stunned.

he is not lying on the bed of the bedroom on the second floor of his bookstore,

he is lying on the shabby straw mat,

he is surrounded by people, who are dense or leaning against the wall or lying there in ragged clothes. When he speaks, others are looking at him.

The dream is not over,When Zhou Ze looked up and saw the iron railings in front of him,

he realized that

is not just the end of the dream,

but the dream,

is just the beginning.

"Wow Whoa... "

In the distance,

heard the sound of iron chain dragging and rubbing on the ground,

was so familiar.

Zhang Yanfeng said that since that dream, for more than 20 years, in every dream, his feet are bound with chains.

Zhou Ze subconsciously lowered his head,

opened his tattered clothes,

What about the chain?

Where's my chain?

Why don't I have a chain???