Chapter 215

After taking a bath, Zhou Ze changed his clothes and sat on the sofa downstairs. Now it's the second half of the night. It's still early before dawn, but Zhou Ze has no sleep.

It's hard for a normal person to go back to sleep in a short time after having that dream.

Bai Yingying makes coffee for Zhou Ze and brings it to him. Then he stands beside him like a child who has done something wrong and is at a loss.

Zhou Ze waved to show that she was OK. She could go to have a rest or play a game, but Bai Yingying was not willing to go. In her opinion, whether intentionally or not, she really absorbed evil spirit from Zhou Ze, and her boss's body has not completely recovered yet.

It's like a person who is seriously ill in the body is still singing at night. It's really death.

After a sip of coffee, Zhou Ze lit a cigarette. To be honest, he was also a little strange. Why does he emit evil spirit when dreaming? He believed that Bai Yingying didn't intentionally harm herself or can't wait. In fact, Bai Yingying was quite satisfied with the shape of her "white haired witch". Recently, her dress style has played an ancient style, but it has a special charm.

This matter can only be regarded as a thorn in one's mind. If you can't figure it out, you can only put it down first. Now, after all, there are more important things to deal with and solve.

Half an hour later, a police car stopped at the door of the bookstore. Next to

, Xu Niang Niang, who was "absorbing the essence of the sun and moon", came to see the police, and got up directly upstairs and refused to stay downstairs.

He complained about the bad air and sleep in the detention house, which hit his skin a lot that night.

In came Zhang Yanfeng, a message from Zhou Ze.

Zhang Yanfeng holds a document bag in his hand. His eyes are on Bai Yingying first. He asks with some doubts:

"who is she?"

Last time the police entered the bookstore, Zhou Ze let Bai Yingying go first, so Zhang Yanfeng didn't know about Bai Yingying, and even if the police's information system is powerful, it's impossible to enter Bai Yingying's information.

"My niece."

Zhou Ze perfunctorily said.

Zhang Yanfeng didn't bother about this, but sat down opposite Zhou Ze.

"Coffee or tea?" Zhou Ze asked.

Zhang Yanfeng touched his tired face and smelled the strong aroma of coffee in front of Zhou Ze. "Coffee bar," he said

White warbler goes to make coffee, Zhou Ze shouts over his head:

"take Nestle instant."

“…………” Zhang Yanfeng.

When the coffee was served, Zhang Yanfeng, a bachelor, took a sip and pointed to the paper bag on the table and said, "don't you want to have a look?"

Zhou Ze shook his head. "There should be no useful information."

"Ha ha."

Zhang Yanfeng smiled and lit a cigarette. He asked:

"what can I do?"

"Because I just went to bed."

"What?"

"Then I had a dream."

Zhou Ze stretches his back, the picture in his dream can't be recalled,

of course, compared with the last sealed space, even the experience of "women's maternity perspective" before is not worth mentioning.

"What kind of dream?" Zhang Yanfeng's expression became serious.

In this world,

he and Zhou Ze have chains on their legs. Since they can dream, Zhou Ze can dream naturally.

"That place should not be a hospital." Zhou Ze coughed and continued: "there, it should have been a secret underground concentration camp, a bit like Auschwitz of the Communist Party of China."

Zhang Yanfeng's eyes narrowed. "Concentration camp?"

"Yes, my dream should overlap with yours, and I also dreamed of that prison;

but it may be that I have different reasons from you, so my dream is more real than you, and there are more details than your dream.

There are many prisoners there, and every cell is full of people. "

As he said,

Zhou extended his finger to the invisible iron chain under his feet, and continued:

"this chain is a thing thrown out by the prison management. It doesn't seem to symbolize binding. At least, for those prisoners, it seems to represent a very good thing, with different good feelings."

Zhou Ze thought of the man in the dream that the women robbed the iron chain again.

when the woman went out with the iron chain, he stood at the back of the iron railing with blessings and good expectations in his eyes.

But he may not know where the chained woman finally went.

There is an extremely strong contradiction here, because Zhou Ze felt that his analysis of the last environment in the dream should not be wrong at that time.

**It's not hard to find the introduction of Auschwitz. Many people related to him have written similar memoirs. Zhou Ze read them before going to school. He has a deep memory. Many Jews thought that this was the place for them to take a shower after entering that room. As a result, what came out of those holes was not warm water, but poison gas.Zhang Yanfeng was silent. He didn't know how to answer the question.

"I don't think it's mentioned in this information, is it?" Zhou extended his finger to the paper bag on the tea table.

Zhang Yanfeng shook his head.

"That prison should be deep underground." Zhou Zechen said, "and speculated that the clothes people wore at that time and the clothes of the administrators I saw should be in the period of the Republic of China. Since there is no record in this material, I think there is a possibility that this prison is still underground, and has not been found at all?"

"So, what do you mean? Let me apply to the leader to push the police down?

The reason is that I had a dream? "

Zhang asked.

"There's always a way, isn't there?" Zhou Ze took another sip of coffee. "After all, the poor Lord has found our feet."

"I can't do it, and I can't do it for that reason." Zhang Yanfeng said very seriously.

"In fact, it's not difficult. Just find a little evidence." Zhou Ze said.

"Recently, an underground garage will be built in the police station." Zhang said.

"I see." Zhou Ze nodded and indicated that he was clear, but boss Zhou continued to be lazy: "I'll let people operate."

If we can use this opportunity to let the construction team dig more distance to the bottom, there may be some clues. At that time, as long as we can confirm that there may be special buildings below, then the normal excavation and construction can continue in a positive way.

"Is there anything else?" Asked Zhang Yanfeng. It means he's going away.

"You can't help me with my business."

Zhou Ze said with a smile, for example, why do you dream of "overflowing with essence", and even the escaping evil spirit can make the white Yingying drunk in the past.

"Then I'll go first." Zhang Yanfeng got up and picked up the paper bag on the tea table.

"By the way, team Zhang." Zhou Ze shouted.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yanfeng looks back at Zhou Ze.

"Has your family ever been a soldier?" Zhou Ze tried to organize his words as much as possible, "your grandfather or your grandparent generation?"

"What do you mean?"

"That is to say, maybe the victims there may have relatives. As you know, kinship may also become a kind of fetter;

and this fetter can sometimes even surpass the distance between life and death."

Zhou Ze thought of the old man who was killed by himself in the Confucian temple. The old man served in the Confucian temple for many years in order to pray for his descendants.

"I don't know. I have to ask."

"Including the special missing." Zhou added.

"You say that there are my elders in the prison, but since they are my elders, why add a chain to them?" Asked Zhang Yanfeng.

"But for them, the chain is a beautiful symbol. If your elders like you, they will put this on you?

It's like giving you a candy bar or a life lock. "

Zhang Yanfeng was silent for a while and left.

Zhou Ze continued to lie on his side on the sofa with his feet up and fell into another kind of meditation.

That is, if Zhang Yanfeng can be said to have a relative or elder of his own died in that prison, so the chain will finally fall on him,

What about himself?

Just because I'm a ghost, and I happen to be in the police station,

so I'm chained?

Really,

is that so?

Thinking about it, Zhou Ze suddenly felt a little chest tightness. He stood up, pushed open the bookstore door, walked out, and stood on the street in the middle of the night.

The air is filled with light moisture, and the rain is falling.

Oh,

it's going to rain,

no wonder it's so stuffy.

Zhou Ze continued to stand in the rain and lit a new cigarette.

The rain began to fall more and more heavily, from the beginning of the patter to the "Hula" majestic.

Zhou Ze reaches for his head and decides to go back to the bookstore first.

However,

the whole person almost fell down because of his staggering figure when lifting his feet.

It's so heavy at the foot,

it seems that something is locked and can't be lifted at all.

Zhou Ze lowered his head in surprise, and found that on his own feet,

locked a foot chain. What's the matter,

how?

……………………

The old man took a sniff and went downstairs. He had just slept for a while, but he had a cold. He poured down a glass of hot water to drink to warm his body. It was the boss who made the second floor so "cool". The effect of the refrigeration has not completely dissipated up to now.Before that, he heard Xu Qinglang sneeze when he went upstairs. Obviously, he couldn't stand the aftertaste of this kind of natural artificial refrigeration.

"Oh."

The old man slowly drank the hot water and looked at the white warbler sitting on the sofa

Bai Yingying nodded, reached out and stroked the boss's face, saying:

"the policeman fell asleep as soon as he left. The boss should be really tired."

"Hey, hey, I'm not tired. I'm almost drained by you."