Fang Chao stared at the dark building where Shen Fei disappeared and sighed: "Shen Fei, Shen Fei, did you really not see that person? Or do you have some reason to protect that person..."
The night was as dark as ink, and the silvery and cold moonlight spilled into the house through the clear windows and onto the blue bed quilt.
The person under the bed quilt had her eyes closed tightly, her body was twisting uneasily, big beads of sweat dripped from her forehead along her chubby cheeks, her lips were trembling constantly, Keep shouting: "Who! Who is it! Who is behind the door!"
There was a whoop and a shrill scream, and the eyes that had been trapped in a nightmare suddenly opened.
There was a soft beep, and the dim desk lamp turned on. Looking at the dim desk lamp, Fang Chao finally calmed down a little. He saw her lying weakly on the bed. At this time, her pajamas were soaked with cold sweat, and her face looked pale. It was also frighteningly white, so one can imagine that she must have had a terrible dream.
With a squeaking sound, her bedroom door shook, and along with it was Fang Chao's throbbing heart, his eyes staring at the door in fear.
The bedroom door was gently opened. Mother Fang walked up in her pajamas, sat in front of her daughter's bed, gently held her daughter in her arms and asked with great concern: "Chao'er, what's wrong? I have a nightmare. Yet?"
"Well, Mom, I'm sorry to wake you up. I'm fine. You can go to bed quickly." After finding a trace of warmth in his mother's arms, Fang Chao sat up and pushed Fang's mother towards the door. Go, push Fang Ma out of the door, tilt his head and pretend to smile: "Mom, go to bed quickly, don't catch a cold." Then Fang Chao closed the bedroom door and leaned on the back of the door. The wet pajamas were now pressed against the cold back of the door, and Fang Chao felt a shiver run down his spine.
Thinking of that terrible dream, her face became uneasy again, so she quickly ran to the bed, took out the phone book from the bedside table, flipped through the page starting with the letter x, searched for a name, and dialed. After the beeping sound, a woman's soft voice came from the microphone: Hello, I am Charmaine Shih, who are you looking for?"
"Teacher Xue, I am Fang Chao..." After Fang Chao heard the teacher's voice, his eyes immediately became moist, as if he had found something safe.
‘Oh, it’s Chaochao. What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare when you called the teacher so late?’ Charmaine Xue’s voice was still so soft, showing her concern for her classmates without any concealment.
"Teacher Xue, I can't sleep. I'm scared. I want to talk to you tomorrow." Facing this new teacher who just entered Xingcheng Middle School and taught the third grade of high school, Fang Chao still had a great impression. Not only because she is young, beautiful and extremely smart, but also because she was also a student of Xingcheng Middle School, about five or six years older than her. In her eyes, Teacher Xue is like a doting sister. Just like a big sister.
Charmaine Siu smiled and said, "Okay, the teacher will treat you to a big meal tomorrow at noon. Tomorrow is the day when wages are paid, so we can have a big feast." The conversation with the classmates without any gap made Charmaine Siu happy. She has gained a lot of popularity among students, and she is secretly listed as the most popular female teacher among the female students of Xingcheng Middle School.
Although he was separated by a cold microphone, Fang Chao still felt Charmaine Xue's approachable and warm feeling like a neighbor's big sister. Fang Chao held the microphone tightly to his ears and said in an apologetic tone:
"Teacher Xue, thank you. I'll wait for you tomorrow. I'm sorry that I called you so late to disturb your rest."
A hearty and charming laugh came from the microphone, 'It's okay, Mr. Xue, I don't have a boyfriend yet. I'm used to staying up late alone. I usually go to bed late. You go to bed quickly. See you tomorrow.' "See you tomorrow."
,Bye, good night, Teacher Xue." Fang Chao reluctantly put down the phone at this time. After talking to Charmaine Xue on the phone, the fear in her heart was also diluted a lot, but the terrible dream still lingered in her heart, and she always
She couldn't forget the black shadow that flashed from behind at that moment... Who was that black shadow? Could it be that it killed Yingying? Because of doubts in her heart, she didn't tell everything she saw during the day.
Tell the police, but keep something inconspicuous but very confusing.
She did not turn off the light, because as soon as the light was turned off, the dream would suddenly appear in her mind, and it seemed that as soon as the light went out, the black shadow would suddenly open the door to her room.
Not only did the lights in Fang Chao's bedroom stay on, but there were also lights in many rooms in Nanyang City, including the home of Bureau Li, the head of the Nanyang City Public Security Bureau.
In the living room, Ling Fan and Director Li were sitting face to face, while Mo Qiu was sitting between them. From time to time he looked at his father who was puffing away his breath, and from time to time he frowned at Ling Fan who was staring at him intently.
Looking at her father's unyielding look like a hunting dog, she was curious as to why this boy who was two or three years younger than her was so mysterious. Sometimes he was joking like a little boy, sometimes he was as sharp as an experienced detective, and sometimes he was so mysterious.
Like a hound waiting for orders to bite.
When the last puff of smoke was exhaled from Director Li's mouth and the last trace of ashes fell from the cigarette butt, Ling Fan finally spoke: "Director Li, I think you need to give me a reasonable explanation as to why you don't allow me to investigate the case alone.
, why do you insist on letting me leave Nanyang City? If you can't give me an answer, I won't leave here, because there is only one person who can let me leave, and that is Fang Tou, unless you persuade him personally.
"
"Ling Fan, why are you talking to my father!" Mo Qiu has never seen a young policeman dare to talk to his father like this, and the other person is a 'temporary police officer' in name only.
Director Li didn't seem to mind Ling Fan's directness. Instead, he waved at his daughter with some appreciation and smiled: "Qiuqiu, go and make two cups of coffee. I don't want to add sugar to mine. I have two packets of creamer. Look at Ling Fan."
What kind of things do you need?"
Mo Qiu opened her big eyes. She thought he would give Ling Fan a beating, but she didn't expect that he would ask her, his precious daughter, to make coffee for him. So Mo Qiu responded like a machine, and then turned to him with a stern face.
Ling Fan said coldly: "Hey, what do you want? Do you want to add sugar?!"
"Three tablespoons of sugar, three packets of creamer, thank you." Ling Fan changed his face to a cheerful expression and snapped his fingers.
Three tablespoons of sugar, three packets of creamer!
Ling Fan's request made Mo Qiu's eyes, which were already as big as sweet apricots, even more exaggerated: "Oh my God! You are not afraid of being sweet to death!"
Ling Fan shrugged and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm used to it. I'm a person who often uses my brain. If I don't often add some sugar to replenish energy, my brain will be very tired and rusty."
"But you have to know that this kind of sugar is not that kind of sugar. Eating too much of this kind of sugar will increase the burden on the gastrointestinal tract!" This was the first time Mo Qiu showed his medical knowledge, which made people usually think that she was a bossy little girl.
Ling Fan was a little surprised.
"It doesn't matter, Qiuqiu, just follow Ling Fan's request." Obviously Bureau Li wanted Mo Qiu to leave as soon as possible, so he waved his head and said with a smile.
Mo Qiu glanced at her father and then at Ling Fan. She always felt that the two of them were mysterious, but she still had to listen to her father's words, so she hurried to the kitchen, and immediately there was a banging sound in the kitchen.
After hearing the sound, Ling Fan frowned slightly, thinking that this girl is too frizzy to put salt into her coffee as sugar. If she didn't know better, she would have thought someone was prying into the kitchen refrigerator to steal food.
"Actually, it's been a long time since this happened. I originally thought I would forget it, but that day when I heard your "Grudge of the Seven Sons", I remembered the incident that had been buried in my life for nearly twenty years.
Nightmare." Director Li leaned his head on the arm of the sofa as he spoke, looked up at the ceiling above his head, stared at it without blinking, and said slowly: "Twenty years ago, I was just a police officer who had just graduated.
A little policeman who graduated from school, and at that time I was a little policeman in the area of Xingcheng Middle School, which was under my responsibility. At that time, I especially liked a girl with a ponytail, a white T-shirt, and purple jeans, although I didn’t know
Her name, but every time I see her smile, I feel full of energy, even though I know it is impossible for me and her, because although I was young at the time, I was still twenty-six years old, and she was just a
I was a female student in my twenties, so at that time I just put myself in the perspective of a big brother.
Every day at work, every morning meeting, every evening goodbye, she always gives me a fresh and beautiful smile. When everything becomes a habit, if this smile suddenly disappears, it will make people feel particularly uncomfortable. That is a
In the afternoon that was approaching dusk, I was still patrolling near Xingcheng Girls' High School as usual. Because all the girls studying here were young girls, this place was a key patrol target. But the dusk that day had passed, and I still hadn't waited there.
I put on a smile, and just when I was doubting, someone suddenly ran up to me in panic and told me that something happened!
It turned out that a raging fire broke out in a vocal music room of Xingcheng High School. By the time I got there, the fire had already reached the sky, and the merciless flames were devouring the entire vocal music room like a demon. At this time, a teacher next to me knelt down in front of me.
I cried uncontrollably next to me, and then someone told me that seven of the teacher’s most proud female students were caught in the fire. Because the fire was too fierce, many people wanted to rush in to save the students, but they were forced back by the fire...
At that moment, my heart hurt like a knife. I had a terrible and ominous premonition. I didn't dare to think about it. But later, my premonition came true. Later, my colleague took the seven girls'
Like a photo archive, I accidentally found her inside. She was one of the seven people. This was the first time I saw her so clearly. She in the photo was just like her in real life, beautiful and quiet.
And her academic performance was excellent. If nothing else happened, she would definitely be a recommended student, and the other six girls were equally excellent. In other words, a fire not only burned seven young lives, but also burned seven students in the school.