Ling Fan beat his head, which was still a little dizzy, but it was still useless. He found that he was still in a white space. The entire space could not tell the direction at all, and there was only endless white.
It's as white as white paper.
A long passage appeared in front of him. The passage was also white and kept extending forward. However, the passage seemed to be very long. Ling Fan could see through it with his eyes, but he still could not see the end of the passage.
"Go forward! Go forward and you'll see everything you want!"
Suddenly, a mysterious voice sounded in the white space. This voice seemed to have unspeakable magic power. Ling Fan felt that his body was moving forward as if out of control.
Every time he took a step forward, Ling Fan's head would feel more intense, the kind of pain that felt like thousands of needles pricking him. But even so, he still had no intention of stopping and kept moving forward.
Even he himself didn't know how much time he spent, but when he woke up again, he found that he had come to the end of the white passage, and there was a white door tightly closed at the end. Perhaps it was instinct.
Then, Ling Fan gently pushed the white door. With a squeak, the white door made a soft sound and then moved away a gap.
What will be behind the door? Is it heaven, hell, or an alien space that even he doesn't know clearly.
The sound of the door shaft twisting was heard, and the door was slowly pushed open. As the door opened, Ling Fan's figure gradually appeared. He stretched out his right hand to push, and his
But his eyes were tightly closed, as if he was making final mental preparations for Dong Ben who was about to appear behind the door.
Ling Fan slowly opened his eyes. What appeared in front of him was not heaven or hell, but another white space, but it was a different space. In the center of the entire space, there was a black
thing, covered by a wide black canvas.
When Ling Fan saw what appeared in front of him, his heart couldn't help but tremble. His footsteps once again walked forward uncontrollably and stopped in front of the black canvas.
He carefully pinched a corner of the black canvas, and then suddenly opened the entire canvas. A roaring sound was heard, and then a huge glass bottle appeared in front of Ling Fan, a human-shaped glass bottle.
, and then there was a strong medicinal smell.
There was a person soaked in the glass bottle, a strange person. He buried his head in his arms and his whole body was floating in the potion.
I don't know if it was an illusion or something, but Ling Fan felt the strange man in the bottle slowly raise his head, little by little.
However, every time the person in the glass bottle lifted up a little, Ling Fan's heart would throb. Finally, when the whole face of the person in the bottle appeared in front of his eyes, Ling Fan couldn't believe it.
What his eyes saw was because he saw himself in the glass bottle, and the person in the bottle turned out to be himself.
"Why, why is this happening, why am I put in a glass bottle?!" Ling Fan threw himself on top of the glass bottle and tried to free himself from it, but found that the glass bottle was extremely strong.
"Run! Run!" Ling Fan in the bottle suddenly opened his eyes and shouted towards Ling Fan in horror.
But Ling Fan couldn't hear it, because he only saw himself shouting anxiously in the bottle, but couldn't hear any sound. At this moment, Ling Fan suddenly felt something strange, and saw water suddenly oozing out from under his feet.
Come on, no, it's not water, it's formalin liquid that exudes a pungent medicinal smell.
Ling Fan screamed and wanted to run, but he found that his body had been surrounded by transparent but extremely strong glass, and he was actually put into a glass bottle.
The potion on the soles of his feet had risen to Ling Fan's waist. However, no matter how frantically he slapped and kicked the wall of the glass bottle, the solid glass wall remained motionless. At this time, the potion had spread to his neck, and the irritating smell had already reached his neck.
It was so aroused that his nose was about to rot, and then there was a grunt, and the potion poured over Ling Fan's entire head, and then came the heart-wrenching depression and discomfort, which was three times more uncomfortable than death.
The feeling, and then he gradually lost consciousness, and then his head fell into his arms, but at this moment, he saw a figure pushing open the door of the white space through the slits of his eyes that had not yet been completely closed, and
That person is none other than himself!
"No! Don't————————!" Ling Fan was horrified by what was happening and screamed. He found himself trapped in an action that would happen again and again, and the name of this white space
It means never to be reborn.
With a sudden movement, Ling Fan opened his eyes, but the first thing in front of him was still a terrible white color. After a burst of heart palpitations, Tian Yu's beautiful and concerned face appeared in front of him. At this time, Tian Yu could no longer
The usual indifference and indifference, but some are just worried: "Don't move, you have been fainting for a long time, do you feel better now?"
When Ling Fan realized that he was lying in the snow-white ward, he breathed a long sigh of relief. He raised his upper body and fell on the soft bed again. It turned out that everything was just a dream, but it was so shocking.
It was a dream that frightened me, and everything in the dream still made him feel palpitated until now.
"What are you thinking about?" Tian Yu asked, seeing that Ling Fan's expression was a little abnormal.
Ling Fan woke up from his memories and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just had a terrible dream. By the way, where are Xiao Yu and Senior Brother Hong?" After saying that, Ling Fan looked around.
For some reason, Tian Yu felt a strange feeling in her heart as soon as she heard Ling Fan mention Xiao Yu's name, a strange feeling that even she could not explain.
"Senior Brother Hong has returned to the police station, and Xiao Yu has gone to get you some medicine. He should be back soon," Tian Yu said.
While she was talking, she heard a rush of footsteps outside the ward door, and then she saw Xiao Yu pushing the door open and running in. She was also extremely surprised when she saw Ling Fan wake up.
"You finally woke up, but you don't know that Tian Yu didn't sleep a wink all night because of you!" Xiao Yu counted Ling Fan seriously.
"Oh, I actually fell asleep for so long?!" Ling Fan said in shock.
"Isn't that right? A day has passed since you fainted yesterday, and Tian Yu didn't sleep with you all night." Xiao Yu said.
"Sister Xiao Yu, you have such a long tongue, where is the medicine?" Tian Yu's face instantly turned red and she immediately changed the subject.
Xiao Yu stuck out his tongue at Tian Yu and said with a smile: "If I didn't say anything, how could I let this idiot know how good Tian Yu is? Hehe, the medicine is here." As he said that, Xiao Yu took a few boxes of medicine from behind.
come out.
Tian Yu took the medicine from Xiao Yu, took out a few pills according to the instructions, then handed it to Ling Fan and said, "Hey, take the medicine!"
Ling Fan looked at the two black eye circles on Tian Yu's beautiful face and couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. He quickly took the medicine Tian Yu handed him and said, "Okay, I'll take it!" In fact, for Ling Fan, he was the most
The thing he is afraid of is taking bitter medicine. This has been the case since he was a child. Whenever he was sick when he was a child, his brother would crush the medicine for him and then add some sugar before he would eat it. He thought of his brother, and then he thought of his brother.
When he saw Tianyu, he immediately felt an unusual feeling, a feeling that even he didn't know. He didn't know whether he loved Tianyu or something else.
Sometimes, some things cannot be explained clearly. Maybe it's not that it's not clear, but that the time to explain it clearly hasn't come yet, Ling Fan thought.
At this moment, Xiao Yu's cell phone rang. It was Hong Feng calling.
"Xiao Yu, how is Ling Fan?" Hong Feng asked.
Xiao Yu said with a smile: "He woke up and just took medicine. Although he seems to be a little depressed, it should be nothing serious."
'Really, that's great. Give him the phone quickly. I have something to tell him.' Hong Feng was very excited when he heard that Ling Fan had woken up.
Ling Fan took the phone from Xiao Yu's hand and turned on the receiver so that everyone in the room could hear. He put the phone on the table next to him and said with a smile: "Hey, Senior Brother Hong, why is it so urgent?
, I am seriously ill, I have to work as soon as I wake up, why don’t you let me live?"
"It's not that I'm in a hurry, it's that the bosses are in a hurry. Don't talk nonsense. The guy from the laboratory department just handed me the test results. I want to hear your opinion." Hong Feng's voice was a little strange. He usually always said
He looked stern and confident, but this time he looked a little flustered.
Ling Fan also sensed something strange about Hong Feng from his cell phone and said, "What is the result? Is there anything special about the oil in the pan? And that brown rag?"
Hong Feng paused for a moment, as if thinking about how to answer Ling Fan's question, and then said after a long time: "The oil in the oil pan is not strange, there are no chemicals, it is just a mixture of gasoline and ordinary oil, as for that piece
The brown rags, colleagues in the laboratory department said they were made of coarse hemp fibers with some aloe vera powder on them, and the coarse fibers were from a very old time, and they also found some blood stains on them.
Scientific instrument analysis showed that these blood stains were left on the cloth a long time ago, and there were faint images of some obvious parts of the human body. Based on the experience of an old inspector, he inferred that this piece of rag was...' Speaking of which
At that moment, the flood peak suddenly stopped, as if there was something unspeakable.
Ling Fan was so angry at Hong Feng that he said, "Senior Brother Hong, please stop being so secretive. Tell me what it is about!"
After a long time, Hong Feng's heavy voice came out from the mobile phone: 'He concluded that this worn rag is part of a shroud that is quite old!'