When he got home, the first thing he did was to get under the quilt and hide inside shivering. After a while, he nervously blocked the door with the table and other heavy objects, fearing that the ghostly man would come.
Find him.
Before that, Chen Zhi absolutely believed that the world was materialistic. He used to hate those things that were talked about by gods. Even when he saw the body of Teacher Guo, he thought it was just a planned murder. This world
There are no ghosts at all.
But when he saw the ghostly figure in the duty room, his world view was overturned. That thing was definitely not a human being, but what was it? Was it the teacher Guo who came to work the next day? Or was it this Guo
Is the teacher a ghost himself?
When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on his face, Chen Zhi felt much better. Human beings are such animals. No matter how unacceptable the things you encounter are, time will slowly calm you down.
The first thing he did was to call her mother. Chen Zhi didn't have any relatives, and the only relative he could rely on was his mother.
The phone went through, and his mother's voice came over there.
"What's the matter?" Chen Zhima asked coldly.
When Chen Zhi heard his mother's voice, he felt a little excited.
"Mom! Let me tell you, something happened to me and I don't know what to do. I'm very scared." Chen Zhi was a little incoherent.
"Is there anything else?" The voice on the other side was still cold.
"No, I..." Chen Zhi was speechless for a moment.
"Beep! Beep! Beep!" The other party hung up.
"Sure enough, it's still like this." Chen Zhi sighed heavily. He had long been used to his mother's indifferent attitude towards him.
Chen Zhi looks a lot like his mother, otherwise Chen Zhi would really wonder if she was his biological mother. As long as Chen Zhi can remember, his mother has been very cold to him. After the divorce, she has less contact with Chen Zhi, but her mother comes on time every week
He came over to help Chen Zhi clean the room. Sometimes he would go to the nursing home to see Chen Zhi's father, but he never went with Chen Zhi. Chen Zhi often resented his mother and thought she was selfish. Later he thought, maybe her mother
I'm so tired of this home.
Chen Zhi quickly made a decision and called the police.
Yes, the police must be called. He must know what is going on. From a common sense analysis, this is simply impossible. That Teacher Guo is real and his body is in the cellar. There is no doubt about that.
According to the evidence, the cause of death should be the car accident.
But under normal circumstances, if there is a car accident, the people in the car should call an ambulance immediately. Why would they throw him into the cellar? Unless it was murder. Yes, Chen Zhi was definitely murder. At that time, Teacher Guo
What on earth did he ask himself to do there? Who came to work instead of Teacher Guo later? Most importantly, what exactly was that ghostly figure? Chen Zhi now has too many questions that need to be answered.
Chen Zhi first dialed 110 and described the general situation to the female police officer who answered the phone. After hearing this, the policewoman seemed to find it funny and told Chen Zhi to go to the local police station to report the crime.
Chen Zhi washed his face first. When he saw himself in the mirror, he was startled. His face was gray and his eyes were dark. The fright last night made him look as haggard as a ghost.
Chen Zhi took the remaining two hundred yuan with him and went to the police station on Qian Street.
When Chen Zhi walked into the police station, two policemen were leaning on their chairs and breathing heavily. When they saw Chen Zhi coming in, they looked him up and down and asked, "Hello, what can I do for you?"
Chen Zhi muttered: "I, I'm here to report a murder case."
The two policemen were startled and asked eagerly: "When? Where did you see it?"
"Fifteen years ago, my math teacher was killed, and his body was found in an abandoned factory in the suburbs. Later, I..." Chen Zhiyue said in a soft voice. He didn't believe what he said now.
The tense expressions of the two policemen relaxed. One policeman looked at Chen Zhi with the eyes of a mentally ill patient, smiled and said to the other policeman: "It's been a drama all day long." He got up and went to reheat the cup.
Water.
Another policeman suppressed a smile and said to Chen Zhi: "Oh, the teacher is dead? Are you sad?"
"It's not very sad, it's been fifteen years," Chen Zhi replied.
"If you're not sad, just go home. Why did you come to us?" the policeman asked.
"I suspected he was murdered, so I came to call the police." Chen Zhi felt like a fool.
"It turned out to be murder. It's really scary. Then how did you know? He entrusted you with a dream on Teacher's Day?" The smile on the policeman's face could no longer be concealed.
Chen Zhi's eyebrows suddenly stood up, and he said loudly: "I found a corpse. It's true. It's in the cellar of the Youth Forging Complex in the suburbs. You will know when you go and take a look." Chen Zhi's expression was very special.
serious.
The policeman stopped smiling, lowered his head, thought for a moment, and said, "Then tell me the general story of what happened."
Chen Zhi told the story in detail, trying to use a trustworthy tone, because he knew that the matter was so incredible. But he did not talk about the ghost man. He did not want the police to treat him as a madman and wait until the body was found.
It's not too late either.
After listening to this, the policeman said, "Are you sure you didn't drink too much or have a dream last night?"
Chen Zhi said: "I'm sure not. I hope you will follow me to the scene immediately."
The policeman went to another policeman, whispered a few words, and took Chen Zhi into a police minivan and drove to the suburbs.
In the police car, the two policemen did not ask him too many questions, but chatted with each other. Chen Zhi lowered his head and thought about what happened last night.
When the police car drove a few kilometers into the suburbs, he heard a policeman shouting: "Look, what is that?" Chen Zhi heard the sound and looked up, and was shocked. Right at the location of the abandoned factory, a wave of
Black smoke rose into the sky.
"It's a fire," another policeman said loudly.
"It's a fire. The factory is on fire!" Chen Zhi's eyes widened and he couldn't believe what he saw in front of him.
The police hurriedly drove forward. After arriving at the fire scene, Chen Zhi was the first to rush down. The fire had basically been extinguished. Several fire trucks were parked near the fire scene, and there were firefighters and fierce smoke everywhere, which made me choke.
People kept coughing. Many farmers from the suburbs were watching. Someone in the crowd said: "Why is there a fire? This factory has been abandoned for a long time. It is indeed haunted."
Chen Zhi stood dumbfounded among the chattering crowd, unable to say anything. The two policemen turned around and looked at Chen Zhi in unison, their eyes full of suspicion.
Chen Zhi's next days were quite difficult. Two policemen took him directly from the fire scene to the Public Security Bureau. In the next few days, he seemed to have entered a spinning world, with spinning people everywhere.
He was interrogated harshly and offered good advice. The questions were basically the same every day.
"Why did you set the fire?"
Chen Zhi told everything and tried his best to explain. But the police told him that they went to the warehouse and it was burned to a complete mess. There was a cellar, but there were no bodies at all.
Chen Zhi was unable to explain himself and was on the verge of mental breakdown. In the end, the police did not have any definite evidence.
On the morning of the third day, an older policeman came over and said to Chen Zhi, "Do you have any relatives? Ask him to pick you up."
Chen Zhi said: "Yes, my mother"
The police went out to make calls, and about two hours later, Chen Zhima's mother came.
Chen Zhi’s mother had very short hair, a plain face and no makeup, and walked in with a cheap handbag. The police first called her mother to educate her for a while, saying that Chen Zhi was highly suspected and could not leave her home for the time being.
City, etc.
Chen Zhi's mother agreed one by one, said some kind words, and led Chen Zhi away.
On the way home, Chen Zhi and her mother walked in tandem, and her mother never looked back at him.
Chen Zhi said: "Mom, I'm sorry."
Her mother didn't speak.
Chen Zhi added: "Mom, let's go home and have a meal together. I have something to tell you."
His mother still didn't speak.
Chen Zhi was silent for a long time. When he reached a fork in the road, Chen Zhi spoke again, his voice a little hoarse. He said: "Mom, I encountered something these past two days. One of my elementary school teachers..."
"Shut up and get out!" Chen Zhi's mother turned around and gave Chen Zhi a fierce look, her eyes piercing Chen Zhi's face like ice, and left without looking back.
Chen Zhi stood there like a wooden sculpture, motionless. He felt as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water from head to toe, and his heart was frozen to the core.
After so many days and so much suffering, Chen Zhi did not shed a single tear. But when his mother left him after leaving those words, he cried. He stood there with tears like broken threads.
The beads fell down with a crackle. He felt that his spine was crushed. What had he done wrong? Without the protection of his father, without the care of his relatives, even his mother, who should be the closest to him, treated him as an enemy.
Maybe he really shouldn't live in this world, maybe he really should die.
In the days after Chen Zhi returned, he lay at home like a dead man. Gou Shifei found out about Chen Zhi's detention out of nowhere, and gloated about it everywhere, saying that Chen Zhi had been caught stealing and had been arrested.
The Public Security Bureau investigated and arrested him and sent him to jail in a few days. People in the community spread the news that Chen Zhi was like his alcoholic father and was hopeless. Liu Xiaohong came to see him several times and gave him a few gifts.
The next meal, Chen Zhi was too lazy to talk to her and just stared blankly at the ceiling. Liu Xiaohong sat next to him and shed tears several times.