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"Don't worry, Director Hou, I am also a people's policeman. I also shoulder the responsibility of protecting people's lives and property from threats. I also represent the people." Zhou Xun stared at Hou Liangping's eyes without blinking.

, the words also echoed loudly in the huge office.

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"Hey, Xiaoliang, have you seen it? The lightning bolt above your building yesterday was on the news in our province, didn't you see it?" Before the confused Xiaoliang could sit firmly in his seat, Dongfang Rui said

He came forward excitedly and said.

"Wha...what? Has it been on the news?" Xiaoliang didn't react for a moment.

"It's not the first one or the last one, I forgot. Anyway, I remember it was broadcast very early." Lan Qing had just finished handing in her homework and walked over with her sleeves breezy.

"How nice of you, you study well and take care of your family well," Xiaoliang said calmly, "I read the words more than 3,000 times yesterday and I don't have time to read the news. Oh my God, ha--"

Xiaoliang said as he forced his eyelids to open and yawned.

"Ah... that's right," Dongfang Rui suddenly came over and lowered his voice and said, "You don't know, that guy named Mu who is causing trouble all day long outside the school seems to be crazy because of this. His brothers seem to be looking for

Who is he? He has been punished by God for doing bad things, and yet he goes to find others. Do you think there are any rules? I think his buddies should be punished by God together."

"That Mu Kun is not easy to mess with. Let's all stay away from him and go home as soon as possible after school in the morning." Lan Qing said seriously.

"Oh, that's right, adults all have two days off, why can we only have one and a half days off?" Dongfang Rui complained immediately.

"Okay, you guys stop talking, the teachers are here." Xue Jiao turned her head and said with dissatisfaction.

"Class starts so soon, where is my seatmate? She has never been late." Dongfang Rui muttered.

"When you two came back yesterday, her face didn't look good. She seemed to be very frightened. Hey, Xiaoliang, tell me the truth. Did you two really see Room 302 in the laboratory building?" Lan Qing looked at her.

asked solemnly.

Xiaoliang spread his hands helplessly: "I understand that you don't believe it, because when Teacher He Ping took us there, he indeed disappeared out of thin air. Don't talk about you, even myself...and Fang Zhuo...

…”

"Can you still get ready for class?" Before he could finish speaking, Tong Ze suddenly turned around and yelled.

Dong Mei, the Chinese teacher in front, was also startled. He glanced at Xiaoliang who was a little overwhelmed and said with a smile: "You are now famous in our school. Li Xiaoliang, you are not being honest here."

, why didn’t the police who came yesterday take you away?”

The whole class burst into laughter, except for Xiaoliang and Tongze who didn't laugh.

At this moment, a middle-aged man suddenly walked in from outside the door. He had slightly curly hair, a light mustache, and wore a slim-fitting black leather jacket, giving him a slightly ruffian coolness.

Son.

As soon as he came in, he started to look around with a piece of paper and pointed it at every child in the class.

"Hey, what are you doing? How did you get in?" The appearance of this person really caught the Chinese teacher Dong Mei off guard.

The man didn't say anything. With his other hand, he took out something like a certificate from his waist and showed it to the Chinese teacher. His eyes continued to scan the entire class.

"Isn't this Mu Kun's brother? Are you here to arrest someone so blatantly?" Dongfang Rui looked over from the back table and said.

"His brother? Can you please think through it? How old are you?" Lan Qing replied disdainfully and then suddenly lowered his head and poked Xiaoliang next to him, "Hey, hey, hey, Xiaoliang, please lower your head quickly.

He seems to be here to find you, hurry, hurry, he is coming, he is coming..."

Lan Qing's voice gradually became quieter as the man approached.

"You are Li Xiaoliang, right?" The visitor had already stood at his table, and then unfolded the ID he had just shown to the teacher in front of Xiaoliang. The bright red national emblem actually shone in seven colors under the sunlight outside the window.

"Well, yes, it's me..." Xiaoliang stood up and felt a little panicked.

"Don't be nervous. I'm Zhou Xun, a criminal police officer from the Changfeng detachment of Tianjin and Hong Kong. I want to find out something about the situation from you. Could you please give me some time?" Xiaoliang looked at the name and photo of Zhou Xun on his ID card, and he also

He left his seat a little doubtfully and walked to the middle aisle.

"Oh, Officer Zhou, you are so anxious, can't you wait for them to finish class before calling him out?" Teacher He Ping appeared at the door of the classroom panting, followed closely by Zhong Ping, the head teacher of Xiaoliang class.

"Some things must be implemented as soon as possible. Please cooperate with my work." After saying this, Zhou Xun walked out quickly, and Xiao Liang hurriedly followed after seeing this.

"So...am I speaking so well today?" Chinese teacher Dong Mei said slightly embarrassed.

The class burst into laughter instantly.

"Okay, you guys, have a good time in class!" He Ping said and walked out of the door quickly, followed by another burst of laughter.

"Stop laughing, why are you laughing? What's so funny!" Zhong Ping came into the class from behind and said sternly.

The class, including the Chinese teacher Dong Mei, suddenly fell silent, and the only thing that could be heard was the ticking of the clock on the wall.

"Is this right here?" Zhou Xun carefully observed the surrounding environment in front of the old laboratory building.

"Yes, we were here yesterday. Is there any problem?" Xiaoliang looked at the uncle's mottled face that was very inconsistent with his age.

"Well..." Zhou Xun thought for a while and then said, "Let's go in first. We'll talk about this later."

Along the dilapidated stairs, almost all the mosaics on the wall have fallen off. The dark cement stairs are covered with a thick layer of dust, and the footprints after stepping on them are smooth and shiny. It is not difficult to see how much wind and rain this place has gone through.

"This place is in such a state of ruin. Why don't your school be demolished? It takes up such a large area." Zhou Xun lightly touched the wall with his hand, and the mottled wall surface fell like snow flakes. He had a look of disgust on his face.

He patted the white ash on his hands.

"I don't know what the school is thinking. Maybe it hasn't thought about what to build." Xiaoliang said with a wry smile.

"Well, then there's no one here all year round?" Zhou Xun said softly as he walked, looking around at the surroundings where Xiaoliang thought there was almost no difference.

"No...uh..." Xiaoliang suddenly thought of the old man who kept dragging a nearly hairless mop between each floor. The school said he was an administrator suffering from a neurological disorder syndrome. Yesterday the police

I didn't find her when I came here, but the fact that she could go upstairs without going through the only staircase in the middle of the building still puzzled Xiaoliang.

But now facing this uncle who looked a bit ruffian and was not wearing a police uniform, Xiaoliang felt inexplicably safe, so he didn't want to say it and after thinking for a moment, he added: "There is indeed someone here.

And it should have been there for so many years."

"Oh?" Zhou Youyou turned his head, and his pair of eyelids that were originally drooping were now shining brightly, "Really? Let's talk about it."

"That's it..." Xiaoliang told Zhou Xun everything about the old man, including the fact that the old man hung the "302" sign on the door yesterday to point him in the direction.

"It's not that mysterious, Xiaoliang. Everything that seems incredible is just an appearance. Don't worry, today I'm going to see what's hidden under this appearance." After Zhou Xun said firmly, he stepped up the two steps and faced the opposite side.

The "3" floor sign with a missing nail on the wall and trembling slightly in the wind is particularly conspicuous on the honeycomb-shaped wall.

"It's... right here..." Xiao Liang's voice trembled together with the building sign.

"Don't worry, I have handled nearly a hundred cases, large and small, in Tianjin and Hong Kong. Many cases are difficult to understand on the surface, and sometimes I really feel that ghosts and gods are at work. But when the truth emerges, it is actually all

People are scary, don't be afraid." Zhou Xun said, touching the bright gun on his waist.

After hearing this, Xiaoliang felt a little relieved.

After exiting the stairs, we came to the dilapidated and dark corridor with nailed-down windows. The sunlight passed through the gaps between the wooden boards nailed on the windows, leaving dazzling light spots on the ground one after another. In contrast to these light spots,

The dark corridor seemed even darker.

"Just in front," Xiao Liang pointed to the end of the corridor as he walked, "This is 303. Our classrooms all have front and back doors. This is the front door, and this is the back door of 303. Then..." Xiao Liang raised his head and prepared.

When I continued the introduction, in front of the door that was supposed to be 302...

Although it was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers, the outline of this humanoid figure was particularly clear in Xiaoliang's eyes, not only because of the distance of about 5 meters, but more...

This figure left a deep impression on him.

Xiao Liang's back immediately felt a chill in the sweltering corridor. If Zhou Xun next to him hadn't helped his arm in time, he might have sat down on the ground.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Xun looked in the direction of his finger. He saw a figure kneeling in front of the door. His long hair was a little messy, and his upper body was leaning against the door. The man was praying.

From the light, one could vaguely see that she was a woman with disheveled hair. Judging from her body shape, she must be young, only a few years older than Xiaoliang.

"Who is there?" Zhou Xun's words just now may not have made her react, so this time he raised his voice, and pulled out a police long-handled flashlight from one waist and shined it with low light.

go.

Stimulated by the light and sound, the woman seemed frightened, sobbed violently and fell to the ground, and quickly backed away in panic.

"Xiao Xiaoxiao...Sister Xiaoying?" Through her messy long hair, Xiaoliang was surprised to find the pitiful face shown due to extreme pain, and he could see her at a glance.

That's Fu Ying.

"What? Do you know her?" Zhou Xun quickly turned off the flashlight and strode forward to pull up the girl who was kneeling on the ground.

Xiaoliang stepped forward and saw that her knees were bloody, and some parts were scabbed and covered with dust. It looked like she had been kneeling here for a long time.

"Xiao Liang? You...why are you here?" Sister Xiaoying's voice trembled as if she had discovered some ulterior secret.

"Me? Didn't you know that the police came to our school yesterday? They also specially investigated here. I was waiting at the school gate for a long time yesterday but I didn't see you?" Xiaoliang asked doubtfully.

"Oh, I didn't feel well yesterday, so I went home early. What...did something happen here?" Fu Ying asked with erratic eyes.

"I should ask you this, sister, why are you kneeling here crying? Do you know something?" Xiaoliang looked at Sister Xiaoying a little nervously. Her back just now impressed him so much, not because she was

She is Sister Xiaoying, but because of the scene she saw yesterday afternoon...

The figure that disappeared from the window in an instant!

"I...of course I know," Sister Xiaoying choked and wiped the tears on her eyelids, then pushed Zhou Xun aside, "I heard that the people inside died so miserably, so I felt very sorry for him, so

…”

"Do you believe me? The police who came yesterday opened the door. There was nothing inside. Let alone them. I didn't even believe my eyes." Xiaoliang looked at Sister Xiaoying in surprise, and couldn't believe it for a moment.

Accept her reasons.

"I saw my friend's death with my own eyes, so I will be very sensitive when I hear this. You won't understand." Sister Xiaoying patted the dust and fine gravel on her knees. The scratches on her knees were visible on her fair skin.

It is particularly dazzling against the skin.

"Let me help you go back. I remember you are... in the second and third classes of high school, right? I..."

"No need, I can go back by myself!" Xiao Liang was rudely interrupted by Fu Ying before he finished speaking, and then left a ruthless figure on Xiao Liang's back as he stood there blankly.

"She may be in a bad mood. She looks like she has been greatly stimulated. So let her calm down." Zhou Xun said, already taking off the seal on the door and then kicked it open with his legs.

The old wooden door.

"No...cough, cough, cough," Xiaoliang was choked by the musty smell in the room and coughed a few times before continuing, "I mean, Sister Xiaoying has no reason. We haven't seen each other for just one afternoon, why does she

…”

"Looking at your behavior, you are usually very close, right?" Zhou Xun walked into the house and kept catching any clues around him, but he kept chatting with Xiaoliang without any mention.

"Yes, she lives upstairs in my house and treats me like a real sister, but I have never seen her have such an attitude." Xiao Liang said to himself in confusion.

"Really?" Zhou Xun, after touring the entire house for a week, began to carefully observe several details, "By the way, I saw the record you left for the police at the police station in your jurisdiction. I said before that this room... is

Room 302, right? It should be an independent room, but when you come back again, this room will disappear, and this door will become the back door of 301, right?"

"That's right," Xiaoliang said, looking towards the door from time to time. He was not only worried about Sister Xiaoying who had just left, but also that mysterious old man. "I just thought that I was in this position, a test bed, and then in that

Above is the body of a... a foreigner, and it's..." Xiao Liang couldn't continue.

"Well, I've gone through yesterday's transcript in general. If you are indeed not hallucinating, then I will definitely be able to find some clues... For example, there should be three rows of cabinets here before."

Zhou Xun said, roughly describing the length, width and height of the cabinet.

"Yes, that's right. There are medicine bottles and other experimental equipment inside. How did you see it?" Xiaoliang was a little surprised.

"Not to mention that this building has not been visited by anyone for at least three to five years but has been deliberately cleaned so clean. The traces left by the things left behind are difficult to eliminate through normal cleaning. Come, take a look at this place. The depth of the color of the floor tiles

There is still some difference in color from the surroundings. This rectangle is darker, can you tell? There is also a groove here. If it is a wooden cabinet with this depth, it must have at least four layers, and it must be filled to leave such a deep groove.

Traces. There are bound to be scratches left on the cement floor during the dragging process around such a heavy cabinet. Hey, did you see the two white lanes over there? So if you guessed it correctly, there are not only three rows of cabinets here

, and it basically moved almost recently." Zhou Xun speculated while touching the dust on the ground with his hand.

"Really..." Xiaoliang squatted on the ground and looked at it for a long time but couldn't see the difference in color.

"If, as you said, the body was in this position, and you said it was cut into pieces, right? You also said it was like a slaughterhouse? If that's the case..." Zhou Xun took something out of his pocket

A flashlight with blue light looked around carefully, "That's really clean."

Xiao Liang stayed close to the wall without saying a word, deliberately avoiding the location of the previous test bench. It was obvious that he had not yet come out of the shadow of yesterday.

"It turns out that no one has come in for so many years. The floor tiles have been wiped so hard that people's shadows are reflected in them. This alone is abnormal." Zhou Xunzai carefully took photos of the ground but found nothing.

"Originally, I didn't believe in my own memory, and no one else believed in me or Fang Zhuo, so I tried hard to convince myself last night that it was an illusion. But today, uncle, you told me that it was true.

I...I really am..." Xiaoliang's eyes were still fixed on the test bench and his legs and feet were a little weak.

"Hey, here!" Zhou Xun's voice trembled with excitement, and he carefully illuminated the gap between the two floor tiles with the blue-purple light in his hand, "The cement used to bond this place has turned into sand. This

There is a reaction of human blood in the gap. Quick, go and get me something longer and thinner."

Xiaoliang took a general look at the location of the floor tiles, which was basically next to the experimental bench at that time, so he excitedly ran to the pile of debris on the side of the corridor outside the classroom to look for something hard and tough enough to use as a crowbar to lift the floor tiles.

, and during the search process, a rectangular sign placed lower than the debris caught his eye.

"This is..." Xiaoliang said to himself and suddenly pulled it out from underneath. The debris on it instantly collapsed and made a harsh sound that echoed throughout the corridor. But this did not make Xiaoliang feel any better.

Reaction, at this time, his attention was completely attracted by the obvious target "302".

This brand...

Actually came back here again.

"The evidence has been obtained, Xiaoliang," Zhou Xun strode out of the house, holding a broken floor tile in his dusty hands, "I found a fresh blood sample from this edge. With my

Judging from my experience, this is probably left in recent days, but the specific circumstances and the identity of the victim have to wait until I send it for examination."

"Really? I also have this. I think it can be used as evidence." Xiaoliang took out the sign in his hand.

"The brand '302'? This shouldn't have anything to do with the suspect. After all, it's been too long and it's very difficult to extract fingerprints." Zhou Xun glanced at it roughly and curled his lips.

"No, no, the old lady hung this sign on this door yesterday, as if to guide us, so we discovered this secret. And when we came back later, the sign had disappeared.

.I think it is very likely that the person who designed all this hid it." Xiao Liang explained seriously.

"What?!" Zhou Xun quickly took out a purple light from his pocket and illuminated the surface of the sign. Sure enough, half of a clear palm print among the messy fingerprints on it was clearly displayed in front of them. It could be preserved so completely in such a dusty place.

, definitely left over in the past few days, I can’t help but feel excited when I think of Zhou Xun.

Then he looked at Xiao Liang with a look of joy as if he had discovered a new world: "There is no such detail in the transcript I read last night, but it is really important to the case. These freshly graduated cucumbers should

I didn’t ask anything, all I asked was irrelevant things. And the old man you mentioned, I think it is necessary to find her now, I believe there are some more important clues from her mouth."

"She has been cleaning this completely dilapidated building with a mop with only two or three strips of cloth left, and she can go back and forth between the upper and lower floors without going through the central staircase. Do you think she also has super powers?" Xiao Liang's

He looked towards the other end of the corridor, where the faucet was still dripping water calmly into the cement sink, and the sound of pattering echoed clearly in the quiet corridor.

"Do you also have superpowers? Are there many people with superpowers around you?" Zhou Xun's tone was obviously disdainful.

A lot, a lot.

Can I say that the Avengers really exist? Moreover, Thor lives in my house. I guess no one would believe this kind of thing. Xiaoliang thought so.

The two of them walked to the end of the corridor, and Xiao Liang discovered that the back half of room 305 had been transformed into a small room similar to room 302. The glass of the broken wooden door had been pasted up with newspapers from the inside, and it had become yellow and warped through the

Looking through the edge of the newspaper, there is a simple iron frame bed with bunk beds, a wooden desk used in an early school, with simple daily necessities on it, and half a steamed bun with neat edges.

"It seems like she lives here," Xiaoliang kept wiping the glass to get a better look, "It looks like she hasn't lived here for a long time."

"She has been living here," Zhou Xun looked into the room from a higher gap, "and...she just left not long ago."

"The door is not closed, you can come in if you want."

An old voice suddenly sounded from behind. Zhou Xun reacted quickly. As soon as the sound of "door" came out, he instantly pulled out the pistol from his waist and got ready for battle.

(To be continued)