Doomsday Wonderland

When walking out of the newspaper building, Deng Yilan lost her footing on the steps and fell down. Her tailbone hit the ground with a muffled sound, sending a sharp pain to her brain.

She panted and sat on the ground for a few seconds, feeling dizzy. When she was thrown to the ground, her calf was scratched and bleeding. She looked up and found that the people nearby were turning to look at her. When they saw her looking over, everyone turned and left.

Deng Yilan has not cried for many days, and now her eyes are dry and there are no tears. This was the fourth media outlet she asked, and she came up with nothing like before. No one could tell her what the Twelve Realms were or who requested the advertisement. The staff didn't seem to know, and they were all a bit vague. If she asked in depth, they would be impatient or even angry.

There were several foreign media outlets on the list, and Deng Yilan had given up hope on them.

...You have to go, too.

Otherwise, what should she do?

When Deng Yilan got up from the ground, she heard her cell phone ringing in her bag and was startled. This may be a sales call. Since Han Jun's death was concluded, there are not many people contacting her now. Her parents have also returned home. I don't know that she hasn't gone to work recently.

She picked up an unfamiliar number. "Hello?"

"Miss Deng, right?" On the other end was a female voice with a very aggressive tone. She didn't even say hello, as if she wished she could push her with her voice. "What's the name of...Hanjun you are looking for? He is your husband, right?"

At that moment, Deng Yilan thought that she had been dreaming before, but in fact Han Jun was not dead.

When his name was spoken by a living person, it was as if he had been brought back, especially since there was no word like "sorrow" in this sentence, which was proof that he was always alive. She was in a trance for a moment and forgot to answer. The woman said again: "I saw the missing person notice you posted!"

A basin of cold water was poured down, and Deng Yilan was jolted back to reality. "Yes, but..."

"I have something important to tell you, face to face."

"well--"

Deng Yilan wanted to know what happened after he disappeared so much that she hurriedly reported the address of a coffee shop next to her community. She rushed home as soon as she hung up the phone, her heart pounding so hard that she couldn't even breathe peacefully - what on earth did Han Jun do?

She waited in the coffee shop for fifteen minutes and tore five or six sugar wrappers into a mountain-like pile of crumbs. The woman called again: "I'm at the door of your community, come here."

Deng Yilan returned to the gate of the community, looked from a distance, and saw a woman with a bandage on her head, followed by two men. One of them spotted her, pointed at Deng Yilan and said something. The woman with the injured head immediately strode over and shouted: "Miss Deng?"

"It's me...are you?"

Two men and one woman surrounded her in the center. "I've been looking for your husband for a long time. Look," the woman, who was similar in age and stature, pointed to the bandage on her forehead and said angrily, "This is what he did."

It took Deng Yilan a long time to come to her senses. "Did Han Jun hit someone?"

"Why are you pretending that you don't know? I wanted to go on a cruise ship, but my husband attacked me!" The injured woman became angrier as she spoke, and got closer and closer, spitting on her face. "He knocked me unconscious, my head hit the wall, and my boat ticket was taken away - as a family member, you tell me what to do!"

"How is that possible? Why did he hit you..."

When Deng Yilan said this, she suddenly lost her temper. She remembered that she once said on the phone, "I have to buy the ferry ticket first." Hanjun replied to her at that time, "You don't have to worry about it, just come and I will get the ticket for you."

So, it turns out he was the one beating people up to steal the tickets.

Call her surprised, she was indeed surprised; but deep down in her heart, she felt that this seemed like something Han Jun could do. It's not that he is violent, but when he wants to solve a problem, the rules and regulations formed by legal conventions seem to be unable to stop him.

"I called the police at that time, and now you can find out if you check the records. I'm not talking nonsense!" Seeing that her attitude became lowered, the injured woman's voice became louder and louder: "Let your husband come out, medical expenses, mental losses You have to compensate me for all the expenses and lost work time, otherwise I will call the police now."

"But...he is already dead."

The woman paused, not sure whether she was surprised or disbelieving, but immediately said: "Then you will pay for it!"

Deng Yilan has always been honest and honest all her life, but the first time she encountered this kind of thing, her mind had already become a mess. In the next half hour, she only remembered her ears buzzing from the shouts of the other three people, and the fear that arose after asking about the compensation figure - she had not gone to work, and if she had to withdraw her savings again With so much coming out, what will she do next to continue looking for clues to Han Jun's death? Her parents would never pay her to "goof around".

She tried to cut off the price a little, but the other party said: "Am I a rich person? My medical expenses are all borrowed. Doesn't the borrowed money require interest? The interest is compounded. Do you know how much you owe? Isn't that right? You have to pay for it, right? Not a penny less."

What Deng Yilan didn't expect was that the three people refused to leave until the two parties reached an agreement. They just followed her back home. One man reached out to block the door, and another man pushed her and squeezed her in. The three of them all came in with a roar. They occupied the entire sofa, and without even asking, the two men took out peanuts from under the coffee table and ate them, spitting the peanut shells all over the floor.

Deng Yilan was so angry that her hands were shaking, but she knew that Han Jun was in the wrong. Even her accusations were soft words such as "My husband is wrong, but you can't do this" and "This is my home, you have no right to come in." She herself After hearing this, I felt unconfident.

At around 11 o'clock at night, seeing that the three people refused to leave, she finally couldn't help but call the police.

"They didn't beat you or scold you, right? You were injured by your husband, and it's up to you to make compensation privately. It's only natural that you should actively negotiate and resolve it. If it makes a big fuss, it will also be bad for the reputation of the deceased. Why don't you think about it? A young man wearing glasses came and educated her, "If you hurt someone, you have to pay for it. Who told you to be his wife?"

It was half past twelve when the injured woman couldn't sit still.

She yawned a few times and sent messages on her phone for a while. She raised her head and asked the two men: "I'm still injured. It's too late. Otherwise..."

"It's okay, sister, you go back first." A man who was playing with his mobile phone said without raising his head, "Let's take a look here."

The other one was watching TV, legs spread wide open, and said: "We are quite comfortable, we can stay here for a week."

Deng Yilan almost jumped up on the spot - leaving her alone with two strange men who didn't look like serious people in the middle of the night? But she knew very well that none of the three people present would listen to her. Seeing the woman carrying her bag and about to leave, she felt like her chest was about to explode, but she couldn't even think of a way to solve the problem. Her blood was pounding and she couldn't even feel that she was standing on the ground. .

Before the woman opened the door, she suddenly looked back at her, an indescribable look flashed across her face, and she turned back hastily.

It was this glance that flashed a light in Deng Yilan's mind.

"Where did you see it?" she shouted hurriedly.

The woman turned her head and asked: "...what?"

"You said you saw the missing person notice. Where did you see it?"

The woman pursed her lips. "I don't remember. I saw it on the street anyway."

"Did you leave the notice?"

"Who wants to keep that kind of thing?" The woman became impatient, opened the door and left, slamming the door behind her.

Deng Yilan stood in the living room and did not move for a long time. After standing blankly for a while, she looked back at the two men on the sofa and said hoarsely: "...I want to clean up and go to bed."

"Go to sleep," a man said with a playful smile, "Tell us specifically, what do you mean?"

In the past, Deng Yilan would have flushed with anger, but now she felt empty in her chest and could no longer arouse anger. She turned around and went back to the house. When she came out again, she had a hair tie on her head that she used to wash her face. She had changed into pajamas and had a pair of slippers on her feet.

Wearing pajamas, Deng Yilan swept the floor silently, poured the garbage into the bucket, and took out the garbage bag. She went into the kitchen again, picked up another bag of garbage, and walked toward the door.

"where did you go?"

"Take out the trash," she said expressionlessly, opening the door. "You'll attract insects if you stay overnight."

The two men looked at her for a few times, but no one was too lazy to get up and throw out the trash for her. I'm afraid these people are all hired to do this kind of thing, and the motivation of money is not enough for them to be a thorough and meticulous villain - at least, that's what Deng Yilan hopes.

"Go back quickly and leave the door open."

Deng Yilan just breathed a sigh of relief, but she was so nervous that her hands and feet started to tremble. She entered the corridor, hurriedly threw away the bag of garbage in her hand, clutched another black plastic bag, and pressed the elevator button. While waiting for the elevator, she deliberately coughed loudly a few times to let the two men know that she was still there. As soon as the door opened, she hurried in and pressed the close button.

When she rushed out the door and got into a taxi, the driver looked back at her several times, as if he was suspicious of her wearing pajamas and slippers. "Go to Tongdi Pier," she took out her wallet from the black plastic bag and gestured, her voice trembling: "I have money to pay, please hurry up!"

Deng Yilan really had nowhere to go. There were some small hotels over there at Tongdi Pier where she could stay for a night. There was nothing valuable at home, and even if those household appliances were lost, she wouldn't feel bad at all.

She got out of the car and walked around outside the pier in a daze. Ever since Han Jun was cremated, she had always wanted to come over and take a look, but she didn't dare to.

Now in despair, she first thought of Tongdi Pier. It seemed that after so long, Han Jun was still waiting for her on the pier.

There is actually a missing person notice posted on the pillar, which has not been torn off after so many days. In the cold night wind, Deng Yilan took out a thin jacket from the garbage bag and put it on her pajamas to make herself look more or less normal. She didn't mind being dirty, so she sat down under the pillar with the missing person notice. Her toes were so cold that she curled up in her pink slippers. There was still a dull pain in her tailbone, but she felt a rare sense of peace of mind.

She always feels at ease wherever Han Jun is around.

Unexpectedly, at such a late hour, there were people who had just come out from get off work at Tongdi Pier. When Deng Yilan heard the voice, she was shocked and realized where she was again - she looked up and saw several men and women wearing employee uniforms walking out.

"It's so late today again," a woman complained, "I work overtime every day without getting a raise..."

"I won't be so busy next month. It's off-season," her colleague said calmly.

"Go back and eat some instant noodles before going to sleep..."

"Wow, I was shocked... This woman can't be a lunatic..." This is what someone whispered when passing by Deng Yilan.

When a young girl passed by the pillar, her eyes lingered on the missing person notice for a while.

That was not a look out of pure curiosity. Besides, this paper had been posted for so long. She went to and from get off work every day, so she should have stopped being curious.

Deng Yilan's heart was tightly grasped by a thought, and she slowly stood up. She was trembling all over, and the black plastic bag made a rustling noise in her hand.

The young girl quickly walked a few steps faster and walked past her.

"You have met my husband, right?" Deng Yilan asked in a trembling voice.

The young girl stopped and slowly turned her head. doomsday paradise