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When the traffic is sparse enough late at night, the wide road can reveal some of its own truths, the scars that are invisible to others under the various jostlings during the day.

Although I am a third-rate detective, based on my respect for this profession, I will give my best to every commission.

The easiest way to tell whether a girl is lying is to go to the unlit road at the right time and look for the underworld show in the advertisement.

Turn on the computer and search, Jiangcheng Lightless Road does exist.

In the mouths of Laojiangcheng people, this road has another very special name - "Screw Knot Top".

"Screw knot top" actually means "building corpses on top". During the Anti-Japanese War, this was the largest massacre in Jiangcheng. The dead were laid out layer by layer, and finally the corpses were piled as high as the roof. Neighboring residents said that street lights cannot be installed here at all. As soon as they are installed, they will go out the next day, either by someone or inexplicably.

The light bulb came out fine, but the tungsten filament inside was broken. No one dared to install a new light bulb. Even if I use a flashlight while walking in an alley, it will go out inexplicably. Any electric thing cannot be used in the alley at night, and motorcycles and battery carts have to be pushed.

People nearby generally don't go out at night. So if you meet someone at Screwtop at night - it may not be a person.

"A company opened in a place like this really deserves the name of its underworld show." Frankly speaking, I am a logic-oriented atheist. After an afternoon of data collection, I am even more certain that this is a bad prank.

"We'll see if it's true or not tonight." He put on his casual clothes, stuffed the advertisement and the electric anti-wolf device into his pants pocket, and rode to his destination.

The lightless road is in the old city. When I arrived here, it was already dark and there was drizzle in the sky.

"That's really unlucky." It's easy to injure yourself with an electric shock on a rainy day. If you meet a gangster, it will be embarrassing.

Wandering in the intricate alleys, with old buildings on both sides, the locals were very unfriendly to me, an outsider. They came up to ask, and as long as I mentioned the words "unlighted road", they would wave their hands and leave in a hurry.

Without any prompts, I wandered around like a headless fly until about ten o'clock in the evening and still couldn't find the legendary road without lights.

The rain became heavier and a mist appeared between the sky and the earth. I wanted to find a place to take shelter from the rain, but there was not even a decent shop in the surrounding alleys.

There are only a few storefronts, and there are paper houses of ghost horses and wreaths and shrouds in the store. They are obviously in the business of dead people.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and hide in the shroud shop. But what I didn't expect was that as soon as 11 o'clock passed, the shop owner turned off all the lights, lit two sticks of white wax and gave them to me. A black umbrella used when visiting a grave urged me to leave.

"These people are so weird." Standing in the rain holding a black umbrella, at a glance, there was no light in the entire alley.

"Road without lights?" I shivered for no reason. I walked alone for more than twenty minutes and got lost after going around and around. Just when I took out my mobile phone and prepared to call the police for help, I happened to see an old man on the other side of the road. Grandma waved to me.

"It's dark and rainy, why is she outside alone? Where is her family?"

The rain wet my grandma's clothes. The old man was alone and looked much more miserable than me.

She waved anxiously, and I quickly approached and held an umbrella for her, "Grandma, you..."

Lightning flashed across, and when I lowered my head, I saw my grandma's raised face, which was bloodless. The wrinkles crawling out from all directions were like folded bean skins, covering the entire old face.

"I've lost something, please help me find it."

The old man's voice was trembling, as if he was about to die. This was his last request before dying.

I forced myself to calm down, "Don't worry, what did you throw away?"

Grandma's cloudy eyes rolled to both sides: "I lost my little grandson in this alley."

She pointed to the dark road and limped toward it like a man possessed.

"Grandson? A living person?" I don't know why, but I thought of all the rumors about lightless roads on the Internet. I stared at the old man's back, and my hair stood up.

"It's impossible. The so-called ghosts, gods, and Buddhas all scare themselves. My current situation should be caused by the specific environment that triggers humans' instinctive reaction to uncertain events." The human body will produce a self-protection mechanism when facing danger, and It’s fear and avoidance.

"The reaction of the locals combined with the rumors on the Internet, as well as the grandmother in front of me, their behavior is weird, as if they are deliberately creating a scary atmosphere." I don't believe in evil, but I still think it is a prank. Nowadays, many variety shows are doing whatever they can to pursue ratings, and all kinds of heavy-flavored programs are emerging one after another. Maybe in a place I don’t know, there are more than a dozen cameras installed at this time to follow the whole process.

Thinking of this, my fear suddenly diminished. I held up the umbrella and entered the depths of the alley with my grandma at the same time.

After a long time, I had already lost my direction, but my grandma suddenly stopped while walking.

"My dear grandson, please don't run around next time..."

"Found it?" I was a little surprised. I followed the old man's gaze and slowly opened my eyes.

Lying on the cold steps was a rag doll that was soaked by the rain and was in tatters!

The old man picked up the doll affectionately, not caring about the mud and water stains, and being careful, as if he were treating a newborn baby.

"She, she is a madman?!" I actually ran with a crazy old lady for more than an hour in the rainy night!

"Oh, oh, ragdoll, don't be angry, I'm here to apologize to you. I shouldn't have lost my temper just now, and threw you to the ground with all my strength. Your new floral dress was soiled, and your face was covered with mud. It must still hurt, right? I'm so sorry! If your clothes are dirty, I'll pat them for you. If your face is dirty, I'll wash it for you. If it hurts, I'll rub it for you. From now on, we will never be separated."

The old man picked up the doll and sang nursery rhymes as he walked away. In addition to a wry smile, I also felt a little sympathy for the old man. He was over seventy years old, but he only had a tattered doll by his side.

Thinking of this, I chased after him and gave the old man the black umbrella in my hand: "It's raining heavily, please take the umbrella and go home quickly."

Grandma took the umbrella and was stunned for a moment.

"Be careful on the road, see you later." The rain wet my clothes, and I took shelter from the rain on the steps where I picked up the doll. This was a three-story building, and there was an old rain cover at the entrance of the corridor.

"I worked really hard for seventy yuan." I had no clue about the commission. I squatted on the ground and wanted to light a cigarette out of habit, but the moment the lighter came on, I saw the house number on the outer wall of the small building. ——"No. 44, No Light Road".

The flame went out in an instant. I took out the small card and put my face close to confirm again: "It can't be such a coincidence, right?"

The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way, and the willows and flowers are dark and the flowers are bright in another village. This is exactly the place I am looking for.

"The address in the advertisement does exist, and things are getting more and more interesting." I pressed the switch of the electric shock anti-wolf device with my palm, and just as I was about to enter the corridor, my clothes were suddenly pulled.

"who!"

He turned around and took out his anti-wolf weapon. The crackling arc was particularly clear in the dark night.

"Grandma?" The old man holding the stuffed doll stood behind me at some point. I, who had received an A+ in practical ability at the police academy, didn't notice it at all.

"Young man, it's dark, don't run around." The old man blocked the doll's sight with his body, and slipped a handkerchief from his sleeve as if by accident.

"The little mouse climbed up to the lampstand, stole oil to eat, and couldn't get down. Meow, meow, meow, the cat is coming, chirping, rolling down..."

Singing nursery rhymes and coaxing the doll in his arms, the old man disappeared into the rainy night.

I picked up the handkerchief left by the old man. It was pure white, like the white silk used for hanging. I held it in front of me. There was an antique short poem on it.

“It’s difficult to throw out paintings if the house is too small.

The origin of internal affairs lies in the Imperial Township.

To have a son and receive favor, one must have land;

There is no way out between ghosts and the heart is confused. "

After reading it twice, I broke out in a cold sweat. This is an acrostic poem, connecting the first words of each line, that is - there is a ghost in the house!

"Is she crazy?" Combined with the old man's previous words, what she wanted to express was clear. Although it was obscure, at least it was logically correct.

"Are there really ghosts in the world?" Looking at the dark corridor, I hesitated for a moment and then walked in.

For a detective, what attracts him most is never the result, but the process of deciphering the unknown.

My eyes gradually got used to the darkness, and I felt the mottled wall and walked along the stairs to the basement.

"No. 44 Wudeng Road, basement 4, room 444..."