After phone calls one by one, half of the 78 people have been screened, and these can basically be determined that it is not the Zhang Ming described in the last case on the email, unless Zhang Ming is still not found after screening the rest of the people.

Half a day had passed, and Hawkeye took out 3 slices of white bread from the refrigerator and ate them.

"Number change, arrears, missed ......" Hawkeye bit the bread in his mouth, tapped on the keyboard with both hands, and then rearranged the remaining numbers, and then made the call again.

"Hey ......"

About half an hour later, the 62nd user's phone number named Zhang Ming and was using made Hawkeye see the appearance of the dawn, and after the exchange, he was sure that this person was the Zhang Ming he was looking for.

"Doll? Who are you? The voice on the other side was very cautious, even if you didn't listen carefully, you could hear the caution in the tone and the slight fear mixed in it, as if you kept repeating a nightmare of someone knocking on the door at night, only to wake up in the middle of the night with urine and someone actually knocking on the door.

Hearing the abnormality in the other party's voice, Hawkeye suppressed the original words, facing a mentally sensitive person, he couldn't treat it according to a normal question, that would make the other party suspicious. He didn't want to make a mistake, which would not only waste time, but also might miss very important clues, clues that only Zhang Ming knew.

"My name is Kuang Shihan, and I'm looking for a cursed doll, a cursed doll that wantonly kills children." Hawkeye said in a rather sincere voice, his tone solemn, as if at this moment, he had also become a mentally sensitive person.

On the other end of the line, no sound came out for a while, but Hawkeye was sure that the other party did not move the phone away, nor did he hang up the phone, because he could hear the sound of heavy, fearful breathing, which Hawkeye heard more than once in newcomers to the movie world.

This condition is a natural stress response from the body of a frightened person when they recall their past fears.

Faced with this situation, Hawkeye didn't urge, he was waiting, waiting for Zhang Ming to speak, although he was waiting, but he was not stupid, and in the process of waiting, he could still do some things, for example, continue to narrate his situation.

"Mr. Zhang Ming, I won't tell you, in fact, there are ghosts in this world, and there are supernatural events that we usually think, but this world is too big and complicated, and most of the supernatural events exist for a short time, or they frequently change locations, so they are not known to everyone." Hawkeye's voice is soft and warm, like a cup of ginger tea in winter, which makes people feel reassured.

The sound of swallowing saliva came from the speaker, then there was a crackling crash, and then Zhang Ming's rapid breathing, "Are you the one sent by the psychiatrist?" Or is it to trick me? Zhang Ming's voice was very excited, as excited as if he had won the first prize of the welfare lottery.

"Everything I said is true, it has nothing to do with anyone, it was my own will that prompted me to contact you, if you think it is inconvenient to explain the situation on the phone, we can meet and talk again." In front of Hawkeye's eyes, Zhang Ming's figure seemed to appear, a middle-aged man with an unshaved beard and living in a dirty apartment building.

"But, yes, when?" Zhang Ming's voice trembled.

"I'm looking for you, can you tell me your address?" Hawkeye tries to quiet the other with a smooth voice.

"I'll send it to you, you can come at any time, I'm always at home." Zhang Ming's voice flickered loud and small, and after finishing speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Hawkeye to speak.

Hawkeye put the phone on the table, and then quietly waited for the message prompt to sound up, ten seconds later, Di Di Di, the indicator light under the phone flashed and flashed, Hawkeye picked it up with his right hand, and then unlocked the screen.

No. 5218, Building 5, Jinhui Home, Haiyu Road, Changhe City.

On the map software, the address is not far from Hawkeye's current location, and he will be able to arrive tonight, but he did not reply to Zhang Ming's message immediately, because there is one thing to pay attention to.

This Zhang Ming has mental problems, maybe he is a psychopath, considering the particularity of mental illness, he may not necessarily be locked up in a mental hospital, maybe the previous words are all for deception, for the sake of ...... Play.

As a result, Hawkeye decided to continue with his original plan.

There weren't many people left, and it didn't take him much time to be sure.

An hour later, all Zhang Ming had already asked, except for Zhang Ming, who was a little nervous, the rest of Zhang Ming were normal, at least Hawkeye didn't see the problem, the phone call that was not answered before, Hawkeye also repeated, a few people connected the phone, but after careful inquiry, it was not the Zhang Ming that Hawkeye was looking for.

I'll be there tomorrow.

Hawkeye sent the message, and he began to buy train tickets as he began to pack his belongings.

At this time, on the laptop's display screen, the artist once again sent a revised painting, on which a cursed doll that made people shudder just by glancing at it occupied most of the screen.

The cursed doll has real human eyes, and its body is completely made of human skin, and even has the same folds, and at a glance it even makes the Cursed Doll feel like a baby, but not a human baby, but a monster baby.

Nicely drawn.

Hawkeye gave a review, and after that, he began to pack up his laptop.

In the afternoon, Hawkeye's chosen express arrived as scheduled, and he boarded the train and sat down by the window.

Because it wasn't a holiday, there weren't many passengers on the bus, most of them chose a separate seat like Hawkeye, who cleaned up the garbage around him, then took a sip of the mineral water he had just bought, and then took his laptop out of his backpack and put it on the tray in front of him.

Quickly entering the mailbox, Hawkeye realizes that he has received a new email, which is a reply from Dr. Matthew, and he clicks on it with his mouse.

The letter is not short, but it is not too long, taking up about a page and a half.

[Hello sir, I have read your email, I don't know much about the cursed doll and the genocide on Twilight Lee Island that you asked, and in order to answer your question, I have carefully reviewed some documents and asked several of my colleagues, who also don't know much about the matter, but we still have some discoveries. 】

[Although the island is now deserted, the materials at that time can still be found from the city library, I looked through the relevant materials, and found that in the sea area near the island of Twilight, there was indeed a vicious curse of the cursed doll, but as early as three hundred years ago, this method has been lost, because its curse is so vicious that everyone is unwilling to use this method to take revenge on the enemy, or be retaliated by the enemy. 】

[Three hundred years ago, most of the sea areas of Li Island were inhabited by island residents, and there were many conflicts between them, and various punishment methods were also endless. 】