When he got home, the first thing he did was to get under the covers and hide in it shivering. After a while, he was nervous enough to block the table and other heavy objects in the doorway, afraid that the ghost man would come to him.

Before that, Chen Zhi absolutely believed that the world was materialistic, and he used to hate those things that the gods chattered about the most, even when he saw Mr. Guo's corpse, he thought it was just a planned murder. There are no ghosts in this world at all.

But when he saw the ghost man in the duty room, his worldview was turned upside down, that thing was definitely not a person, what was it? Is it Mr. Guo who came to work the next day? Or is this Mr. Guo a ghost himself?

When the first rays of sunlight hit the bed, Chen Zhi felt much better. Man is such an animal, no matter how difficult it is to accept what you encounter, time will slowly calm you down.

His first reaction was to call her mother, Chen Zhi didn't have any relatives, and the only relatives he could rely on were his mother.

The phone went through, and his mother's voice came from there.

"What's the matter?" Chen Zhi's mother asked coldly.

When Chen Zhi heard his mother's voice, he was a little excited in his heart.

"Mom! I'm telling you, I've got something, I don't know what to do, I'm scared. Chen Zhi was a little incoherent.

"Anything else?" Her mother's voice was still cold.

"No, I..." Chen Zhi was speechless for a while.

"Toot! Honk! Honk! The other party hung up.

"Sure enough, it's still like this" Chen Zhi sighed heavily, he was already used to his mother's indifferent attitude towards him.

Chen Zhi looks very much like his mother, otherwise Chen Zhi would really wonder if it was his own mother. For as long as Chen Zhi can remember, his mother has been cold to him. After the divorce, she had less contact with Chen Zhi, but her mother would come over on time every week to help Chen Zhi clean the room, and sometimes she would go to the nursing home to see Chen Zhi's father, but never go with Chen Zhi. Chen Zhi used to resent his mother and thought she was selfish, but later he thought that maybe her mother was too tired of this family.

Chen Zhi quickly made a decision and called the police.

Yes, the police must be called, he must know what is all going on. From a common sense point of view, this is simply impossible. That Mr. Guo is real, his body is in the cellar, that is incontrovertible evidence, and the cause of death should be the car accident.

But under normal circumstances, if there was a car accident, the person in the car should have called an ambulance immediately, how could he be thrown into the cellar? Unless? It's murder. Yes, Chen Zhi is sure that it is murder. What did Mr. Guo tell him to do there at that time? Who came to work instead of Mr. Guo? And most importantly, what the hell is that ghost man? Chen Zhi now has too many questions to answer.

Chen Zhi dialed 110 first and described the general situation to the female policeman who answered the phone, and the other party seemed to feel very funny after listening to it, and told Chen Zhi to go to the local police station to report the case.

Chen Zhi washed his face first, and when he saw himself in the mirror, he was startled. His face was gray and his eyes were dark, and last night's fright made him haggard like a ghost.

Chen Zhi took the remaining 200 yuan with him and went to the police station on Front Street.

When Chen Zhi stepped into the police station, he saw two policemen leaning back in chairs and talking angrily. Seeing Chen Zhi coming in, he looked him up and down, and asked, "Hello, is there anything wrong with you?" ”

Chen Zhi muttered: "I, I'm here to report the case, a murder case." ”

The two policemen were startled and asked, "When?" Where did you see that? ”

"Fifteen years ago, my math teacher was killed, and his body was in an abandoned factory in the suburbs." The more Chen Zhi spoke, the quieter his voice became, and he didn't believe what he was saying now.

The tension on the faces of the two policemen relaxed, and one policeman glanced at Chen Zhi with the eyes of a mentally ill person, and said to the other policeman with a smile: "It's a drama all day long." "I got up and went to refill the cup.

Another policeman held back a smile and said to Chen Zhi: "Ao, the teacher is dead? Are you sad then? ”

"It's not very sad, it's been fifteen years," Chen Zhi replied.

"If you don't feel sad, go home, what are you doing with us?" The police asked.

"I suspected he was murdered, so I came to the police." Chen Zhi felt as if he was an idiot.

"It turned out to be murder, it's terrible. So how do you know? He gave you a dream on Teacher's Day? The smile on the policeman's face could no longer be hidden.

Chen Zhi's eyebrows rose suddenly, and he said loudly: "I found a corpse, it is real, it is in the cellar of the Youth Forge in the suburbs, you can go and see it." Chen Zhi's expression was very serious.

The policeman suppressed his smile, looked down and thought about it, and said, "Then tell me about what happened." ”

Chen Zhi explained the matter in detail, trying to use a trustworthy tone, because he knew that this matter was so incredible. But he didn't say anything about the ghost man, he didn't want the police to think of him as a madman, and it wasn't too late to wait until the body was found.

After listening to this, the police said, "Are you sure you didn't drink too much or dream last night?" ”

Chen Zhi said: "I'm sure no, I hope you will go to the scene with me immediately." ”

The policeman went to another policeman and 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 gossiped with each other. Chen Zhi lowered his head and thought about what happened last night.

As soon as the police car drove a few kilometers into the suburbs, a policeman was heard shouting: "Look, what is that?" Chen Zhi looked up when he heard the sound and was taken aback. Right at the very location of the abandoned factory, a puff of black smoke rose into the sky.

"It's a fire," another policeman shouted.

"It's a fire, the factory is on fire!" Chen Zhi's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

The police hurriedly drove forward, and after arriving at the scene of the fire, Chen Zhi was the first to rush down. The fire has largely been extinguished. Several fire trucks were parked near the fire, and firefighters and smoke were so thick that people choked on their coughs. There were many farmers in the suburbs watching, and some people in the crowd said: "Why is it on fire, this factory has been abandoned for a long time, and it is really haunted." ”

Chen Zhi stood dumbfounded in the chattering crowd, unable to say anything. And the two policemen invariably turned to look at Chen Zhi, their eyes full of suspicion. Chen Zhi's next days were quite hard, and the two policemen took him directly from the fire scene back to the Public Security Bureau. The next few days seemed to him to enter a spinning world, full of spinning people, spinning interrogations, spinning scares, and spinning good words and persuasions. The problem is basically the same every day.

"Why are you setting fire?"

Chen Zhi said everything and explained desperately. But the police told him that they went to the warehouse, which had been burned to the ground, and the cellar was there, but there were no bodies at all.

Chen Zhi was speechless, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse. In the end, the police did not have any definite evidence.

On the morning of the third day, an elderly policeman came to Chen Zhi and said, "Are there any relatives?" Let him pick you up."

Chen Zhi said: "Yes, my mother"

The police went out to make a phone call, and about two hours later, Chen Zhi's mother came.

Chen Zhi's mother wore short hair and walked in with a cheap women's bag. The police first called his mother to educate him for a while, saying that Chen Zhi was very suspicious and could not leave the city for the time being.

Chen Zhi's mother agreed one by one, said some kind words, and took Chen Zhi away.

On the way home, Chen Zhi and her mother walked one after another, and his mother never looked back at him.

Chen Zhi opened his mouth and said, "Mom, I'm sorry."

Her mother didn't speak.

Chen Zhi said again: "Mom, let's go home and have a meal together, I have something to tell you." ”

Still didn't speak.

Chen Zhi was silent for a long time, and when he came to a fork in the road, Chen Zhi spoke again, his voice a little hoarse. He said, "Mom, I have encountered something in the past two days, one of my elementary school teachers... ”

"Shut up and get out!" Chen Zhi's mother turned around and glanced at Chen Zhi viciously, her eyes pierced Chen Zhi's face like ice, and she left without looking back.

Chen Zhi stood in place like a wood carving, motionless, he felt like he had been poured a bucket of ice water from head to toe, and his heart was frozen through.

After so many days and so much suffering, Chen Zhi did not shed a single tear. But when his mother threw that sentence away from him, he cried. He stood there, tears falling like beads of broken thread. He felt that his spine was crushed, what did he do wrong, without the protection of his father, without the care of his relatives, and even his mother, who should be the dearest, treated him as an enemy. He probably shouldn't really be living in this world, maybe he really should be dying.

For a few days after Chen Zhi returned, he lay on the bed like a dead man. Dog right and wrong didn't know where to know the news of Chen Zhi's detention, and gloated everywhere, saying that Chen Zhi was caught stealing things, and he had been investigated by the Public Security Bureau, and he would be arrested and sent to prison in a few days. The people in the community spread that Chen Zhi was like his drunkard father, and he was hopeless. Liu Xiaohong came up to see him a few times and brought him food a few times. Chen Zhi didn't bother to talk to her, just stared blankly at the ceiling, and Liu Xiaohong shed tears several times as he sat beside him.