Horror: I didn't use all my strength, but the copy was worn?

He returned home alone, the house was empty, the sofa was already covered with dust, and there was nothing with him, just a table, a bookshelf that was basically empty, cobwebs had grown on the low yellow sofa, and there was nothing in the toilet. There is only a mirror, a toilet, and there is really nothing in the kitchen except for a few discarded cardboard boxes.

When Chu Yang came to his bedroom, he glanced at the familiar place. On the wall were the photos he took when he was in elementary school. At that time, he won the second prize in a school debate competition, so the family won the prize for him. The photo was directly pasted on the wall. Even after the family moved out, the family did not cut this photo from the wall.

Chu Yang suddenly felt very tired, because now there was no need for any hard work, and he had nothing worth caring about. He finally found a rope in the cabinet in the toilet. He went back to the house and tied the rope. On top of the electric fan, and then stuck his head in.

As the rope pressed against the muscles in his neck, Chu Yang struggled a few times, and he soon lost his breath.By the time the police came, his body was a bit decomposed, the whole room smelled bad, his pant legs were full of urine, his tongue was sticking out of his mouth and hanging on top of his lips.

There were only three policemen who came to investigate. They knew that this was a suicide committed by a person who had lost hope in life. There are many such people in the current society, and there will be more in the future. After all, this is a beautiful and hopeless place. In this world, they themselves said with emotion, they will die at some point, natural disasters and man-made disasters continue, and their police uniforms are not an iron ticket to avoid death.

The three policemen cleaned up the scene briefly, and then returned to the office to settle the case. It seemed that no evidence was needed. A lonely poor man with only 10 yuan and two coins on him, such a person, must have He is also a lazy guy who does nothing on weekdays, a lazy guy who usually has no source of income, if he can't survive, he will die.

Bao Yunzhou looked up, he was a little confused about this case, but the leader said, this is a suicide, there is nothing worth investigating, don't make trouble for yourself, so he can only hide this thought in his heart, After all, the leader can cause you a lot of trouble in the unit.

When he got off work, he changed into his own clothes. In case he encountered someone fighting, robbing or abducting people, making money, or tinkering with drugs, he was wearing this clothes. It's easy to be left behind, and the monthly salary is more than 2000 yuan. There is really no need to work hard.

Bao Yunzhou bought a meal. He was walking on the road when he suddenly thought of Chu Yang who was hanged. He must never forget the look in Chu Yang's eyes. It was a look of despair, and people could feel his despair. despair.

At this moment, there was a sound of fighting from the library next to the street. Although Bao Yunzhou didn't want to take care of it, he still decided to go over to have a look because he was working at the police station.

He saw a man beating someone, as if he wanted to take something away, but the man on the ground didn't say anything, he was lying on the ground, his legs were curled up, and his hands were tightly grasping something. Something, no one knows what it is.

Chu Yang shouted at that person, "What are you doing?"

The beating man didn't stop because of this, he yelled: "Give me that thing! Hurry up!"

He walked over, and he kicked the man directly, and the man turned around, staggered and almost fell.

Bao Yunzhou suddenly discovered that the man in front of him had no skin on half of his face.

There was no expression on the man's face. He was obviously very angry just now, but he had no expression at all.

He looked at Bao Yunzhou and suddenly froze. No one heard what he said.

Bao Yunzhou watched the man run away, but he didn't have time to chase, but walked to the ground and came to the man's side.

"How is it?" Chu Yang asked.

The man didn't answer, he was dead.

Bao Yunzhou looked through the man's clothes, there was nothing valuable in his pocket, and there was nothing that could prove his identity: ID card, driver's license, passport, nothing.

He scolded a poor ghost, then laughed again, he was also a poor ghost.

Suddenly, his hand touched the back of the clothes on the corpse, and there was a trademark on the collar. It looked like a penniless homeless man who stole a few clothes and lived on the street.

Bao Yunzhou took a book from that person's hand. This book was very old and looked like an ancient book, but it didn't have a name, only densely packed lines of writing inside.

These words seemed to express a strange idea. Just as Bao Yunzhou glanced at it for the first time, he felt that his body was out of control, and then fell straight down.

He was unconscious, and soon his consciousness fell into a void. When he woke up, he found that he had appeared in the hospital.

He got up and saw a policeman next to him, who was also from the police station. He was watching Kuaishou at this time, and found that Bao Yunzhou woke up, so he asked:
"what happened to you?"

Bao Yunzhou looked at him and replied:
"I don't know. I saw a man beating someone on the street. I saved that man. He had a book in his hand."

The police officer looked at him and said, "What are you talking about? What book?"

Bao Yunzhou got up: "Impossible, I just glanced at the book before I was confused. How could there be no book?"

The door outside opened, and a person walked in. He was Bao Yunzhou's leader, the director of the office.

"You are really capable of doing things. We are the administrative propaganda department. If you go to arrest people, it's fine to arrest people, but you have to do it. Have you ever thought about it? You are just a pen maker now, and you have to go to arrest people. "

The director of the administrative department complained to Bao Yunzhou, but he didn't say anything about it. After all, he did something beyond the scope of his responsibility.

Bao Yunzhou asked: "So, where did no one here see that book?"

The director of the administrative department scolded angrily: "Nonsense, what book? You usually hold your mobile phone and read books every day?"

Bao Yunzhou was a little confused at the time, because he believed that he did have a book.

After coming out of the hospital, Bao Yunzhou took notes in the hospital, and then went home.

There was nothing at home, at this moment, he suddenly felt a burst of light, and then he passed through.

He saw a strange world, which looked no different from the earth.