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S City·East District·Linwan Washington

"Xiaoyun, are you okay?"

A middle-aged man in police uniform kept banging on the door, causing the thick security door to buzz.

"Listen to Uncle Bo. Uncle Bo just lost his mind and said the wrong thing. Things are not what you thought. Your parents really had an accident during the research process..."

"Uncle Bo, stop talking."

There was a faint sound from inside the door, which was very abrupt in the empty corridor.

The dark-skinned middle-aged man outside the door had a look of reluctance on his face, but he couldn't say a word.

After a while, he lowered his head and let out a long sigh: "Xiaoyun, I know you don't believe it. You have been smart since you were a child and are much better than your Uncle Bo, but..."

He choked with sobs, like a child who had done something wrong, "There is no way, the investigation team did not collect any valid evidence."

His voice was a little hoarse and seemed a little weak. After a slight pause, he continued: "Leave this matter to the adults. You believe Uncle Bo, I will give you an explanation. I also have to give an explanation to Lao Hai."

He seemed to be thinking of the Lao Hai he was talking about. He paused for a while and then said: "Xiaoyun, you...you should have a good rest first. Don't think too much and don't do stupid things recently. We still have everything to support..." Then the man put down his hand knocking on the door.

There was no answer from the door, as if the weak voice just now didn't exist.

The man hesitated and said, "I'm going back first... I'll come see you in a few days."

After saying that, the man turned around reluctantly, like a defeated boxer, and entered the elevator step by step.

As the elevator door slowly closed, the corridor fell into silence again.

Inside the door, a boy of about eighteen or nineteen was sitting on the ground leaning against the door. His body was hunched like a pine tree weighed down by snow in the cold wind, but his eyes were full of unwillingness and bitterness, and the whites of his eyes were red and swollen. Bloodshot, but there was no light in the pupils.

When he learned of his parents' death two days ago, there was nothing he could do.

My parents are both engaged in scientific research. I work in a research institute in this city and have a good job, but I don’t go home often.

If nothing unexpected happens, Shi Yun will also study for a PhD and join his father's research team.

Yes, Shiyun is very smart. Both children of the Shi family have inherited the excellent genes of their parents. He is the first one, his surname is Shiyun, and he has a younger brother, Shigure. The two brothers are eight years apart.

Now Shi Yun could only lean against the dark brown security door. He was once a young man in his prime, but he was wrapped in this cloth, and from then on he had to depend on his younger brother.

This house is the long-term residence of Shiyun and his younger brother, and it is also the 'temporary base' where their parents spend the New Year.

The decoration of the house is quite stylish, and the furniture is also in sets. The only thing that is a bit inconsistent is the table in the center of the living room. It was a little messy in comparison. There were a few cups poured on the table, and a wet but dry newspaper lay next to it.

This newspaper has obvious water stains. The entire paper has been soaked and wrinkled. There is only one article on the front page. Some of the ink has been diluted by water and even slightly blurred. There is only a faint trace of the incomplete article. I could make out a few sentences, and the big words of the title stood out in contrast: "An explosion occurred at the Scientific Research Institute in City S, and two researchers were unfortunately killed."

'At 22:47 yesterday evening, an explosion occurred due to a fire in the scientific research building of the Municipal Academy of Sciences... The preliminary investigation results of the police were that a fire broke out in the materials room on the 22nd floor of the scientific research building. There were no patrols on duty that night. Then the fire gradually spread and serious accidents occurred. Explosion accident (picture: a piece of ruins)... Two researchers were unfortunately killed at the scene. According to the investigation, they are: Shi Hai, male, 44 years old, leader of the research group of the Seventh Academy of Science and Technology... Luo Anjie, female, 42 years old , the Seventh Hospital of the Scientific Research Institute... The two are husband and wife. They were conducting new material experiments in the laboratory of the scientific research building at the time of the explosion... According to the latest police investigation report, during the search by the rescue team, two burnt bodies were found. DNA matching has confirmed that they are the two victims mentioned above... The specific cause of the fire is unknown and the police are still investigating. '

The pendulum clock in the house clicked, the sky passed through dusk, and there was a little bit of light in the house. The young man sitting at the door came back to his senses. He moved and tried to get up, but found that his legs were numb. There is no effort at all.

He supported the shoe cabinet, slowly climbed up, and dragged his legs like dead wood to the bathroom. The boy in the mirror looked very haggard.

He turned on the faucet, flushed his face vigorously, and rubbed it vigorously. His strength became stronger and stronger, and his movements became more stubborn, as if he was going crazy.

Suddenly, the boy punched the mirror, and the clear and harsh sound broke the peace of the bathroom. The mirror shattered, and the debris scattered. The broken lenses, large and small, fell to the ground with a clatter, as if after tenderness. respite.

A few drops of blood dripped from his hanging hand, but the boy ignored it.

The bathroom was eerily quiet, his nerves were tense, and the sound of blood dripping to the ground was like thunder to his ears.

He stared at himself in the mirror without saying a word, and the person in the mirror also looked at him.

It wasn't until his lips completely lost color and a dangerous signal came from his brain that he came back to his senses, but it was still too late.

He fell backwards, and his last bit of consciousness allowed him to raise his head as high as possible to avoid hitting the ground on the back of his head first when he fell. He still had Shigure to take care of.

'Boom! '

After this fall, he couldn't get up for a long time.

The world in his eyes was shaking left and right, each marble brick had several clones, and the lamp above his head was twisting restlessly as if mocking him. He tried hard to put them back together for a long time. , finally regaining consciousness, he staggered up like a broken bag, propped his elbows on the sink, let go of the faucet, put his mouth to the side of the water column, and swallowed a few mouthfuls of cold water before he felt to his stomach.

He reluctantly stood up, put his hand under the water column, and washed the wound that had begun to scab. Water droplets stuck to the tips of her short black hair, and they slowly slipped into the pool. The water surface of the pool was rippled and messy, and the reflection appeared in the water.

He was originally a young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, but his pale skin weighed him down, making him look a little dazed and frustrated. Coupled with a pair of sharp eyes, and black hair that was sticky with water droplets, he could not be said to be a fierce ghost, but he still had two qualities. Similar.

Night has fallen outside the window, and the city is immersed in the thick night. Only the street lights and neon signs on the streets are breathing hard, being endlessly oppressed by the darkness, like crying or asking for help.

In the distance, behind a peak in the southwest corner, a waning moon is embedded in the sky. It is trying hard to escape from its restraints. It is struggling desperately in the dark blue sky, but it can only move slowly. The stars are quietly moving. The ground flickered without a trace of emotion, looking down at the entire land as coldly as the gods.