Unscientific existence always misses me

Hearing this, the driver got stuck in his throat, and his eyes widened and he looked towards the windshield bit by bit.

The wiper is still working slowly, and the entangled black hair is still there. The wet black hair draws a few strands of filaments on the glass along with the movement of the wiper. This already slightly cool morning added a touch of chill.

The rest of life in the eyes of the driver disappeared in an instant. He wanted to jump out of the car and escape immediately, but when he thought of the woman who followed behind the car for no reason and suddenly disappeared, his impulse disappeared with a puff.

It seems to be safer in the car.

"No, nothing..." The driver's voice trembled, "I'll see you off first."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the mobile phone navigation: "Where are you going? Let me see..."

"Green Heart Park!!!" The driver raised his voice again, isn't that the most famous haunted place recently? !Various versions of ghost stories that have recently been circulated on the Internet and among friends flashed through his mind. Although the plots were varied, the core was a female ghost with long hair.

Wait...how long is long hair?

The driver's eyes fell on the small tail pulled out by the wiper again—is this length enough?

The driver who experienced the double torment of staying up late and seeing ghosts was about to cry. Does the current female ghost also work overtime in the morning? !He is weak, has smelly feet, is constipated, and has hair loss. It doesn't taste good at all, really.

He was distracted for a moment, and when he looked over again, the hair was gone, and the wipers were working monotonously, looking as usual.

The driver felt that there was always something wrong with his eyes or brain, and he looked at the passengers behind him as if asking for help: "You, you, you also saw the hair, right?"

"Master, pull over and stop first." Xiao Cheng had just met the long-haired girl face to face last night, and this time he saw the hair in his heart.

However, didn't the previous information say that the range of activities of the long-haired girl is only by the lake?Now it is more than one kilometer away from the park, why does it appear?

When the driver stopped the car tremblingly, Xiao Cheng got out of the car with an umbrella to check the windshield wiper. There was nothing on it, and the hair he had seen before had indeed disappeared out of thin air.

"How is it..." The driver's voice came from inside the car.

"There's nothing, maybe it's time for you to wash the car." Xiao Cheng found a reason to comfort the driver.

The driver's rejoicing was mixed with a little uncertainty: "Is that so?"

Xiao Cheng waved to him through the window: "Why don't you go back to sleep early, and I can walk the rest of the way by myself."

The driver looked at the road in front of him shrouded in mist and rain, and thought of the destination Luxin Park, he felt a little timid. He looked at Xiao Cheng: "Then be careful, it's best not to go there if you have nothing to do."

Xiao Cheng bid farewell to the driver and walked to Luxin Park alone.

The air in the morning is really good, coupled with the continuous drizzle, it is as moist and refreshing as if it has been washed.While walking, Xiao Cheng notified Jiang Yuanwei of what had just happened with his mobile phone, so that the investigation team could make early preparations.

The location on the mobile phone is not inside the park, but a piece of wasteland about a few hundred meters away from the park. At that time, I probably wanted to develop something by the way, but with the nearby high-end residential buildings unfinished, this land has been idle. It has become a residence for scavengers and homeless people.

The ground in this area is full of potholes. After a little rain, there are puddles of all sizes. Water, ooze and weeds are mixed together. The road is not easy to walk.

The location where Lao Yang lives is a simple shack, which is made of discarded wood, plastic sheets and colored steel tiles of different colors.

The door of the broken house was not locked, and Xiao Cheng opened it with a light push.

There is an unpleasant smell in the room, greasy, damp, and a smell of corruption that can't be ignored by mixed stock. It is said that Lao Yang was discovered after he died for several days, so the smell is naturally not that good.

The inside of the house was not tidy, with all kinds of holes in the socks and towels piled up in a mess, the blackened aluminum pot was thrown on the bench randomly, and a pair of shoes were padded underneath.There are no books in the room, and the only text-related information is old newspapers plastered on the walls.

Xiao Cheng looked around, but didn't see any traces of women or young people, and the whole room gave off a sloppy feeling of a single old man.

He tried to touch several items, but he didn't feel any fluctuations related to the remaining items.

Turning to the outside again, there are various plastic bottles, scrap metal, and paper shells covered with plastic sheets piled up outside, which looks very messy.

But still nothing, Xiao Cheng couldn't help suspecting that Lao Yang might not be the target they were looking for.

"Boss, you want to inquire about Lao Yang, right?" A flattering voice came from not far away.

Xiao Cheng turned his head to look, and saw a middle-aged man standing beside the shed, with gray hair, dark complexion, shrewd and mischievous eyes, who obviously discovered his purpose and was planning to come here to make some extra money.

Xiao Cheng glanced at him and put on a look of indifference: "Do you know him?"

Seeing that there was something going on, the man immediately rubbed his hands and stepped forward, laughing out his black and yellow teeth covered in smoke: "I live next to him, we see each other every day, we are very familiar."

"Oh." Xiao Cheng turned to him, "Then what is Lao Yang's name?"

"This..." The smile on the middle-aged man's face froze a bit. He thought for a while but couldn't figure it out, so he could only say casually, "Isn't this too familiar? Usually, Lao Yang Lao Yang called, Nobody cares."

Xiao Cheng has a rough idea. This is a neighbor who knows little about Lao Yang, but there is no reason to refuse the clues that come to his door.

"What do you call it?" Xiao Cheng put on a smile on his face, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. When he went out, he expected that there would be a time when he would deal with scavengers nearby, so he prepared some 'tips' in advance. It came in handy.

The middle-aged man took it happily: "Just call me Old Wang."

"Uncle Wang, please tell me about Lao Yang, how is this man usually?" Xiao Cheng said.

Lao Wang opened the cigarette case, took a cigarette and sniffed it under his nose: "Old Yang, he has no children, no daughters, and no wife. He usually lives alone and doesn't like to socialize with others. He looks mysterious and secretive." .”

He pointed to some wild dogs on the side of the road: "I often saw Lao Yang feed the dogs with leftovers, and babbled while feeding them. You think this person is so strange, what can dogs understand?"

"Then what does he usually say?"

"I don't know about that. Every time someone passed by, he left, as if he was afraid that I would eavesdrop."

"Does he often go to Luxin Park?" Xiao Cheng changed the question.

"I go, but I don't do it frequently." Lao Wang took out a plastic lighter, lit a cigarette and took a puff, "There are few people over there, and you can't usually pick up anything. The security guards in the park have to chase people away, which is very troublesome. But he happens to go there once in a while."

Speaking of this, Lao Wang glanced at Xiao Cheng, but stopped talking, and prepared to fish, waiting for this tender-faced young man to increase the size.

Xiao Cheng took out another pack of cigarettes, but instead of passing it over, he opened it himself.

Under Lao Wang's puzzled gaze, Xiao Cheng stuffed a few banknotes inside, then he closed the cigarette case that had increased in value, held it in his hand, and looked at Lao Wang with a smile without saying a word. .

The so-called art of communication is not to let the other party lead you away. The best bait is something you can see and touch but you can't eat for a while.

Old Wang thought that this kid was hard to handle, so he continued to remain silent for a while, intending to sway the other party.

But he didn't want to, Xiao Cheng was more stable than him, he played with the cigarette case without any panic, and even took out his mobile phone with his free hand and started playing.

His eyes stayed on Xiao Cheng's hand for a few seconds. Old Wang was very moved by Xiao Cheng's betting chip. Without talking, just staring at the water in a daze."

"Lake..." Xiao Cheng caught the keyword he was interested in, "When did it start?"

Puffing on a cigarette, Lao Wang recalled vigorously: "It may have been a year and a half. It started when the park was just completed, and I don't know what's wrong."

Xiao Cheng: "How often does he go?"

"I'm not sure, sometimes I go continuously, sometimes I don't go for a month." Lao Wang scratched his hair and said.

"Uncle Wang, have you ever seen Lao Yang related to any woman?" Xiao Cheng asked about the long-haired girl.

Lao Wang shook his head immediately after listening: "No."

"Just mention it?"

Lao Wang thought for a while, then shook his head: "Still no, how can there be a woman hanging out with an old bachelor like Lao Yang, who is old, poor and crazy."

Xiao Cheng saw that he didn't mean to lie or want to raise the price, and then recalled the investigation in Lao Yang's house before, and he really didn't see anything related to women.

Passed the cigarette case containing the banknotes to Old Wang: "Thank you Uncle Wang, I will leave you a phone number, if you think of anything related to Old Yang in the future, please contact me, of course I won't make your work in vain."

Old Wang smiled when he heard the words, and accepted it happily, and patted his chest to promise to go back and think about it.

After that, Xiao Cheng continued to wander around, trying to find some clues related to Lao Yang.But after wandering around for a day and asking several people, all the results were similar, and no one knew Lao Yang very well.The only thing in common is that everyone said that Lao Yang likes to go to the park to see the lake.

The sky gradually darkened, and the light rain that lasted all day still didn't stop.

Suddenly, from the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of a reflection on an iron sheet not far away. There was no one else around Xiao Cheng, but a second figure appeared in the reflection.

It was a very small figure, who seemed to be standing far away, separated by sheds, and could be ignored if one was not paying attention.

The man had long hair, with his head down, facing this side, as if he was peeping, because the distance was too far to tell whether it was a man or a woman, but from this long hair, it was hard not to think of something.

Looking back, through the hazy rain curtain, I saw that the place in the reflection was empty.

Turning around again, it seems that he noticed Xiao Cheng's gaze, and the person in the reflection disappeared.

·

into the night.

On a remote border road.

Su Heyan was sitting in the car looking down and playing with his mobile phone. He spent most of the night in meetings, and spent most of the day tossing and turning between various means of transportation, but he still didn't reach his destination.

It was pitch black outside the window, and even the scenery that could barely pass the time before could not be seen. In the car, there were only him and a driver who saw the gourd.

so boring……

So he thought of his dear partner.

[Su Heyan: Are you still alive? 】

【Xiao Cheng: 1】

[Su Heyan: Is it so perfunctory, I am so sad [crying]]

【Xiao Cheng: Su Heyan, did you miss your medicine tonight? 】

【Su Heyan: Hmm [dog head]】

【Xiao Cheng:...】

[Su Heyan: But I have a reason, so I can't eat it for the time being. 】

[Xiao Cheng: The minister plans to send you out to collect debts? 】

[Su Heyan: It doesn't matter if you take medicine for such a trivial matter as debt collection. 】

【Xiao Cheng: What is that? 】

[Su Heyan: Secret mission, I will tell you after saying "I beg you brother"~]

Su Heyan waited for Xiao Cheng's reply with an expectant expression.

But this time, the reply did not appear for a long time. Su Heyan waited for almost 10 minutes, but there was still no movement on the other side. He couldn't help sending a tentative emoji.

[The other party has turned on friend verification, and you are not his (her) friend yet.Please send a friend verification request first, and the other party can only chat after the verification is passed. 】

Su Heyan: "..."

The dog partner found himself overturning the car very quickly today.

At this time, the member of the logistics team who was driving said in a low voice, "Mr. Su, we are here."

Su Heyan put away his mobile phone, and turned his gaze to the dark forest ahead, his gaze changed from relaxed to sharp: "This time, who will be killed?"