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After reading the news from the official account, Zhou Yan put his phone into his coat pocket.

The snow fell heavier than that in Sequoia City, and the weather was a little bit colder. The wind was blowing, which made the corners of Zhou Yan's eyes a little red: "When did you disappear?"

The woman raised her hand and pulled the zipper of the down jacket hanging under her neck to her chin: "It's been several days, and the parents have been arguing several times, and there have been several waves of people to help find it, but I haven't found it yet."

Noticing the rustling movement behind him, Zhou Yan turned and looked at the eight "wooden men" five or six meters away.

The two teams headed by Song Yu and Chang Minghao stopped stretching their necks to eavesdrop, and glanced at the black box on Zhou Yan's left hand tacitly, not daring to move.

Zhou Yan looked down at the black box containing Lu Chenzhao, clenched it expressionlessly, put his hand and the box into his left pocket, and turned his head to look at the woman in the red down jacket.

Why are Song Yu and Chang Minghao still not moving? Ning Luan rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "The captain's complexion is not very good, I dare not stay here any longer, first... let's go."

After Ning Luan said that, the others were embarrassed and did not dare to stay here any longer. They walked a few steps and stopped for a few seconds like playing wooden figures, and moved to the vicinity of Zhou Yan.

Seeing them all coming from the corner of the eye, Zhou Yan continued to ask, "How do you want us to help?"

The woman stretched out her fingers that were a little red from the cold, and pointed to a long row of iron railings in the distance: "Over there is the Experimental Primary School. The child must have been lost there. We hope you can go in and help us find someone."

Zhou Yan glanced at the snow-white playground inside the iron railing: "How do you know that the child was lost at school?"

A flash of hatred flashed in the woman's eyes: "I just know, we all know that the child was lost at school."

Zhou Yan thought for a moment and asked, "Any other clues?"

"No more." The woman reached out her hand and took out a white business card from her pocket and handed it over, "This is the business card of Mr. Zhao, the head teacher of the second class of the third grade. You can go to him after you enter the school, and he will help you."

Zhou Yan let go of the box in his hand, took the business card with both hands, glanced at the three words "Zhao Yuanze" on the business card, and put the business card into the right pocket.

The woman took out a stack of passports with names and stamps from her purse, and only had to paste the photos, and handed them to Zhou Yan by the sling: "The Experimental Primary School has recently closed the school, even if you only have activities in the school, you must bring your passport. Those who haven’t posted a photo can’t use it, you will first go to the photo studio opposite the school gate to take an inch photo and paste it.”

Zhou Yan nodded slightly, and only took the pass with his and Lu Chenzhao's names printed on it, and stuffed the rest into Ning Luan's hands.

Everyone else had one pass, only Zhou Yan held two passes in his hand, and the woman glanced back and forth at them several times before asking, "Aren't there ten people, why are there only nine?"

The cold weather made Zhou Yan's voice even colder: "It's ten."

"There are really only nine people, isn't there one...not..." The woman looked around, trembling, and then said after a while, "The school gate is not far from here, I'll see you off." Go in the past. Seeing you enter the school gate, I should go."

In the thick snow, Zhou Yan walked in front with the box in his pocket and the woman, and Ning Luan, Song Yu, Chang Minghao and others walked behind.They didn't dare to get too close to Zhou Yan, so they followed from a distance, only eight people, out of the effect of more than twenty people.

Halfway through the journey, the woman reminded them: "I was a little confused just now, and I forgot to tell you that the pass is very important. Each person only has one. It is very troublesome to lose it."

The woman then emphasized again: "Don't lose it!"

"Definitely not lost, definitely not lost."

Ning Luan and Chang Minghao, who were closest to Zhou Yan, quickly stretched out their hands and hung the pass around their necks. The person walking at the end didn't understand why the people in front did this, but hung up the pass in a proper manner.

The woman looked at Zhou Yan strangely: "Aren't you hanging up? What if you lose it?"

Zhou Yan's voice was very soft: "No, I can't lose it."

Three minutes later, the woman brought Zhou Yan and others to the photo studio near the school gate, opened the door and walked in: "Boss, here we come for business!"

It's time for Lu Chenzhao to come out. Zhou Yan looked at the deserted streets and said to Ning Luan and the others: "Go ahead and shoot."

Ning Luan always remembered that he had to be on par with Song Yu, Chang Minghao and others. They refused, and it was inconvenient for Ning Luan to agree: "Captain Zhou, you should go in first."

Zhou Yan didn't make a sound, lowered his eyes and took out the black box in his pocket.

other people:"……"

Zhou Yan pinched the purple ribbon tied on the box, stretched out his hand, and the bow was half opened.

other people:"!!!"

The members of the other two teams rushed into the photo studio without looking back. Ning Luan wanted to see how Lu Chenzhao got out, so he deliberately slowed down and moved towards the door, but was dragged in by the kind-hearted man Chang Minghao by his collar.

Zhou Yan glanced at the closed door of the photo studio, untied the bow, removed the rope, looked at the box quietly, and waited for Lu Shenzhao to come out from inside.

Thick fog diffused out of the box, Lu Chenzhao did not lie on the edge of the box looking at Zhou Yan like last time, but directly stood beside Zhou Yan with his mobile phone.

Lu Chenzhao glanced at the time displayed on the phone, and passed it to Zhou Yan to take a look, too: "Captain, help me remember the time."

Lu Chenzhao can't come out for more than one hour at a time. Once it exceeds, he will pollute other people when he comes into contact with them.

It is now 54:[-], which is a good time to remind Lu Chenzhao to go in. Zhou Yan raised his eyes and looked over: "Afraid of polluting others?"

"There's nothing to be afraid of." Lu Chenzhao smiled. The monocle on the bridge of his nose made of broken bones is whiter than the snow on the ground, "But you are not someone else."

Lu Chenzhao took out his pass from Zhou Yan's hand, pinched the sling and wrapped it around his fingers a few times: "You are always so close to me, if anything happens to me, you will be the first one to have an accident. "

Lu Chenzhao paused, and put the pass into his pocket: "You don't know the consequences of being polluted, do you want me to tell you?"

Zhou Yan: "I know what the consequences will be."

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, Lu Chenzhao mentioned pollution in every book he wrote to Zhou Yan before, and some of them even included multiple different cases at the end of the theory.

"I know, how dare you get so close to me." Lu Chenzhao stood leaning against the wall next to the door of the photo studio, raised his eyes to look at the white snow on the mountain in the distance, and his gaze finally fell on Zhou Yan. With a light tone, "Aren't you afraid that I will pollute you?"

Zhou Yan: "Not afraid."

Theoretically speaking, pollution includes physical level and spiritual level.

Pollution at the physical level usually brings about medically undetectable and curable deterioration of the polluted person's body, ranging from looking like a serious illness, to turning into a monster and dying suddenly in madness.

Mental pollution can be manifested as repeated speech, incoherent speech, unstable mental state, extreme fear of the dark, self-harm, fear of contact with others, etc., or it can unconsciously repeat obscenities that others cannot understand, making it impossible to communicate with others , become an idiot, and the more serious ones will directly brain-dead.

The pollution that Lu Chenzhao brought to others cannot be understood through any theory.

In order to remind the investigators to keep a distance from Lu Chenzhao at all times, the book uses this sentence to describe how it feels to be polluted by Lu Chenzhao—life is worse than death, and life is better than death.

There was no reason, Zhou Yan was still not afraid of Lu Chenzhao after reading all the books that Lu Chenzhao had chosen for him.

Lu Chenzhao might be an extremely dangerous pollutant, but Zhou Yan didn't think he was dangerous.

After a while, Lu Chenzhao suddenly smiled: "Zhou Yan, you are so strange."

Zhou Yan cast a cold glance at Lu Chenzhao, and stuffed the black box and purple ribbon into the left coat pocket.He stuffed it a little casually, and a small half of the purple ribbon protruded from the pocket, trembling slightly in the wind.

Lu Chenzhao looked down for a moment, reached out his hand, and poked the purple ribbon into Zhou Yan's pocket. He didn't let go until the ribbon was completely invisible.

Zhou Yan stood upright under the eaves, as if he didn't notice anything, didn't move, and didn't show any expression.

Lu Chenzhao looked at Zhou Yan's ears that were turning white from the cold and the bright red mole on the earlobe, turned around and opened the door of the photo studio: "Come on, let's go in and take pictures."

As soon as the door was opened, the heating inside rushed out.

Zhou Yan moved two steps to the other side of the door: "Go in later, too lazy to squeeze."

"Okay, just get used to them." Lu Chenzhao closed the door of the photo studio, walked into the snow, glanced at the signboards hanging above his head in Zhou Yan's direction, and entered in the wind and snow. The door of a shop.

Zhou Yan: "..."

He didn't know those people well, so why used to them?

He just felt that Lu Chenzhao might not want others to see how he got out.

Two minutes later, Lu Chenzhao came out of the store carrying a plastic bag, walked over and handed it to Zhou Yan: "If you don't want to go in, wear it."

Zhou Yan lowered his head and opened the bag to take a look. Inside was a pair of gray earmuffs with furry bottoms and two brown antlers on top, and a long gray scarf.

Zhou Yan pulled out the earmuffs with a sullen face: "...Let me wear these?"

"What else?" Lu Chenzhao stretched out his hand to flick the antlers, and said with a smile, "I tried it, and this is probably the only one you can wear. There are also red, pink, green, and orange in the same style. If you want something else Yes, I'll go to the store to change it for you right away."

Zhou Yan stuffed the earmuffs back into the bag: "I don't need it."

Lu Chenzhao raised his hand to touch Xia Zhouyan's ear, it was really cold.He lowered his head and tore off the hang tag of the earmuffs, and put it on Zhou Yan's head with both hands: "Go in if you want to take it off."

Lu Chenzhao's hand came and went quickly, Zhou Yan was only slightly stunned, and horns grew on his head.

Lu Chenzhao glanced at it, then lowered his head, and put the scarf into Zhou Yan's hand with a smile: "You can do the scarf yourself."

Zhou Yan glanced lightly at Lu Chenzhao's neck that was exposed outside the collar of his shallow collar: "My neck is not cold."

Lu Chenzhao smiled, and lowered his head, as if you were wearing it for me.

Zhou Yan: "..."

What a beautiful idea.

With a flick of his wrist, Zhou Yan put the scarf over Lu Chenzhao's head.

Lu Chenzhao moved his head, and the scarf fell on his shoulders. Because of Lu Chenzhao's tacit cooperation, it really looked like Zhou Yan personally wrapped it around him.

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a soft knock on the door from the photo studio.

Zhou Yan raised his hand and opened the door, Ning Luan's head poked out from inside, he turned his head and glanced at Lu Chenzhao, and said to Zhou Yan: "Captain Zhou, we have all got the photos, there is Lu... the boss is here, They don't dare to come out."

Lu Chenzhao laughed when he heard this: "Do they dare to come out until I retreat more than ten meters away?"

Ning Luan nodded stiffly.

Lu Chenzhao raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, but what he said turned into a knife on the person: "30 seconds, if you don't come out, just stand inside and wait for us to take pictures."

Ning Luan hesitated, he actually wanted to wait for Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao to take pictures.

A few strong forces came from behind, and figures squeezed out from behind Ning Luan, carefully avoiding Lu Chenzhao, slipping towards Zhou Yan, and standing in a long row under the eaves behind him.

Ning Luan observed the reactions of Song Yu and Chang Minghao, reluctantly left the entrance of the photo studio, and moved to Zhou Yan's side.

Lu Chenzhao grabbed the doorknob and was about to pull the door in. Remembering the thing he had always wanted to do but failed, Lu Chenzhao let go, looked at Ning Luan and said, "You come in with us."

Others sympathized: "..."

Ning's chaos is over, he is being targeted by the boss!

Ning Luan's face was miserable, and his heart blossomed with joy: "!!!"

He must hold back, absolutely not let Song Yu and the others see that he is very happy.

The inch photos of Zhou Yan and Lu Chenzhao were taken quickly and beautifully. The boss and photographer was very satisfied with his shooting skills and finished products, humming a song and preparing to take photos.

"Boss, wait a minute." Lu Chenzhao smiled, walked to the side of the set, stopped Zhou Yan who was about to come out, "Can you take a group photo for the three of us?"

"Okay." The boss came back with the camera.

Zhou Yan's footsteps stopped, and it was written on his face that I didn't want to waste time.

Lu Chenzhao moved a few steps closer to Zhou Yan, and asked the boss with a smile, "Will you waste too much time?"

"Don't waste it, it's very fast, and the photo can be taken in less than a minute." The boss stood up holding the camera, "You all cooperate and lean in the middle."

Zhou Yan raised his eyes to look at Lu Chenzhao who was standing in front of him, turned sideways back to where he was standing when he just took the photo, and said coldly: "Hurry up."

Zhou Yan agreed, and Ning trotted over without knowing the current affairs, and stood on the other side of Zhou Yan.

The boss grabbed the camera and said, "Position and smile, eggplant!"

The group photo was taken smoothly, Lu Chenzhao took out his wallet and followed the boss to the computer: "Boss, please help me cut off the person on the left."

The boss was dumbfounded: "Aren't there three of you?"

Ning Luan: "..." That's right, there are three of us, why should I be fired?

Lu Chenzhao narrowed his eyes and smiled: "What does this have to do with my wanting to take a photo with the two of you?"

"It's okay...it's okay." The boss quickly cut it out, looked up at Lu Chenzhao, "but the background is red, and you two are so close, don't you think this photo looks alike..."

Under the double gaze of Lu Chenzhao and Zhou Yan, the boss couldn't continue.

Lu Chenzhao pressed the money on the table: "One-inch photos are set for one person, three-person group photos and two-person group photos are two-inch photos, two of each."

Why is the number so strange, the boss stopped the typesetting action: "Are you sure?"

Lu Chenzhao nodded with a smile.

Five minutes later, Ning Luan held a group photo of three people in his hand, looked at the photo of two people in Zhou Yan's hand, and then at the two photos in Lu Chenzhao's hand: "Why don't you give it to Team Zhou?" .”

Lu Chenzhao stacked the two photos in his hand and stuffed them into the wallet. The faces of him and Zhou Yan were exposed from the transparent interlayer. The background was bright red: "Captain, no."

Ning Luan felt distressed: "..." Have you asked Team Zhou if he didn't want it?

Zhou Yan said indifferently: "If you take it, you can't take it away."

Zhou Yan took out a one-inch photo, glued it on the pass, and put the other photos into the small paper bag used to hold the photos: "Paste the photo, and go out to find someone after it's over."

Seeing Zhou Yan stuff the paper bag with the photo into the left pocket of the black box, Lu Chenzhao raised the corners of his lips, and stood in front of the table contentedly pasting the photo. His long black hair tied behind his neck hung down, covered by the light. Stained with a light brown tone.

It was inconvenient to carry things in his hands. Before going out, Zhou Yan put the earmuffs that Lu Chenzhao bought for him on his head.Seeing this, Lu Chenzhao smiled, wrapped the scarf around his neck one more time, and followed him out the door.

There are gray things, Ning Luan silently took out his new dark gray mobile phone.

By the time they followed the woman in the red down jacket to the school gate, it was already 45:[-] in the afternoon, and it was completely dark.

Zhou Yan took the black box out of his pocket and asked Lu Chenzhao who was standing beside him: "The time is coming, when will you go in?"

Hearing Zhou Yan's words, Song Yu, Chang Minghao and others who were standing three meters away from them suddenly panicked. Ning rubbed his nose in disorder, stepped back a few steps very cooperatively, and opened the gap between him and Zhou Yan. distance, and Chang Minghao and the others stood together.

Lu Chenzhao didn't seem to hear the movement behind him, he just looked at Zhou Yan in front of him intently: "After entering the door."

Zhou Yan picked up the pass and gave the guard a look, went in first, and walked around behind the wall of the guard's room with the box, which happened to be a place where no one could see.

"Isn't it just going in and out of the box?" Lu Chenzhao followed up with a smile, "What are you doing hiding, it seems that we are going to do something that is not suitable for others to see."

Zhou Yan handed the box to Lu Chenzhao, his eyes were a little cold: "So you want to show others how you look smaller?"

Lu Chenzhao couldn't help laughing, a rare tenderness flashed in his eyes: "You misunderstood."

Zhou Yan: "What?"

Lu Chenzhao smiled and said, "I'm not like that every time."

After confirming that it was time to go in, Lu Chenzhao approached with a smile, and said into Zhou Yan's left ear, "Only you have seen it."

Everything around him floated over from Lu Chenzhao's body, exuding the scent of fire and wood.

Zhou Yan closed his eyes as if avoiding something.

Opening his eyes again, Lu Chenzhao was gone.

After a few more seconds, Zhou Yan raised his hand and knocked on the box: "Lu Chenzhao, how long are you going to stay inside?"

As if deliberately asking Zhou Yan to wait for a while, Lu Chenzhao replied with a smile after a few seconds: "When you want me to come out."

Zhou Yan took out the purple ribbon, tied a knot around the black box, and stuffed it into his left pocket: "Stay here, don't come out."

When everyone came over from the door, they just heard Zhou Yan's last words.

Song Yu and Chang Minghao, who were standing behind Ning Luan, poked Ning Luan and motioned him to ask what was going on.

He couldn't ask happily even if he wanted to, Ning Luan, who was full of curiosity, felt that it was really too difficult for him.Ning Luan sighed, pretending to be reluctant and asked: "Captain Zhou, you really won't let Lu... the boss come out?"

Zhou Yan glanced at them coolly, and ran towards the old teaching building on the left of the gate through the deepening night.

The woman in the red down jacket told Zhou Yan before they entered the door that Zhao Yuanze, the head teacher of the second class of the third grade, was waiting for them in the office on the third floor of the first teaching building.

It was a bit dark in the corridor, so Zhou Yan went upstairs first.

Zhou Yan walked quietly, and the sensor light did not respond.

It wasn't until Ning Luan and the others went upstairs that the lights came on.

Probably because he heard their footsteps, Zhao Yuan chose not to stay in the office, but stood at the stairs on the third floor waiting for them.

"You are finally here." Zhao Yuanze walked over excitedly, and stretched out his hand towards Zhou Yan, "I am Zhao Yuanze, everyone calls me Mr. Zhao, so you should call me that too. I have really been waiting for you for a long, long time."

Zhou Yanxu shook his hand and then withdrew his hand: "We didn't bring a photo, it took a while to get a pass."

"So it's like this..." Zhao Yuanze turned sideways and pointed to the left side of the corridor, "It's cold outside, let's go to the office and talk."

In the office, Zhao Yuanze took out a stack of disposable cups from the drawer, poured everyone a cup of hot water, watched Zhou Yan and the others sit down, and then explained the situation of the school to them.

In the timeline of "Snow Child", today is also December 12th, Friday.

A while ago, a child named Lin Mingming disappeared from Class [-], Grade [-]. The parents searched many times along the road from school to home, and the teachers in the school almost searched the school, but no one was found.

After calling the police, the police visited the school several times, but they did not find any trace of Lin Mingming in the school.

By checking the surveillance cameras around the school, the police came to the conclusion that Lin Mingming was in the school and had never left the school gate.Moreover, the person who abducted Lin Mingming was probably the teacher of the Experimental Primary School, or the teacher who lived in the staff dormitory building of the school.

The news spread quickly. Parents dared not let their children come to school for classes, and the school did not dare to accept them.

Zhao Yuanze sighed and continued: "Suspending classes is not an option. The school leaders discussed with the parents of the students and asked someone to find you. I hope you can help us find Lin Mingming."

"Is Lin Mingming the only missing student from Experimental Primary School?" Song Yu, who had the longest investigation history, said first.

"Yes." Teacher Zhao Yuanze's expression was a bit bitter, "Mr. Song, our teachers and parents are already very sad to lose a child. If we lose a few more, none of us can bear it."

Song Yu opened his mouth, didn't say anything to him, and reminded Zhou Yan in a low voice: "Captain Zhou, our mission is to find all the children. I think it is unlikely that there is only one missing child."

Zhou Yan nodded slightly.

"What's the matter with you?" Zhao Yuanze stood up excitedly, "You mean, besides Lin Mingming, our school lost other children?"

"Not necessarily, it's just a possibility." Zhou Yan lowered his eyes and drank his saliva, "Mr. Zhao, do you have Lin Mingming's information?"

Mentioning Lin Mingming, Teacher Zhao calmed down a little, took out an A5-sized paper from the file on the desk, walked over and handed it to Zhou Yan: "I took this from the class roster, Take a look."

Zhou Yan scanned all the information on the paper from top to bottom, and then stared at the inch photo posted on the upper right corner for a moment: "Mr. Zhao, I need a clearer photo."

"Only this one." Zhao Yuanze said depressedly, "Lin Mingming's photo is very clear, is it because the light is too dim that you can't see it clearly?"

"I see clearly." Zhou Yan casually put the paper on the table beside him.

Ning Luan, who was so scared that he stood by the table and waited to see the roster, almost held his breath: "Damn..."

"It's... too clear." Ning Luan pushed the paper aside, closing his eyes and not daring to look at it.

People from the other two teams didn't understand the essence of Ning Luan's words, so they came over to see what Ning Luan thought was clear, but Zhou Yan felt that the photos that were not clear enough looked like.

With just one glance, everyone is not calm.

Among the seven people, Song Yu, the most courageous, slowed down, stretched out his hand and tapped the edge of the photo: "Mr. Zhao, this pale face looks like facial features wiped out with snow. If you don't tell me, I won't be able to see it." He came out as a human being."

Zhao Yuanze walked over to take a look, then looked up at Song Yu: "He is a human being, he is the Lin Mingming you are looking for, the photos are very clear."

Enduring their fear, the eight people gathered around the table like playing mahjong, and finally took a look at the photo.

After a few seconds, everyone thought that the form might be different, but the meaning must be the same.

The task of "Snow Child" made them look for ghosts instead of people.

There may be more than one.

The author has something to say:

Photos are finally here!There will be better and more in the future (*/ω＼*)

The first update, there will be another update in the evening, the exact time is uncertain.

I'm not sure if the 100 red envelopes for each chapter can be sent out after joining v, let's send out 100 for this chapter first, thank you for your support and love.