Into a parallel world

"Bai... Monsoon?" Qiao Ye's voice was unsteady, with disbelief in his eyes, he hurriedly asked, "Is the name of the person who died in the avalanche ten years ago called Song Fangyuan?"

"Yes, the deceased Song Fangyuan was 30 years old, and the injured Bai Jifeng was 16 years old." Lu Fengluo replied and poured another cup of tea, "Song Fangyuan is the father of your good brother Song Ci. He died in that unnatural snow disaster. , and one of the triggers of the snow disaster is the Taotie Sea.”

The cause of the snow disaster is the Taotie Sea...

The person who caused Song Ci to lose his father since childhood was Tao Tie Ming...

He will never forget that winter, when the outside was covered with snow and it was dark early. When Song Ci came home from school, the cake on the table had already been lit with candles, and eight birthday candles were lit on the fresh cream cake. swaying.Mother Song turned off the white weaving lamp, and the candles lit up the warmth in every part of the house. Even after ten years, he still remembered the happy smile on Song Ci's immature face, closing his eyes, and saying in an immature voice: My own wish: I hope that my father will come back soon and the family will be reunited happily.

Mama Song had cut the cake for them, and when the atmosphere was joyful, a phone call came suddenly. He will always remember that when Mama Song answered the call, her rosy face was completely drained of blood, and her body shook like that. He fell straight down.

Song Ci's father died.Song Ci received the news of his death on his birthday.

"How come..." Qiao Ye closed his eyes in pain, he couldn't accept that unnatural factors took the life of his good brother's father.If it is a normal avalanche, natural disasters and man-made disasters are inevitable, but Song Ci's father is obviously alive but has become a funeral object of grievances. How can he not be angry?

"So, think again whether you want to continue the contract with him." Lu Fengluo's face could not be seen clearly in the hazy water vapor, but Qiao Ye could clearly feel the other party's gaze falling on him.

"The contract is life and death, and it cannot be terminated easily. You told me, right?" Qiao Ye looked up at the person opposite. Lu Fengluo still felt that captivating gaze.

The air was quiet for a while, Lu Fengluo didn't answer the question, and Qiao Ye didn't ask any more questions. After a cup of tea, Lu Fengluo said softly, "There is a way."

Qiao Ye sat up straight suddenly and asked, "What can I do?"

"If you catch him, you can use the secret letter to terminate the contract."

Ding Ding Ding

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Ye's cell phone rang.Glancing at the person across the way, he saw that the other person was indifferent and connected, "Officer Liu?"

Lu Fengluo squinted his eyes, waved his hand lightly, and all the white mist dissipated.

"What!?" Qiao Ye stood up, took a deep breath, looked at Lu Fengluo who was inquiring, calmed down his voice, and said, "How is Shen Liming now? Is he okay? Well, I'll go over now."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Fengluo stood up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Ye looked at Lu Fengluo, hesitantly said: "Shen Liming... seems to have a mental problem."

"I'll see you off." After Lu Fengluo finished speaking, the two walked out of the office one after the other, "I sent a message to the principal to ask for leave, now you can explain what happened just now."

Taking a deep breath, Qiao Ye rubbed his forehead and said, "When I came out of the hospital a few days ago, Liu Zhongqiu took me to the investigation department, saying that Shen Liming had lost contact for a long time, and they only found out when they broke into Shen Liming's house. Shen Liming slept at home for more than a month, and Shen Liming woke up from the long sleep when I arrived at the investigation department, and a lot of miscellaneous things happened in it." Having said that, Qiao Ye sighed deeply, looking tired.

"I can almost tell." Lu Fengluo started the car, "I'm afraid he was stunned."

"He is very fair and honest. He has been the investigation minister for so many years. He can't say he is very smooth in dealing with things, but he has his own style. No one should frame him—no!" A picture suddenly flashed in Qiao Ye's mind. In the picture, Liu What Zhong Qiu said to him made him sound the alarm.

The car drove on the highway, and the scenery on both sides kept receding. Qiao Ye said in a daze, "When I went to visit him in the investigation department, he said that he received a strange call when he came out of the hospital a month ago. That call was his own number. Calling..."

"Own number?" Lu Fengluo frowned, tapped the steering wheel with his index finger, "And then?"

"Then, he felt sleepy for a while, hurriedly explained some things, then went home and stuck to the bed and slept for more than a month." Qiao Ye said, "Could this matter be done by his enemy?" He would rather be the result of thinking, because if it is a strange event, it is really difficult to find the real culprit.

"According to what you said, it can't be artificial. The phone call is likely to be made by another him in the parallel world, but this kind of situation will basically never happen, but why does he sleep for so long..." Lu Fengluo lowered his eyes and thought deeply. He has never encountered such a thing before. It doesn't seem to be done by ghosts, nor is it man-made. It seems that there are invisible transparent things spying on them behind them, making everything more complicated. complex.

Qiao Ye looked at the receding street scene outside the window, like a movie tape going backwards. Are they moving forward or backward?

"This, it's not madness." Qiao Ye said calmly, with affirmation in his tone.He is very clear that this is not being stunned by the so-called ghosts, but rather--the pseudo-scientific hypothesis is slowly showing its feet.

Passing a red light ahead, the car was silent for a while, Lu Fengluo was noncommittal to this sentence, he hesitated and said, "Can you tell me why you hate me so much, we have only met a few times." Experience told him, It would be more effective to ask this question at this time.

Qiao Ye was taken aback, turned his eyes to look at Lu Fengluo, and said coldly: "Your gentleness is really damn hypocritical, don't put on a false mask in front of me in the future, because no matter how much you put on the appearance of a gentle prince, It's all fake to me."

Lu Fengluo pursed his lips, met Qiao Ye's inhuman eyes, and said, "Continue."

Qiao Ye glanced away, the memory of the past was too deep for him to extricate himself from it.

Reflecting his own face on the window, he suddenly felt that there was a glass between him and his previous weak self. The glass divided them into two spaces. They could see and feel each other clearly, but they couldn't touch each other.

That cruel reaction began to occupy his mind, Qiao Ye felt his breathing began to become short, that Lu Fengluo strangled his throat with his tenderness, slowly tightened for a long time, and then drowned him in it.

"Lu Fengluo... Lu Fengluo..." With a trembling voice, Qiao Ye gritted his teeth and called out the name that he hated to the bone, wishing to tear this scum into pieces.