What to do with a full-scale life

Chapter 350
"So, this is the phone booth?"

With the assistance of the local telecommunications department, the little snake and the trash can came to the location of the phone booth that called the police, or where it should have been, but there is no phone booth here, and it was replaced by a shared motorcycle. The battery position, followed by the staff who came with him, said: "This place was still a telephone booth about 15 years ago, and then about ten years ago because of the popularization of mobile phones, the telephone booth was gradually eliminated. changed to what it is now.”

"Do you know how long it took to change?" The trash can looked back at the staff member: "Approximately."

"Probably... It must have been there for two years. Now the landlines are only used by some enterprises and institutions. I happen to be maintaining this line, so I have a deep memory. The abandoned telephone booth was rebuilt in the old city two years ago. It was shoveled off when it was opened, and I came here to do line maintenance.”

"Thank you."

The trash can stood there for a while, then looked up at the surrounding environment with his hips crossed, then smiled and said to the little snake: "The phone booth that disappeared for ten years suddenly called the police. The address on the call record is indeed here. You say it's strange or not."

At this moment, Xiao Snake also sensed that something was wrong inside, but she was even more curious about how the trash can was so sensitive that she could feel something was wrong right away.

"Professional sensitivity. After all, I'm an old policeman." The trash can said with a smile: "Do you know what we have to do next?"

This question confuses Xiao Snake, she is a rookie on the first day of work, what does she know.But the trash can didn't mean to blame her, so he still smiled and said: "Our next step is to go to that school to see what kind of a Piao is worth another Piao to call the police."

"Are you sure it's A Piao?"

"Assuming, it can't be through time and space."

Little Snake nodded knowingly, and then followed the afro to the old school.

The school is very old, probably the classic old campus of the 80s and [-]s. Because of the renovation of the old city here, the school has also moved to a new area. Now the old campus is in a state of waiting for demolition, just because of the outbreak of the plague. It was temporarily shut down due to the status of the shutdown, but this strange alarm event occurred in the status of the shutdown.

"Are you afraid?"

It was already afternoon when they came here, because it was still very dark at this time, so it was almost dark at about 05:30, and there were no lights in the old campus, so the whole school looked dark.

Because the little snake can't see clearly with the naked eye, she simply closes her eyes and uses her mental power instead of her eyes to look around, but it seems to the trash can that she is afraid: "Don't be afraid, I can still do things of this level." Done."

"No, it's too dark, I'm replacing my eyes with my spirit." The little snake replied with a smile, "I'm not so easily afraid."

"Is this how you squander your advanced abilities?" Trash Can shook his head helplessly, then took out a flashlight from his pocket: "I'd better use this."

The two walked into the school, which was dilapidated, dark and gloomy everywhere. There were still tattered desks and chairs in the classroom, and the slogans on the blackboard that read hard had faded into black holes. The corridor stretches all the way down, and the whistling draft makes sudden noises here from time to time.

"There's nothing." Little Snake's situational awareness on the battlefield has swept the entire school around: "I didn't find anything."

"Don't worry, let's take a stroll here just to get acquainted with the place." The trash can came to the office on the top floor with a flashlight. He stood in the corridor and looked out. He could only see the street lights outside the school. And because the surrounding area is the old city reconstruction area, there are no local residents left. It is about a kilometer around, and it is already a barren area. There are many wild cats and dogs, but there are really no people.

"It seems that there are really unlikely to be any witnesses in this place." The trash can spat down, then shook the flashlight around: "And since you said you can't perceive it, then we can only continue Check it out the usual way."

"Do you think there are people buried under this playground? When I was watching the news before, I saw a school with corpses buried under it for more than ten years."

"Hey, don't tell me, it's not impossible." After wandering around the trash can, he found nothing, and then left with the little snake: "Let's go eat something first, and then go to the archives to find something. Maybe you have to work hard today, we have to go through some old cases."

"no problem!"

The two went outside to eat something casually, then went straight to the local bureau, and then entered the archives room after completing the formalities. There are some old cases here, and many of them are even police records. In the end, except for some murder cases that will continue to be followed up, many other small things will melt into time little by little.

Coming to the huge archives center, the trash can rolled up its sleeves: "Now I have a task for you, which is to check all the police calls about that school since the school was built, and all the cases related to that school. Including petty theft, student fights, etc."

Seeing the shelves full of files, Xiao Snake couldn't help but gasp, but the trash can had already started working at this time, and he started to browse through a file from 1982: "Why am I called the trash can? It's me I have always been doing this kind of trivial matter that others don't care about at all, but if you say it is a trivial matter, it may actually involve a very bizarre murder case. A Piao will not appear for no reason, it must be accompanied by Greed, hatred, and ignorance, and do you think that all murders in the world are inseparable from these three words?"

Xiao Snake hummed, and then sat down and began to browse, because these files are numerous and complicated, and most of them are very old. The longest one is 40 years old. At that time, the President of the United States was Ronald Reagan.Therefore, it is difficult to consult, the workload is heavy, and the details are difficult to control.

But the trash can never stopped from the moment he lowered his head. He changed it one by one, and recorded anything suspicious in the notebook. Occasionally, he would raise his head to chat with the little snake. It was dawn.

"You go back and rest first, I will continue to work for a while."

The little snake yawned: "How old are you this year? No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a young man."

"I'm 26." The trash can said without looking up, "I still hope you don't judge me from my appearance as a young man."

Xiao Snake laughed, and at this moment, she suddenly saw a clear piece of relevant information in the file under her hand, she flipped through the year on the cover, and then shouted: "I found something .”

The trash can walked over immediately, bent down and looked.After reading it, he tapped the page vigorously: "This is a major discovery, circle it."

Xiao Snake immediately began to copy in her notebook. Although she was very tired and sleepy now, it was the sudden feeling of seeing the blue sky through the clouds and mist that filled her with a sense of accomplishment. I've never done such an amazing thing, even if the two things are not sure whether they are related, but the feeling is really too fulfilling.

"Hello, I need your assistance." Trash Can found the relevant personnel in the bureau: "Can you check the list of missing persons in January 2005 for me."

Because their authority is relatively high, this matter was quickly implemented. Because the age is relatively new, the relevant content is better preserved, and a file was placed in front of them in less than half an hour.

One of them was very consistent with what they found in the previous police records. The missing person was a teacher, who happened to be the teacher of that school. Chen, a 23-year-old Chinese teacher at the school, disappeared in January 2005. On the 1nd, it was her boyfriend who called the police. According to the transcript, on January 22, 2005, Chen’s boyfriend found his girlfriend missing when he came back from a business trip, so he went to his work unit to inquire. It was discovered that my girlfriend hadn't come to work for four days. Before that, she just said that she was not feeling well and asked for leave, but there was no news after that, which led to the police.

But the problem is that at that time the Internet was not as developed as it is now, and there were endless cases of disappearances, and even a lot of people directly changed their appearances to live in another city, so this incident did not cause any waves, it just went around the investigation process , and then labeled Chen as a missing person, and this dozen lasted for 17 years.

The next thing was naturally to contact Chen’s boyfriend. Because he had his ID card information, the trash can quickly contacted this man. Now Huang, who is in his 40s, opened a restaurant here, and the other party said he had time. Cooperating with their investigation, they made an appointment in the afternoon, and then the two returned to the rest place for a short rest.

After waking up and tidying up, they came to Huang's restaurant and saw this middle-aged Huang, but when he mentioned the disappearance of his girlfriend back then, he still seemed a little uneasy and said emotionally. a lot.

"I'm sure she was murdered!" Huang said: "After I contacted her family, they all said that Aying didn't contact them. Aying is not that kind of person, she is very good."

Even after 17 years, this incident still seems to make the man panic and blame himself: "Oh, it's all my fault. If I hadn't been on a business trip, this kind of thing would never have happened."

"Calm down, can you describe the details about her in detail?"

According to the description of Chen's boyfriend, a portrait gradually appeared in front of the two of them. The missing person, Chen, was 23 years old, young and beautiful, but he was rather old-fashioned and relatively conservative.It’s already been in 2005, but he still doesn’t want to use a mobile phone. He prefers to use a landline or IC card phone every time he makes contact. According to Huang’s description, on January 2005, 1, when he was on a business trip, he received a call A phone call, the number was obviously from an IC card phone, but after he received the call, there was only the sound of sobbing, but no one spoke.

"You remember it very well."

"Well, it's very clear, because I know the number of that phone booth very well. It's the one that A Ying often calls me. My first reaction was A Ying, but no matter how I asked, the other party didn't respond, and then I didn't know. What happened, I called her family. At that time, I was on a business trip in Inner Mongolia. I bought a ticket to go back the next day. It was already the third day when I came back. After I came back, I couldn’t find it anywhere. She, so I called the police. Comrade police, do you think she is still alive?"

The trash can smiled helplessly, but when the little snake was about to speak, he bumped him with his knee. After all, when they appeared, it was basically certain that this person was gone, and maybe even the bones were gone.

"We are still trying our best, whether it is life or death, we will definitely give an explanation."

When the two of them were about to leave, the old man in his 40s said he would keep them for dinner. Finally, the afro-headed trash can pushed the matter away. While sitting in the car, the little snake asked curiously. The trash can gnawed on the steamed buns and said, "Eating a meal isn't considered corruption, is it?"

"This has nothing to do with corruption or not. You will know in the future. When you appear in front of the families of the victims, there will be light in their eyes, the light of hope. But I know it well...so I can't look directly at that light. In fact, you have to be clear that we are not much different from ordinary police, but the groups we face are different."

"Oh..." She still doesn't quite understand how young the snake is, but she can't say anything, so she just changed the subject: "Where shall we go next?"

"Eat, go back to that school!"

They bought a few steamed buns on the side of the road, and then hurried back to the school. This time they didn't go in directly, but came to the charging pile, which was where the phone booth used to be.

The trash can said: "This is where the police call was made, and it is also the place where the last call to the man just now was made 17 years ago."

"How did you know?"

"I feel like I don't even need to collect evidence to know that these two calls were made from the same phone booth." The trash can put his hands on his hips and took a deep breath: "Then the question is, why is the interval between the two calls as long as 17 years? Why?"

The little snake thought about it, and then she was not polite, and called Shan Dawang directly: "Brother Pig..."

Hearing this small voice, the King of the Mountain shivered, and then said with a doting smile, "You must have found me for nothing. Tell me, what's the matter?"

As soon as the little snake told the story to King Shan, there was almost no need to check the information on the other end, and immediately responded: "If it reappears after many years, either something that suppressed it has been lost, or it is a strange world. The vision, other things are basically impossible, your place is not a particularly evil and cold place and there were no special visions a few days ago, so it is certain that something that suppressed her has been lost."

"Then Brother Pig... what do we need to do if we want to see her again?"

"The scene reappears." Shan Dawang said lightly: "It is the simplest and fastest way to reproduce the scene of that night 17 years ago. It does not necessarily have to be a very advanced spirit body. In many cases, it can only follow instinct and memory residues. To deal with things, you can check the recording of that night first, and then analyze it."

"But we didn't find any abnormality after hearing it. It was just that someone called the police through a phone booth and said that he saw something unclean in the school, followed by crying."

"What's the original story?"

"The original words seem to be...comrade policeman, I saw something I shouldn't have seen, hurry up, I'm in XX Elementary School...and then I started crying. Oh, yes! It was sunny that night, but the phone It was raining heavily."

(End of this chapter)