Book of Darkness

(7-a, head of household: Ji Chunnan's family) "News from our newspaper: At [-]:[-] this morning, the fishing boat 'Luqiu No. Calling for help, the three large ocean-going salvage ships worked together to catch a strange trapezoidal object at about eleven o'clock. The surface area was about [-] square meters. It seemed to be made of a mixture of some kind of metal and carbide, and it was extremely heavy. , the leader of the fishery administration department and the sea surveillance brigade at the scene told reporters that although this object is old, it is definitely not formed naturally. Judging from the vivid and brilliant carvings on the surface, it should belong to an ancient civilization from the other side of the ocean. , if it weren't for the super typhoon "Knife" that ended its raging last month, such a huge ancient artwork would never have been lucky enough to see the light of day. The "Crystal Palace" fishing company to which Deer Hill No. [-] belongs decided to donate it to the country for free , the city’s museum, which is currently applying to hold the National Antiquities Expo, has begun to accept it, but there are still no experts who can point out what this object is used for..."

The computer in front of Shen Canglan was suddenly turned off with one hand, and her eyes were instantly filled with the boss's flattering face: "Watching such boring news during working hours, do you still have something to do? You can watch TV if you want, and give the work to me." I practice hard! You are the one with the worst performance every month, so don’t do it again!” Shen Canglan turned her face to the side, and saw the obscene complacent face of her colleague Ji Chunnan behind the boss, but Shen Canglan was used to bad luck. He didn't feel very disappointed, although he worked very hard to keep the job, but the boss never saw it; only when he took a short break, the boss saw it clearly.

Shen Canglan, in her 30s, is a cowardly and cowardly employee who also drives for her boss.Because of his excessive honesty, he was looked down upon by his colleagues and ignored by his leaders. He never got a chance for promotion and salary increase. A boy, Shen Xinyan, was left behind.Perhaps because he is too lonely and rarely communicates with others, Shen Canglan often picks up children's books and tells stories to his children. Over time, he also begins to indulge in fantasy novels and movies. In his opinion, that fictional space is comparable to the world he lives in. It's so much better, I have almost nothing except my children and this crumbling job.

After work, Shen Canglan drove the boss home in the company's Santana, and then drove to school to pick up his son. The boss repeatedly emphasized that he was not allowed to use the public car for private use, and if he was found out, he would be severely punished, etc., but he didn't care. He has already been like this in his life, and he places all his hopes on his son and provides him with the best conditions possible.

As soon as she came to the teaching building, she saw her son standing outside the classroom door from a distance. It seemed that she had been punished to stand. That ignorant and helpless look was very much like her own. Shen Canglan couldn't help feeling sad, and ran forward quickly.The head teacher came out of the door with an angry expression on his face.After the teacher's reprimanding narration, Shen Canglan found out that her son beat a classmate, and the other's parents were big bosses, so they came to the school to complain.My son also said that there are always wealthy sons at school who laugh at him as a child without a mother. Of course, the head teacher avoided mentioning this, but unilaterally emphasized his son's fault. He doesn't like to talk, he is completely the same as himself, and he is not likable wherever he goes.But I didn't expect Xinyan to suddenly sweep away the cowardly family tradition in the past, and resolutely fought back after she couldn't bear it, which made Shen Canglan's mood very cheerful, and her depression disappeared all of a sudden. She couldn't help comforting her son, and praised him as "brave and strong", "I won my breath for Lao Tzu."

Xinyan, who was originally uneasy, was stunned, not knowing why his father not only did not punish him, but also praised him.Shen Canglan felt a burst of pleasure, and said in front of the class teacher: "Go, to celebrate my son becoming a man today, let's go to McDonald's!"

The head teacher's original intention was to let him teach this wild boy a lesson, but he didn't expect that the father would have such an attitude towards his son's use of violence, and he was so angry that he couldn't say a word.

Shen Canglan's salary is meager, and she saves money on food and expenses on weekdays, but she still lets her son eat as much as she wants, and she doesn't move a bite.Seeing my son feasting, I feel very satisfied.On the way home, Shen Canglan hummed a little song, and the car drove like a gust of wind.When turning into a deserted country road near Huangyangqu, the night has already begun to damage the vision. The naughty children here always use slingshots to smash the street lamps after school. Shen Canglan's car almost seems to be swallowed by some kind of monster. It was pitch black and slowed down involuntarily.

Suddenly, a strange crashing sound passed through the gap between the trees violently and quickly, and then a black figure smashed the front window of the car with a powerful impact force. The violent sound was hyped by the sharp wind whistle Even more exaggerated, straight into the gray sky!Shen Canglan's heart was stung, and the bridge of his nose was soaked with sweat that gushed out suddenly. The inertial effect caused by the sudden braking seemed to have impacted his brain nerves. The only thing that distinguishes it from the night is the scarlet liquid sprayed on the front window.

Xinyan looked at himself in horror, Shen Canglan tried his best to keep calm, whether he could afford to pay for the car was secondary, he said to his son tremblingly: "Stay in the car and don't move, Dad go down and have a look ..."

When the flashlight had transmitted the cruel and ruthless information to the retina, Shen Canglan could no longer support her exhausted body, and sat down on the ground all at once, the flashlight rolled out from the bones of her hand, and rolled all the way to the side of the corpse's bloody head.When he raised his head again, he saw the terrified eyes of Xinyan standing in front of him, and hurriedly hugged Xinyan to cover Xinyan's eyes, shaking his lips incoherently and muttering: "Don't look!...it's okay ... get back to the car."

Whenever he saw his son, Shen Canglan unknowingly became courageous. He took out a shovel from the back of the car and dug in the bushes beside the road for three hours. He felt that the pit was deep enough. They also found a bundle of ropes to tie the ankles of the corpse, dragged them into the pit and buried them in one breath, and then covered them with leaves. Even if someone stepped on it during the day, no abnormality could be found.After doing all this, Shen Canglan lit a cigarette, ignited the rope, and completely wiped away the fingerprints that she might have left, then got back into the car, and said to Xinyan: "Remember, mom has left you Now, if Papa leaves you, there will be no one to take care of you. If you still want to be with Papa, don't tell anyone about it and forget it forever, understand?"

Xin Yan nodded confusedly, Shen Canglan touched his head, and suddenly found that his son was holding a long bread-shaped black box, and the blood stains on it were shocking. Needless to say, his son must have picked it up next to the corpse when he got out of the car.Shen Canglan got angry with her son for the first time: "Who told you to take this? You want toys, and I will buy them for you even if I lose all my fortune. Do you want to kill Dad?" Then she felt regretful. A child can't count on He thinks like an adult.Shen Canglan picked up her son again and kept stroking her, her chin pressed against the warm forehead of the child, and she murmured repeatedly: "I'm sorry..." Now it's too late to go back and dig it up again, why don't you take this thing with you and hide it in the If you find a chance to dispose of it in your own home, no one will know.He smashed all the windows of the car, then deliberately crashed into a nearby abandoned low wall.

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