Secret 1

Chapter 20 The Mummy (2)
How did Tu Nan die?Is it natural death or external force?Is it suicide or homicide?If he kills, who is the murderer?Is the murderer a man or a ghost?
Or, this is just a small part of the curse on the entire tour group.

He turned his head slowly and looked at Sun Zichu's face next to him.The history teacher of S University's face was even more ugly, because the deceased was his roommate at least tonight. When he went out to hang out alone, the roommate died tragically on the bed.

"sorry."

Under everyone's gaze, Sun Zichu bowed his head and left the room, sat down on the sofa and hugged his head.The sharp blade seemed to penetrate into the brain again, splitting the whole body into two halves.

"You still have the nerve to sit down?" Tong Jianguo yelled mercilessly, like an elder scolding a younger generation, "Didn't it be agreed that you are not allowed to go out alone? Why did you go out without authorization and leave Tu Nan alone?" In the house? Didn't you see what he looked like when he came back at night? You should focus on taking care of him!"

"Enough is enough, people are dead, what's the use of blaming others?"

Yang Mou came to smooth things over. He just used DV to take pictures of Tu Nan's death. This scene will become a documentary in the future, and it will definitely be the top!
"What do you think he looked like when he came back?"

Ye Xiao suddenly interrupted and asked, his eyes still fixed on Tu Nan.

"Ragged, panicked, like a beggar, can't even speak clearly."

At this time, Qian Mozheng clenched his fist and said, "He must have seen something! It may be related to his death."

"Has he seen that mysterious girl too?"

It was Lin Junru who spoke, her voice was very low, and she pointed to the door where Ding Ding and the girl were.

Ye Xiao nodded: "Yes, but at least Tuan's death has no direct relationship with that girl. Because when Tuan died, this girl was already with me and Dingding."

"Okay, now there's a new question—what do we do with the dead?"

Qian Mozheng walked to Tu Nan's bedside, and waved away the nasty flies.

Li Shu couldn't help thinking of something: "Yes, there is also our rooftop. The tour guide Xiao Fang is still lying there, right? I think Xiao Fang looks even worse now."

"What is the purpose of us not moving the corpse? It is to facilitate the police's investigation, so as not to damage the scene." Yang Mou held up the DV while filming and said, "But the question is what if the police never arrive? Let the corpse stay in the high temperature environment for a long time , which can also be destroyed by insects and bacteria."

"Yes, instead of saying this, why don't we deal with the deceased first? It can save a few more days, and it is also ethically acceptable. Otherwise, how will we explain to the family members of the deceased in the future? Let's just say we watched the slaughter The man was eaten by the maggots of the flies?"

Lin Junru boldly joined the men's topic, while the other girls hid aside in fear.

Yang Mou continued her words: "I can use DV to record the on-site environment first, and Qian Mozheng can also take pictures on the spot. Isn't Ye Xiao a ready-made police officer? There is no government or police station here, and everything must be done by ourselves. Finish!"

"I agree!"

Tong Jianguo, who had been silent for a long time, raised his hand. The opinion of the oldest member of the tour group undoubtedly had great authority.

Ye Xiao stared at them blankly. In fact, his mind was blank and he just nodded subconsciously.

So Tong Jianguo opened the owner's closet and tore off many sheets and other fabrics.Then he turned Tu Nan's body over and expertly wrapped it with cloth.The people around were dumbfounded, and the women closed their eyes one after another. Only Yang Mou was holding the DV and patted hard.

In the dark night of this empty city, near midnight, the candlelight in the room flickered, as if you were under the ancient Egyptian pyramid.A person who died in fear was quickly wrapped into a "mummy" shape.

Then, Tong Jianguo looked for some potions and seasonings in the kitchen.He said these things, mixed together, can act as a preservative.He sprinkled these things on Tu Nan, and placed many around the bed.Soon there was a strange smell in the room, like formalin solution in a morgue.

Everyone was dumbfounded, not sure what Tong Jianguo's background was?Do you work in a crematorium?Or a professional grave robber?

The work of disposing of the corpse was quickly completed. Tong Jianguo blew out the candles, closed the door tightly and said, "This room is not to be used any more. I believe no one will dare to live here anymore."

At this moment, Ye Xiao stared closely at his eyes, a puff of gunpowder smoke gradually rose in his pupils.

Midnight, twelve o'clock.

Everyone left the room where Tu Nan died, and Tong Jianguo locked the door - inside was Tu Nan's temporary grave.

There are two vacant rooms on the fifth floor, one for Ding Ding and the mysterious girl, and one for Sun Zi Chu and Ye Xiao.

Now, only Yang Mou and Tang Xiaotian were left on the second floor. The bride leaned on Yang Mou in fear, because there was a dead man lying in the next room, so Yang Mou could only comfort her.

Dingding escorted the girls to the fifth floor, and after they entered the room, Dingding locked the door behind them.She is going to spend the second night in the empty city with this mysterious strange girl.

In the dark corridor outside, Ye Xiao asked Sun Zichu to enter the room to rest, then he reached out to stop Tong Jianguo, and said softly, "Can we talk?"

"Talk about what?"

Tong Jianguo leaned against the wall, his eyes showed two gleams.

"It's not convenient to talk here, let's go to the rooftop on the roof."

So, the two quietly touched the roof of the building, looking up at the vast starry sky.Standing on the top of the fifth floor, the night wind immediately messed up his hair, and at the same time brought a strange smell.

Only then did I remember that there was a dead man lying on the roof—the tour guide Xiao Fang.

But in the dark night, I can't see clearly, I don't know where the body is lying, and I don't know if Xiao Fang has changed his appearance again?After experiencing the wind and rain throughout the day, Ye Xiao couldn't imagine it.

Tong Jianguo didn't seem to care, and instead lit a cigarette: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Who exactly are you?"

"Is this an interrogation?"

The light of the cigarette butt was flickering in the darkness, his whole face was in the shadow, and there were mountains in the distance, this was all he could see in the moonless midnight.

"I'm just curious, how can you drive a car without keys? How can you dispose of a corpse like a mummified body? These are things ordinary people can't do."

"Ye Xiao, you are not a policeman here, but a tourist. We are equal here. Please don't look at me like a criminal suspect!"

"I'm sorry, but whether it's the police or civilians, I think in this particular situation, everyone needs to take responsibility and work together to get out of this predicament."

Tong Jianguo sneered: "Do you really want to know?"

"This is very important to all of us, otherwise many people will doubt you. I don't want mutual suspicion among us."

"Okay, let me tell you." He took another puff of the cigarette, and the burning light gradually receded, "I have been on the battlefield."

"battlefield?"

Ye Xiao couldn't help taking a step back, and his mind immediately turned - Tong Jianguo was born in 1949. If he was a soldier when he was young, it would be the late 60s to early 70s, but there was no war in China in those years?Was he a military officer who participated in the 1979 border war against Vietnam?
"It's not Vietnam!" Tong Jianguo knew what Ye Xiao was thinking, "It's the Golden Triangle."

"What army are you in?"

"Golden Triangle Revolutionary Guerrillas."

"What?" Ye Xiao didn't understand at all, "Guerrillas?"

Tong Jianguo sighed softly: "It's a long story. I am an educated youth of the third class in Shanghai. In 1968, I went to the Yunnan Production and Construction Corps. I joined the queue and settled in a Dai village in Xishuangbanna. I was in that remote and poor place. Spent my most important youth years - I really envy the young people now, you will not understand that time."

However, Ye Xiao thought of a TV series that was once a sensation - "The Debt".

"I didn't leave a 'debt'!"

Tong Jianguo actually guessed his heart again, which made Ye Xiao's back go numb. Could Tong Jianguo have mind reading skills?Can you read other people's thoughts through your eyes?

"Although the Dai girls there are nice, my heart is not in that small place, and I don't want to waste my life in the paddy fields." Tong Jianguo was completely caught up in the memories of the past. He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and looked up at the starry sky, " I was an ambitious person since I was a child, and I was never reconciled to my situation. At that time, there was a war on the other side of the border. On one side was the government army in the Golden Triangle, and on the other side were revolutionary guerrillas. Many Chinese educated youths sneaked across the border and joined guerrillas abroad. The team has gone to make a revolution."

Ye Xiao remembered: "Oh, when I graduated from the Public Security University, I was an intern in the Yunnan border anti-narcotics team, and I heard people talk about that period of history."

"The young people at that time were very idealistic. In the Dai village where I joined the queue, there were only two educated youths including me, and the other was from Shanghai. Both of us grew up in the same alley, and we were both full of idealism. Those who are unwilling to waste their lives in a quiet mountain village. So we crossed the jungle-covered border privately on a dark and stormy night."

"Like Che Guevara?"

"I'm not as great as him! I just heard that many educated youths are leaders in the guerrillas, and I also want to make a splash there. But when it comes to war, I know how to write the word 'cruel' Yes. One-third of my troops are Chinese educated youths, and some are even my classmates in Shanghai. We lurk in the jungle all day long, braving the hail of bullets and dealing with the enemy. You must have seen many Vietnam War movies made in the United States, right? "

Ye Xiao nodded silly as if listening to a legendary story: "Yes."

"We are much more difficult than the Vietnamese. The dead people I have seen with my own eyes can form a regiment! The enemies I have personally killed can also form a company. Every day, comrades-in-arms are injured and sacrificed. Death—all kinds of deaths, some had their heads blown off by bullets, some were blown to pieces by bombs, some stepped on landmines and their lower body was blown off..."

"So you know what to do with the dead?"

"Yes, the environment on the battlefield changes rapidly, and the tragic situation after the death of a comrade-in-arms is beyond your imagination. Often a lot of flies are attracted to a person as soon as he dies, and they rot within a few days. But no matter how tragic the battle is, no matter the corpse How horrible, we will never abandon a comrade in arms, never let a comrade's body fall into the hands of the enemy, let alone leave a comrade in the wilderness to become dinner for wild dogs. We drag the body away at any cost, usually with a cloth prison We wrapped the dead firmly to protect them from insects and wild animals. After the battle, we transported the corpses to the villages in the base area and buried them in the 'Martyrs Cemetery' - a secret cemetery, in case the enemy came to dig the grave."

"Thus, Tu Nan became a mummy."

Another gust of cool wind blew on the rooftop, and Ye Xiao felt goosebumps all over his body, even though it was his childhood dream to go to the front line to fight.

"You bastard!" Tong Jianguo suddenly pushed Ye Xiao violently, "Why did you ask me to say this! I don't want to recall these bad things for a long time. Every time I think of it, my head feels like it's about to explode!"

Ye Xiao thought he was going to be attacked at first, but then he said flatly, "I'm sorry."

"I won't be able to sleep again tonight!"

Tong Jianguo cursed and walked down the roof. Ye Xiao didn't know how to answer, so he could only go back to the corridor on the fifth floor.

Actually, Ye Xiao couldn't fall asleep tonight.

Two in the morning.

Sure enough, Ye Xiao hadn't fallen asleep yet.

Eyes open, dark ceiling.There was a musty smell in the room, which penetrated into his body through every opening.It's been a long time since I felt this way, my eyes are wide open but I can't see anything.As if I have become a blind person, everything is so helpless and hopeless, unable to move an inch, as Helen Keller yearns for "if you give me three days of light".

In fact, in Nanming City, it is equivalent to becoming a blind person, who can only see a little under the eyelids, and the world is once again unpredictable, trapped in the eternal chaos.

He turned over and jumped up from the bed, leaned over to the window to look at the garden outside, and there were only some blurred tree shadows in his vision.Ye Xiao touched the candle and lit it. There was a row of simple bookcases beside the bed. He looked at the dusty spines of the books by the dim candlelight.

Suddenly, he saw two familiar Chinese characters - virus.

It was the book with the blue cover, the word "Virus" was very eye-catching, and the author's signature was his cousin who was a writer.This book was published in mainland China in April 2002. It happens that the character "Ye Xiao" is also included in the book, and it records an unusually bizarre and terrifying incident that he came into contact with when he first became a policeman.

I didn't expect this book to be spread here!Put it on the bedside bookshelf in the bedroom, the owner must like this book very much.Ye Xiao touched the cover of the book, the feeling in his heart was indescribable, he could only walk around the room restlessly.

Yes, those stories are almost true to him, and fate is always playing tricks on him, allowing him to bump into and experience these incredible things—like this cemetery-like city, like a huge prison On top of the head, how many years in prison will they be sentenced to?Or life imprisonment?Even the death penalty?

At least, the tour guide Xiao Fang, the driver and Tu Nan, all three of them have been executed.

Who will be the next to go to hell?

Or this is already hell.

His throat hurt like it was burning. He went to the living room to take a sip of cold water, but saw another black figure shaking.He carefully took the candle and illuminated it, but it turned out to be the same haggard face—Sun Zichu.

"Oh, you gave me a fright again!"

Ye Xiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Can't you sleep too?"

"Yeah, I'm still thinking about Tu Nan's death—what's going on? Also, why did I leave the room alone? And running out into the street in the middle of the night, isn't that logical at all?"

"That's a question only you can answer."

"I just don't know why? I really can't remember. I even forgot how I got downstairs." Sun Tzuchu patted his head vigorously, "It's terrible, it's terrible, will I have premature aging ?”

Ye Xiao frowned: "It's miserable enough. If you get sick in this place, you can't be sent to the hospital."

"Damn, what to do? What to do?"

Sun Tzuchu was already in a frenzy. He kept circling in the living room with a candle lit beside him. Those who didn't know thought he was doing some kind of witchcraft sacrifice.

"Actually, I can't remember either."

"what?"

Ye Xiao narrowed his eyes, stared at the candlelight, and returned to the starting point of his memory: "I only remember yesterday—no, the day before yesterday. I woke up from the tourist bus at eleven o'clock in the morning the day before yesterday, and I asked you what month was it?" Where is the number?"

"Yes, I thought you were trying to scare me on purpose? Then, we went to the ethnic minority village by the road and ate that damned 'golden meat'!"

"Do you think I'm a joker?"

"Of course not!" Sun Tzuchu looked into his eyes carefully through the candlelight, "Did you really forget everything at that time?"

"No, I still remember your name, know that you are my good friend, and I know my profession. I am a police officer in Shanghai. But I don't remember the time and place at all, and I don't know why I am here Barry? I subconsciously thought it was somewhere in China, but I never thought it was Chiang Mai, Thailand."

Sun Zichu approached his face, stretched out a slender index finger, swayed between Ye Xiao's eyes, and asked like a hypnotist: "You also have amnesia? Temporarily lost some links in the memory chain?"

"I don't know, I have a terrible headache!"

Ye Xiao suddenly hugged his head, clenched his teeth and broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.

"Don't—" Sun Zichu comforted him, and gave him another sip of water, "Can you recall the clearest recent memory before noon the day before yesterday?"

"I don't even...don't even know how I came to Thailand!"

(End of this chapter)