Doomsday Wonderland

Today is the morning when Jiujiu remembers her first and last phone call with Han Jun. It was June 5th.

At that time, Han Jun was clearly on his way to escape alone, and he also took away his wife's cell phone.

So why don’t the times on this notice match?

She took out Hanjun's mobile phone and found the text message "Husband, where are you?" and compared it with the missing person notice in front of her - the contact number was the same. The notice stated that the number holder was Han Jun’s wife, whose surname was Deng.

"Is it a trap?" Teacher Yi rarely showed up recently in order to save energy. At this time, she was aroused by her strong suspicion again, and said: "Maybe they already know that Han Jun did not take the things, and they thought you were My accomplice, so they want to use this method to drag you out? Maybe the time is wrong, this is their trick. "

The same pieces, when viewed by different people, can spell out different stories. Such fragmentary clues contained too many possibilities, and she could only guess and wonder, which was too annoying - Lin Sanjiu gritted her teeth and turned on her phone again.

The phone call posted on the missing person notice only rang once and was answered.

"Husband?" A female voice rang immediately. The urgency in it almost made her voice crack, and she trembled tremblingly: "Where are you? Didn't you lose your mobile phone?"

Lin Sanjiu opened her mouth, but no words came out.

"Hello? Husband, please speak," the woman spoke faster, with a nasal tone as she begged: "Where are you? I'm going to find you right now!"

...If this is acting, even if you are deceived, it is only natural.

"I...I'm not your husband." Lin Sanjiu cleared her throat and deliberately lowered her voice.

There was sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

"W-what..." The woman was stunned for two seconds, and then a faint anger emerged from despair. "Who are you? Why do you have my husband's phone number in your hand? Do you know where he is?"

How to get information from this woman who seems to be about to have an emotional breakdown is really a difficult task, especially the first sentence must be carefully considered. Lin Sanjiu looked around, and sure enough, four or five more cameras were scanned within a radius of twenty meters; she strode towards the sidewalk green belt, ducked under the trees, and sat on the edge, letting herself be covered by the thick leaves. Covered up.

After cutting off the eyes of the outside world, she finally calmed down for a little bit - as an evolver with keen senses, when she was in an environment with all-round camera surveillance, she was far more affected than ordinary people.

"Speak!" the woman shouted on the phone again.

"I saw the missing person notice you posted," Lin Sanjiu said slowly, trying to calm her down. "I just discovered that the phone I picked up belongs to your husband."

"Picked it up...?" The voice on the phone sounded almost confused, "Where did you pick it up? When did you pick it up?"

"Near the museum," Lin Sanjiu said at a meaningless time and place, "Let's go in the morning on the 5th."

The anger and hope on the other side were immediately vented.

"That's useless. He originally worked in the museum and left home on the morning of the 5th... Please return his mobile phone to me. There may be clues in the mobile phone. I will definitely thank you. Please tell me the price. ——”

"Did you know that he was going out on the morning of the 5th? You told me the details." Han Jun clearly absconded with the stolen goods on the morning of the 5th. Could he be lying to her?

The wife on the other end paused, as if she did not expect to hear such an answer, and replied subconsciously: "I don't know... He told me after the night shift the night before that he had lost his mobile phone and took it away. I 5 No. I didn’t contact him. After I got home from work, I didn’t see him back until late at night... He told me the next day, that is, my work unit, that he had something to go out. Wait a minute, why do you ask this? "

Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath. "I will return this phone to you, you don't have to pay me. I just want to ask you something."

"Really, really? I...what are you asking?" The woman seemed to be at a loss and became wary: "We don't have much money, and I also called the police...Did you really pick up the mobile phone by accident? "

"What did the police say?" Lin Sanjiu ignored her question.

"No, I didn't say much...just let me wait for the news at home."

This wife is obviously full of anxiety. No matter how suspicious she is, she is the only driftwood she can catch in the torrent. Without giving her a chance to think too much, Lin Sanjiu asked: "What did you and your husband say when you were waiting?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"This...why do you ask this?"

"It was a coincidence that I picked up the cell phone. Maybe I can help." Lin Sanjiu also knew that he was deceiving his wife who was in despair - but at least it was a white lie, which was harmless to her.

"Really? But...it's useless to tell you. Most of the content has nothing to do with finding someone." The woman still didn't believe everything and only said: "He explained the situation to me. We made an appointment on the phone to go to Copper. We met at Di Pier, but when I went, he was not there. In the past few days, I have been calling and sending messages to my own number...ah, I even sent the wrong message to this number once! Did you receive it? "

...So that’s it?

Lin Sanjiu pondered, wondering whether he should tell her the truth.

Did this woman know anything about the stolen goods? If she didn't know, then how should she say it so as to be as less cruel as possible?

"I will return the phone to you. You can think of a handover place, and I won't show up. Are there lockers in the station hall?" But she had to keep the phone card - after all, there were so many notices for the Evolver to see. Above, this is the number printed on it.

"Ah?" The other end of the phone was surprised, "What station hall... I don't know, there isn't one. Why don't you want to meet me? Even if you find a locker or something like that, you still have to leave your personal information. What’s the point?”

It felt like the two channels were splitting during the call. Since she doesn't want to show her face, it's certainly impossible to leave any registration information unless -

"Do I have to leave personal information to use the locker?" Lin Sanjiu felt that she was constantly being surprised by this modern world. Shouldn't personal information be a very important thing?

"I don't know where there are lockers open to the public, but they are everywhere." The woman sounded even more surprised than she was. "They are everywhere, really."

"Then I'll leave it in the flower bed and bushes." Lin Sanjiu made a quick decision and turned a deaf ear to the urgent voice that immediately sounded on the other end: "You can come and get it at 12 o'clock in the evening."

There are so many people during the day, so it’s not a good time to leave behind a very new mobile phone.

"Flower bed? Where's the flower bed?"

Lin Sanjiu reported the name of the bus stop where she got off and the name of the road where the missing person notice was found. "Next to a blind path, there are a few broken bricks on the blind path, and a flower bed next to the broken bricks..."

Before she finished speaking, the breathing on the other end of the phone suddenly became heavier, and the sound of wind flowed into the phone along with the woman's footsteps: "Wait a minute! Wait a minute!"

Lin Sanjiu was stunned and immediately realized what he was doing.

Damn it - she threw Han Jun's missing person notice on the road, cursed secretly, jumped up, and hung up the phone.

Who would have thought that his wife had posted this missing person notice just now, and she hasn't gone far yet!

Lin Sanjiu looked around, and sure enough, from one end of the sidewalk, he saw a figure in white clothes running in this direction, his sandals hitting the road loudly with every step. Pedestrians on the road avoided her and stood aside; under their side glances, the woman kept shouting: "Hey! Wait a minute!"

Han Jun's wife saw her - luckily she still wore the same outfit as last night. Although she didn't have a mask, she still looked like a man from a distance.

No matter how much ordinary people ran, they would not pose a threat to her. Lin Sanjiu lowered her head, turned around and strode away - even if she walked, her speed was far beyond the running speed of ordinary people. In just a few turns, Hanjun's wife completely disappeared from behind, and even her shouts were not heard. When she stopped on the sidewalk between the two buildings, she realized that she had just made a mistake. He still put Hanjun's cell phone in his pocket.

...That's okay, after all, I didn't have time to take out the phone card just now.

Lin Sanjiu sent a text message to Han Jun's wife, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net telling her to go to the flower bed to get her cell phone at the same time tonight, and then temporarily turned off the phone. Even if his wife had been waiting near the flower bed for her to appear, she could still throw the phone under the bushes without anyone noticing.

The next half day passed peacefully.

...At 11:53 that night, Han Jun's wife appeared next to the flower bed as promised.

She was still wearing her daytime clothes—sandals, jeans, and a white T-shirt. Her hair was messy, her eyes were puffy, and she had a dull, oval face. She held a mobile phone in her hand, turned on the flashlight, lowered her head and walked on the road while searching.

When she finally found the broken bricks on the blind path, she let out a shaky breath, hurriedly lay down, and reached into the bushes to fumble around. Her fingertips first touched something like a plastic bag, but it was too big and hard. It didn't look like it contained a mobile phone, but more like trash that someone had stuffed in casually. Her fingers explored the ground again, and this time they touched a cold metal surface.

She shined the flashlight inside, and sure enough she saw the familiar husband's cell phone.

She didn't reach for it, but slowly moved the flashlight away from the phone and moved deeper into the trees.

In the bushes illuminated by the flashlight, Han Jun's bloody and swollen face poked out from the tightly wrapped black plastic bag, fell into the soil, and looked at her motionless. ...

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