After taking a shower, Zhou Ze changed his clothes and sat on the sofa downstairs. It was only the second half of the night, and it was still early before dawn, but Zhou Ze was no longer sleepy.
After a normal person had that dream, it would probably be difficult for them to go back to sleep in a short period of time.
Bai Yingying made Zhou Ze coffee and brought it up. Then, she stood at the side like a child who had done something wrong and was at a loss.
Zhou Ze waved his hand, indicating that it was fine. She could go up to rest or play games, but Bai Yingying was still unwilling to leave. In her opinion, whether it was intentional or not, she had indeed absorbed the murderous aura from Zhou Ze's body, and her boss's body had clearly not fully recovered.
This was like a person who was already seriously ill, yet he was still having fun every night. He was really courting death.
After taking a sip of coffee, Zhou Ze lit a cigarette. To be honest, he was also a little curious why he would emit a murderous aura when he was dreaming. He believed that Bai Yingying did not deliberately harm him or could not wait any longer. In fact, Bai Yingying was quite satisfied with her "White Hair Witch" style. Recently, her style of clothes had also become ancient, and it had a unique charm.
This matter could only be considered a thorn in his heart. If he could not figure it out, he could only let it go for now. After all, there were more important things to deal with and solve.
Half an hour later, a police car stopped in front of the bookstore.
Lady Xu, who was still "absorbing the essence of the sun and moon", saw that the police had arrived. She immediately stood up and went upstairs. She did not want to stay downstairs anymore.
He had complained about the bad air in the detention center and the bad sleep. That night in the detention center had dealt a great blow to his skin.
It was Zhang Yanfeng who came in. It was a message from Zhou Ze.
Zhang Yanfeng held a document bag in his hand. His gaze first fell on Bai Yingying, and he asked doubtfully,
"Who is she?"
The last time the police entered the bookstore, Zhou Ze had let Bai Yingying and the others leave first, so Zhang Yanfeng did not know about Bai Yingying. Moreover, no matter how powerful the police's information system was, it was impossible to record Bai Yingying's information.
"My niece."
Zhou Ze said perfunctorily.
Zhang Yanfeng did not dwell on this and sat down opposite Zhou Ze.
"Coffee or tea?" Zhou Ze asked.
Zhang Yanfeng touched his tired face and smelled the strong fragrance of the coffee in front of him. He said, "Coffee."
Bai Yingying went to make coffee. Zhou Ze turned his head and shouted,
"Get instant Nestle."
"…" Zhang Yanfeng.
When the coffee was served, Zhang Yanfeng drank it in one gulp and pointed to the folder on the table. "Don't you want to take a look?"
Zhou Ze shook his head. "There shouldn't be any useful information."
"Hehe."
Zhang Yanfeng smiled, lit a cigarette, and asked,
"Why did you call me here?"
"Because I just slept."
"What?"
"Then, I had a dream."
Zhou Ze stretched lazily,
The scene in the dream was unbearable to recall.
Of course, compared to the sealed space at the end, even the experience from a pregnant woman's perspective was not worth mentioning.
"What kind of dream?" Zhang Yanfeng's expression became serious.
In this world,
Only he and Zhou Ze had chains on their legs. Since he could dream, so could Zhou Ze.
"That place shouldn't be a hospital."
Zhou Ze coughed and continued, "That place should have been a secret underground concentration camp, a little like the Nazi's Auschwitz."
Zhang Yanfeng narrowed his eyes. "Concentration camp?"
"Yes, my dream should have overlapped with yours. I also dreamed of that prison
"But maybe it's because I have different reasons from you, so my dream is more realistic than yours, and there are more details than yours.
There are many prisoners there, and every cell is full of people. "
As he said that,
Zhou Ze pointed at the invisible chain under his feet and continued, "I can't see it at all.
"This chain was thrown out by the prison management. It doesn't seem to be a symbol of shackles. At least, to the prisoners, it seems to represent something very beautiful. It's a symbol of a different kind of beautiful feeling."
Zhou Ze thought of the man in his dream who helped a woman snatch the chain,
When the woman walked out with the chain..,
He stood behind the iron railing, his gaze filled with blessings and beautiful expectations.
But he might not know..,
The woman in chains..,
What kind of place did she walk into in the end.
This formed an extremely strong contradiction point, because Zhou Ze felt that his analysis of the last environment in the dream should not be wrong.
It was not difficult to find the introduction to the Nazi's Auschwitz. Many people related to it had written similar memoirs. There was a paragraph that Zhou Ze had read when he was in school, and he had a deep memory of it. Many Jews entered that room and thought that it was a place for them to shower and bathe. In the end, what came out of those small holes was not warm water, but poisonous gas.
Zhang Yanfeng was silent. He did not know how to respond.
"I don't think there's any mention of this in this information, right?" Zhou Ze pointed at the document bag on the coffee table.
Zhang Yanfeng shook his head.
"That prison should be deep underground," Zhou Ze said in a deep voice.
Zhou Ze said in a deep voice, "Moreover, I speculated that the clothes worn by the people at that time and the clothes of the administrator that I saw should be from the Republic of China period. Since there are no records in this information, I think there is a possibility that this prison is still underground and has not been discovered at all?"
"So, what do you mean?
You want me to apply to the leader to push the police station down and dig down?
The reason is that I had a dream? "
Zhang Yanfeng asked.
"There will always be a way, won't there?" Zhou Ze took another sip of coffee. "After all, the victim has already found our feet."
"I can't do it, and I can't use such a reason to do it," Zhang Yanfeng said very seriously.
"Actually, this isn't difficult. We just need to find a little evidence," Zhou Ze analyzed.
"Recently, the police station is preparing to level an underground garage," Zhang Yanfeng said.
"I understand."
Zhou Ze nodded, indicating that he understood, but boss Zhou continued lazily, "I'll get someone to operate it."
If they could use this opportunity to let the construction team dig a little deeper, maybe they would find some clues. When the time came, as long as they could confirm that there might be a special building below, the normal excavation and construction could continue openly.
"Is there anything else?" Zhang Yanfeng asked. It seemed that he was planning to leave.
"You can't help me with my matters."
Zhou Ze smiled. For example, why would he be "Overflowing with essence" in his dreams, and even the murderous aura that he emitted was so strong that it could make Bai Yingying drunk.
"Then I'll leave first." Zhang Yanfeng stood up and picked up the document bag on the coffee table.
"By the way, Captain Zhang," Zhou Ze called.
"What's Wrong?" Zhang Yanfeng turned around and looked at Zhou Ze.
"Has your ancestor ever been a soldier?" Zhou Ze tried his best to organize his words. "Your grandfather or your great-grandfather's generation?"
"What do you mean?"
"I'm just asking. Perhaps one of the victims there might have a relative of yours. You know, blood relations can also be a kind of restraint.
And this kind of bond can sometimes even surpass the distance between life and death. "
Zhou Ze thought of the old man he had killed at the Confucian Temple. The old man had served the Confucian Temple for many years in order to pray for his descendants.
"I'm not sure about that. I'll have to ask."
"Including the special missing ones," Zhou Ze added.
"Say, there are my elders in the prison, but since they are my elders, why would they add a chain to a junior like me?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.
"But to them, the chain is a symbol of beauty. What if your elders like you and put this on you?
It's like giving you a piece of candy or a longevity lock. "
Zhang Yanfeng was silent for a while, but he still left.
Zhou Ze crossed his feet and continued to lie on the sofa, falling into another kind of deep thought.
That was, if Zhang Yanfeng could say that one of his relatives or elders had died in that prison, so the chain would eventually fall on him..,
Then what about himself?
Just because he was a ghost..,
In addition, he happened to appear in the vicinity of the police station..,
So he was handcuffed?
Really..,
Was that so?
As he thought about it, Zhou Ze suddenly felt a little tightness in his chest. He stood up, pushed open the door of the bookstore, walked out, and stood on the street in the middle of the night.
The air was filled with a faint moisture, and sparse rain was falling.
Oh..,
So it was going to rain..,
No wonder it was so stuffy.
Zhou Ze continued to stand in the rain and lit another cigarette.
The rain began to fall harder and harder..,
From the initial pitter-patter to the majestic sound of "Hualala".
Zhou Ze reached out to cover his head,
He had just taken a shower, so he decided to go back to the bookstore first.
However..,
When he lifted his foot, his body staggered and he almost fell down.
His feet were so heavy,
It was as if something was locked and he couldn't lift it at all.
Zhou Ze lowered his head in surprise,
He was shocked to find that on his feet..,
There was actually an ankle chain,
Why..,
How could this be?
....
The old priest sniffed and walked downstairs. He had just slept for a while, but he had caught a cold. He came down and poured a cup of hot water to drink to warm his body. The boss and the others had made the second floor too "Cool". The cooling effect had not completely dissipated until now.
Earlier, he had heard Xu Qinglang sneeze when he went upstairs. Obviously, he could not stand the aftertaste of this natural artificial cooling.
"Yo."
The old priest slowly drank the hot water as he looked at Bai Yingying who was sitting on the sofa,
"The boss fell asleep again?"
Bai Yingying nodded and reached out to gently caress the boss's face. She said,
"The policeman fell asleep as soon as he left. The boss should be really tired."