Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1980 Lin Sanjiu Watching Movies 2

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A lot of people have come to work in the office of Ascendas Journey, the keyboard is tapping, the phone is ringing, the central air conditioner is buzzing... "Who is she?" Someone asked a colleague in a low voice as he walked past Deng Yilan .

Deng Yilan was sitting on the waiting sofa, and among the employees who came and went, she had never been so clearly aware of how uncomfortable she was wearing pajamas and slippers. She wiped her hands on her trousers several times, and soon her palms were sweating again.

"Hey, you." The man surnamed Peng stuck his head out of an office and instructed a girl, "Please invite Miss Deng over."

When Deng Yilan looked up, she saw a pale face with a tight expression. The girl was talking to her from outside the gate, and she didn't make eye contact with her at all, so she walked over and asked her to come over in a low voice.

"It's been a long wait," Mr. Peng looked polite and let her sit down. "Have you seen our little Liu?"

The girl avoided Deng Yilan and shook her head for some reason; Deng Yilan didn't want her to be embarrassed, and said first: "I saw it outside...because I lost my wallet and wanted to borrow money from her to go home, she thought I was A liar who asked me a lot of questions."

As soon as the words came out, she couldn't help being surprised. She has always been bad at words. When she first joined the unit, she was young, and other female colleagues were always called by the boss to accompany the client, but no one called her because the boss thought she was too honest and inflexible. Since when has she been able to make up an excuse so smoothly and without thinking?

President Peng nodded, his eyes pierced on Xiao Liu's body, and he let her go.

"Unknown security guard", Deng Yilan suddenly remembered what the girl had said to her. That day it was a security guard who I didn't know and called Han Jun away... and today there is not even a security guard on the trip.

"...How's the investigation going?" She worked hard for a few seconds, and Mr. Peng had already asked the question in a pleasant manner.

Deng Yilan narrowed her eyes and looked at him carefully. The sunlight filtered in through the gaps in the windows, reflecting his carefully combed hair and gold-rimmed glasses. The opponent was beating someone, but Han Jun was the one who was beating, and it suddenly became a little incredible at this moment.

"I've been there a few times, and they all told me to stay home and wait for news."

"Then just wait," Mr. Peng nodded, and after taking care of the skin, which had loosened due to age, he pressed it down from the edge of the neckline with the movement. "I am very confident! I believe that the French Open will be prosperous and omissions will not be missed."

Yes, the French Open is full... Deng Yilan clenched her pajama pants tightly and recited these words blankly.

"I am very concerned about Han Jun, and I feel very sad when I hear about his death. Well, I will ask you my friends in the bureau, and try to inquire about the situation for you as much as possible." President Peng's expression was almost Kindly, "What we want is the same, that is, to give Han Jun justice as soon as possible, and severely punish the murderer. During this time, you can rest at home, how about you?"

Deng Yilan did not speak.

"I understand your sadness, but you have to pay attention to yourself. Look, you ran outside in your pajamas for most of the night, lost your wallet, and couldn't go home. How sad would Han Jun be if he knew? Let others see you. Now, I thought you were mentally ill." Mr. Peng shook his head and took out a few bills from his wallet. "It's my heart, take this money and take a taxi home."

She remained silent.

"Sister, talk. What do you think?"

Deng Yilan slowly raised his head. "… Cavemen."

President Peng was taken aback: "What?"

"I'm thinking of cavemen." Deng Yilan said slowly, "it's when men hunt and women gather..."

Maybe President Peng really felt that she was mentally ill at this moment, and blinked at her from behind the glasses.

"If Han Jun and I were both cavemen and married... I don't know if there was a husband and wife at that time, so we should have. If he was beaten to death, I can't call the police, and there is no court, then I will To get revenge, you must rely on yourself to find clues and find the murderer." Deng Yilan stopped and thought about it.

President Peng obviously thought he understood what she meant, and smiled: "Yes, a modern society ruled by law is better, isn't it?"

Deng Yilan made a sound of "um". She could only agree, what she thought in her heart, she dared not say.

This conversation went on for a while, mainly because President Peng persuaded her to collect the money and went home, and he said a lot of condolences; Deng Yilan sat for a while, and finally walked over and took some banknotes and said: "You're right, then I'm going home. Where's the restroom?"

With the result of the conversation, Mr. Peng looked very satisfied, called the secretary in, led her out, and did not forget to instruct the secretary: "You must bring Miss Deng to the car in person, this is my very important guest. "

Deng Yilan deliberately sat on the toilet for a long time.

The secretary came in twice, and she said that she had a stomachache and told the other party not to wait, just go out and take a taxi by herself. A woman in pajamas and slippers ran into someone else's company to have diarrhea, and she also felt that she must look mentally ill; the secretary seemed too lazy to spend more time on her, and quickly left her.

As soon as the sound of the high heels disappeared, Deng Yilan immediately stood up and walked quietly to the door. There was no one in the corridor outside the bathroom. She took this opportunity to sneak out, looked around, and ran to the back warehouse with small steps.

The heartbeat almost made her eardrums burst. Deng Yilan was afraid that there were security guards in the small warehouse or that the door would be locked; she rushed to the small door and turned the door handle, but luckily the door opened silently.

...In the small warehouse with dimly lit yellow lights, among the shelves of filing cabinets, Han Jun turned his head towards her and smiled slightly.

Deng Yilan seemed to be grabbed by someone's internal organs at once - and then she looked at it, the warehouse was empty, except for a small desk, bottled water and paper towels and other sundries, she was the only one.

Maybe she's really going crazy.

She closed the door, stood there for a few seconds, opened and closed her eyes, hoping she could see him again. The only good thing that happened after Han Jun died was that she had visions and saw him again, but he never showed up again.

Deng Yilan walked slowly to the center of the warehouse, and stopped for a while at the place where "Han Jun" stood just now. Has he been to this place before, has he ever faced a desk like himself? His feet have also stepped on this floor, right?

Deng Yilan took out her feet from her slippers and stepped on the concrete floor barefoot. She thought she would feel the temperature left by Han Kyun, but there was only a coldness under her feet.

She imagined how Han Jun would look at this room, and followed his gaze, looking at the warehouse one by one. This may be the last scene Han Jun saw before his death. He was so close to the sea outside, and he was so close to the sky outside. The last thing he saw was this narrow warehouse with no windows.

She raised her head, glanced over the filing cabinet, and paused. On a sharp corner, there is a long and narrow black-red stain, which seems to have been missed by someone without paying attention when wiping it over. Deng Yilan suddenly forgot how to breathe, and at first glance, he looked around helplessly, and his eyes quickly settled on the chair behind the table.

Just as she dragged the chair out and brought it closer to the filing cabinet, the warehouse door was slammed open.

The secretary who had left her just now looked flushed and panicked. When he saw her, he immediately seemed to have seen a sentry from the enemy, and before he could say a word, he turned around and shouted: "Peng, she is here! Warehouse!"

Deng Yilan didn't know what to do now, and stared blankly at Mr. Peng, a few employees and the girl just now, pouring into the warehouse from outside. Mr. Peng's eyes circled around the chair, the filing cabinet and her, and his expression had already changed.

"I've done my best," he said through gritted teeth. "You don't have any money, I'll give you money, and I'll have someone drive you into the car. What are you doing here now?"

This may be her last chance, Deng Yilan thought. She left here today, and there is no way to verify the black and red stains on the corner of the cabinet. I am afraid that no one will verify it except her. She didn't say anything at all, stepped on the chair and stretched her arms to touch the corner of the cabinet.

President Peng rushed out of the crowd.

Don't look at his well-maintained appearance, but his strength is not small - he kicked the chair leg and kicked the chair into the air; Deng Yilan only felt his foot crooked, and his brain, heart and blood seemed to be thrown away Halfway into the air, the body fell back to the ground along with the chair, until it hit the ground heavily.

"Call the police!"

When Deng Yilan was thrown into a mess and her eyes were black, she could hardly believe that she heard these two words. "Pull out the phone and call the police," Mr. Peng shouted again angrily, "she came to harass us in our business, but she refused to leave, and wanted to steal something—hurry up!"

It took Deng Yilan a long time to take another breath from her lungs and rolled to the ground, seeing that Xiao Liu who was talking to her was busy dialing the phone.

For some reason, that scene had been imprinted in her mind.

... That Xiao Liu, I don't know if he has been fired now?

Deng Yilan sat on the cold floor, thinking in a trance.

The toilet shared by many people in the corner has not been cleaned for a long time, and it emits a pungent urine smell; several other people are sitting and lying down, and no one speaks. In this gray-cold little brick house, she and a few others silently waited for the more and more sinister future.

The sound of a key tapping woke her up. She didn't know when she fell asleep, only to realize that someone had come to open the iron gate; a woman opened the door and shouted, "Deng Yilan!"

She stood up slowly, lowered her head, and followed the woman out. She was still wearing the nightgown, now very dirty. When she went out, she took back her mobile phone and house keys. She looked at the things she had forgotten in the hotel, and silently held them in her hands.

When she was brought in, she said everything she should have said, and even slipped her tongue out of frustration, saying, "I saw Han Jun in that warehouse, and I know he must have been there." - Finished , she regretted it.

After signing the paperwork, her parents waited with livid faces when she went out. Her mother's mouth has always been stinging, but she didn't say much today, her eyes were so red that she seemed to have cried. Deng Yilan really hoped that she could say some ugly things like she used to, because it's always easier to be angry with her parents than to feel guilty about her parents.

She walked out of the detention station with her parents and saw the sun again 24 hours after Mr. Peng called the police.

After 48 hours, Deng Yilan was sent to a mental hospital.