After pressing for a few minutes, the bleeding finally subsided. Lu Siyu licked his lips habitually, and approached Song Wen slackly, without even saying a word of defense.

Song Wen tried his best to disperse his fear of the darkness by talking. Seeing Lu Siyu lowered his head, his heart softened, "You weren't hurt just now, weren't you?"

Lu Siyu shook his head.

Song Wen suddenly thought of something, frowned and asked Lu Siyu: "I still have a question, who are those people? There are so many people on the other side, they are all young men between the ages of 20 and 30, and the police have not yet Report, how did they know that we found it here?"

At present, only Lin Xiuran, Fu Linjiang, Zhu Xiao, and Lao Jia are known to be involved in the Wushan Nursing Home. These are all people he can trust. Even if Lao Jia is unreliable, he will not reveal the news to outsiders. Others, Tian Ming, Cheng Mo, Gu Ju, as the leader of the criminal investigation, may know. Lu Siyu figured it out by himself, and he didn't even tell it, so naturally it was impossible for him to reveal the matter.

Lu Siyu sighed: "I don't know the identity of those people, I was careless... After I entered, I found out that cameras were installed here, and they were all in extremely secret places."

Song Wen came in in a hurry just now, and has been eager to find the trace of Lu Siyu. He didn't pay attention to these situations. Now it sounds that this place has been monitored for a long time. Song Wen asked sideways: "When did these monitoring start? ?"

Lu Siyu said: "The equipment is still very new. Maybe Zhang Peicai's intrusion made them more alert. So those people may be the ones who killed Zhang Peicai? Or are they related?"

Song Wen hummed, trying to connect these clues together.

The basement is very dark and slightly damp. This is a room of about 20 square meters. Lu Siyu researched it around and couldn't find a light that could be turned on. The two of them could only sit in one place by the faint light of the mobile phone. .

Fortunately, those people just kept them here and did not return with a group of people.

With the passage of time, the blood on Song Wen's head finally stopped, and he snorted, "Why do I feel... it seems a little cold here?"

Lu Siyu said: "It's not your illusion, this place should have an air conditioner." When he was walking in the house just now, he found that there was air-conditioning floating down from the top of the house. The cold air was relatively heavy and was heading towards Going down, during this time, the temperature in the room has dropped a few degrees, Lu Siyu thought about it, his face changed and said, "I know what this room is for..."

Song Wen reacted, "Is this building a critical care building? Are we in its basement now?"

Lu Siyu said: "So this room may be a simple cold storage for mortuary..." There are many dead people in Wushan Nursing Home, and sometimes they cannot be transported away in time. In order to avoid corpses, the basement downstairs was changed to It became a morgue, and the iron shelf that hit Song Wen just now should be used for displaying corpses.

Song Wen lowered his head and cursed.

If there are ghosts in this world, then this kind of place is most likely to exist. The dead lives have been parked here. Will those old people who died in vain be unwilling? There seemed to be another train passing by outside, and the rumbling sound came in through the vent, shaking the ground, as if all the wind had been swept over, and as if there were ghosts crying.

Lu Siyu stood up and looked in front of the vent. The hole was too small for him and Song Wen to get out.

Song Wen was frozen by the air-conditioning, and thought of something strange: "The house here has been abolished long ago, why is the air-conditioning equipment still running?"

Lu Siyu said: "Like the camera, it may be pulling electricity from the factory next door. The factory next door is not small. This amount of electricity consumption is not enough to cause any suspicion."

Song Wen frowned and asked, "Those people want to freeze us to death? How low can this place go?"

Lu Siyu lowered his head and thought for a while: "This kind of civilian cold storage, the temperature will not be too low, maybe minus ten degrees. But it will take a long time..."

There is no food or drink here, the temperature is low, there is no signal, and most importantly, they don't know whether the other party will kill a carbine, and the longer it takes, the worse it will be for them.

Seeing that Lu Siyu couldn't do anything, Song Wen was a little fortunate that he had left a message for Fu Linjiang: "Don't worry, at seven o'clock Fu Linjiang can't find me, so he will bring someone here. I didn't dare to let him follow directly, because I was afraid it would involve too much. It alarmed others." Song Wen then looked at the time, it was seven o'clock, and there were still two hours. It's just that before that, he has to suffer a bit, but according to what he knows about Fu Linjiang, maybe... he will come earlier.

Song Wen suddenly remembered something and asked Lu Siyu, "Did you bring medicine? Did you bring food?"

Lu Siyu rubbed his arms and shook his head. Song Wen pursed his lips, his head still hurt a little, and all kinds of information kept going through his mind.

Who are those people?

What kind of relationship do they have with the Wushan Nursing Home?

Why are they monitoring this place?

There's so much weirdness in all of this.

Lu Siyu suddenly lowered his eyelashes and said softly: "There must be some secrets or things here that the other party doesn't want us to know. Maybe they are transferring those things now." He lowered his head and bit his teeth as he spoke. fingernail of right thumb.

The whole thing is like a huge puzzle, one side is the Wushan Nursing Home 18 years ago, and the other side is the death case of Zhang Peicai 18 years later. They are now missing an important piece in which the two periods of time are linked.

Song Wen sighed, "When we started investigating this case, I felt that there were many people, many eyes, staring at us. Based on the shopping information from the previous day, we found a woman named Bai Luorui. There is also a nursing home under her name, and after investigation, we suspect that she is murdering some of the old people in it. But we couldn't find any evidence." Then he told Lu Siyu some of the details.

Lu Siyu snorted and listened quietly after he finished: "I feel that this nursing home is different from the Wushan nursing home. What Bai Luorui is doing sounds like she is euthanizing those seriously ill old people. "

Song Wen said: "No matter what kind of murder, it is not allowed by law. What is the so-called euthanasia, isn't it to make money?" Having said that, Song Wen saw Lu Siyu's face turning blue, and asked him: "Is it too cold? ?"

Lu Siyu was just recovering from a serious illness, but now it's nearing dinner time. He was so hungry that he was sweating coldly, but he felt uncomfortable again. Although Song Wen next to him was injured, compared to him, it was like It's like a stove. When Song Wen asked, Lu Siyu was so frozen that he couldn't turn his head. Looking at Song Wen's face, he nodded, and then asked tremblingly, "Song team, can I... hug you..." He didn't know what he said until he exited. His originally pale face turned red, as if a fever had started. Fortunately, it was dark enough here, and Song Wen couldn't see it clearly.

Before he could react, Song Wen put his hand around Lu Siyu's waist, took him into his arms, and asked him softly, "Come here when it's cold, it's all men, what are you afraid of? I'm afraid I'll eat it. You?"

Song Wen spoke candidly, but Lu Siyu was completely stunned. He only felt that his whole body was wrapped in Song Wen's breath, and his body was suddenly injected with warmth, and his heart was pounding in his chest. He lowered his head and kept licking his lips, but he couldn't say a word.

Feeling that Lu Siyu was a little uneasy in his arms, Song Wen asked, "Why are you so cold." Lu Siyu's body temperature is too low, especially in this cold room, it is lower than that of his wounded.

Lu Siyu whispered: "Hungry..."

Now is the time for him to eat.

Song Wendao: "Hey, let's chat, distract yourself, and you won't be so hungry." He paused and said, "I've been wanting to ask you something, what did you want to say to me before you fainted last time? ?"

Lu Siyu pursed his lips and looked at Song Wen. Now the two of them are in this room. The cold is biting deep into the bone marrow. Song Wen asked that question. To divide the pressure, Lu Siyu opened his mouth, feeling that he should be more frank, but under the cold, his brain was broken like blanks, making him not sure where to start.

Song Wen didn't know why, but when he mentioned this question, Lu Siyu's face changed again, "Forget it, if you don't want to say, I won't ask you..."

At this time, as time passed, Lu Siyu's face became paler.

The power of the mobile phone is not enough to support the light of the flashlight, and it is turned into a power-saving mode. Everything is about to be shrouded in darkness, leaving only a little light.

The terrifying darkness hit, Song Wen's heart beat a little fast, but holding Lu Siyu at this time, he felt much better, as long as someone was with him, the darkness seemed to be acceptable.

At this time, Lu Siyu's situation was not very good. Under the cold, he seemed to be about to faint, like a man submerged in water, struggling silently, and would rather drown than make a cry for help. **It seems to be shattering little by little, something in the body seems to be broken, hot blood is gushing out, that feeling is like he is walking backwards, step by step, about to retreat. to the edge of the cliff.

Song Wen felt Lu Siyu's body shaking, and the situation seemed a little wrong: "What's wrong? Is it too cold or uncomfortable..."

"I...I..." Lu Siyu felt pain everywhere in his body. Under the low temperature, his consciousness was not very clear. He wanted to find some painkillers to eat, but there was nothing here. . He was panicked, cold, and in this endless darkness, he felt as if he was going to die at any moment.

Song Wen felt that the whole body of the person in his arms seemed to soften. He heard his heart beating abnormally and his body temperature was frighteningly low. He thought he would be the one who feared the dark the most, but now, it was obvious that Lu Siyu couldn't hold it anymore.

Song Wen was taken aback by his condition, so he comforted him: "Lu Siyu, I will accompany you, I am here." He hugged him in his arms, warmed him with body temperature, over and over again He repeated the words in his ear, waiting for him to quiet down.

For a moment, Lu Siyu's mind was completely blank, like a few minutes or a long time, until he heard a voice that came from outside the door. Lu Siyu woke up suddenly, pushed Song Wen, and escaped from his arms like a rabbit. He leaned against the wall and folded his arms, striving to support himself, and looked at Song Wen cautiously.

Outside the door, Fu Linjiang and the others arrived. Fortunately, they didn't listen to Song Wen's words. At seven o'clock, Fu Linjiang kept calling Song Wen and couldn't get through, so they came over ahead of time. They also followed the noisy footprints all the way to here. The mysterious people who attacked Song Wen and Lu Siyu before have all withdrawn, leaving them an empty house.

Song Wen looked at Lu Siyu and did not continue what he just said. He answered Fu Linjiang at the door sullenly, and knocked on the door with his hand. The door was opened from the outside, and a hot wind swept in from the outside. The temperature in the room rose suddenly.

Lu Siyu staggered a few steps and walked out first, or escaped.

Fu Linjiang was a little surprised to see him, "Lu Siyu?! Why are you here?"

Song Wen leaned against the wall and said, "Find him a coat and put it on, and then get him some water and food. He just froze."