In the evening of that summer, because of the rain, it was dark earlier than before.Raindrops fell on the street lights beside the sidewalk. The street lights that were turned on at regular intervals were not on yet, and only the occasional passing car hit her with lights when turning.

The eight-year-old girl walked barefoot along the asphalt road for a long, long time.Until the rain completely wetted her, tears blurred her vision, and the world she saw was different every time she blinked.

I don't know how long time has passed, when she thought she was abandoned by the whole world, she saw a small room with no one in it.

She didn't know where it was, and she didn't go in because no one was there, but the protruding eaves of the house, like a natural shelter.The little girl stood quietly under the eaves, rubbing her hands carefully.

The summer night should have been very hot, but if this domineering shower hadn’t happened, the old Beijing city after sunset would have become quiet and deserted under the heavy rain.

...

Bao Le returned to that rainy night again, to the gate of Bei Jing Comprehensive Experimental High School.

There was no warning of rain that day, and even the weather forecast said it would be sunny, so she guessed that there was no one in the school guard room, which was most likely related to the sudden rain.She saw her eight-year-old self, smaller and a little bigger, hugging her knees, hiding under the eaves of the guardhouse waiting for the rain to stop.

As Jun Zhi said, it may be due to the influence of Vulcan's fate, she was particularly afraid of water in her life, and she didn't like rainy days.She ran away from home due to a quarrel with her parents, and encountered a rainy day. Even after sixteen years, she could immediately imagine how sad she was at that time.But just when she thought she would be so devastated, the eight-year-old daughter suddenly noticed a group of ants rushing on the cracks in the concrete floor.The big ant led several small ants and passed by the edge of the puddle.A silly little ant went in the wrong direction and got into a puddle, struggling to get out.The big leading ant found out, arched its buttocks, and managed to bring it out of the puddle.

The eight-year-old girl giggled when she saw this scene.

You never know what kind of whimsy a child of this age can have. She looked at it and started to do it herself.Little Bao Le carefully cleaned up the obstacles that the ants would encounter on their way, and even reached out to catch the raindrops falling from the eaves.After a while, she seemed to have successfully ignited the hope of life through this self-entertainment.

The first thing the little girl did when she got up was to find her parents, which put an end to her two-hour run away from home.

But if she had really gone home that day, she wouldn't have memory impairment due to the stimulation.

The opening of memory requires a guide, which may be anything, it may be a person, and it is more likely to be a picture or a sentence.Everyone's guide is different, it is like a key, a unique key.

For Bao Le, it was the ball that rolled all the way to her feet in the rain.

The eight-year-old girl picked up the ball and looked in the direction it was rolling.The guard room of Beijing Comprehensive High School is facing the school gymnasium, and the rustic light sign is built on the roof of Beijing Comprehensive High School gymnasium.Below the gymnasium is the school canteen. The sunken canteen has two floors, so the gymnasium is about two and a half floors above ground.At the entrance of the gymnasium, there are dozens of steps upwards, and that is where the ball rolled down.

Bao Le remembered, she hesitated for less than half a minute, and decided to return the ball before going home.

So what happened when she returned the ball?

She took a step forward, followed that small figure, and walked towards the gymnasium of Beijing Comprehensive High School step by step.It's just that as she approached step by step, the cry of staying away from deep in the memory almost drowned her alive.The cement paved road was suddenly full of sharp knives.It was not an illusion, because every step took could feel tearing pain.Her shoes suddenly disappeared, and the tender soles of her feet were cut by the blade, bleeding profusely.

However, on the same road, the eight-year-old herself did not stop. She tried desperately to stop herself, to tell her that it was dangerous, don't go, but she couldn't move, and couldn't make a sound.

The eight-year-old girl was walking, suddenly turned her head, smiled and waved to her, as if saying goodbye.

"You are so sad, you should let me out," the voice of the fireball came from the top of the head, the fiery red Bi Fang bird hovered above the rainy night, "I can burn all the people who bully you to ashes, onlyI can protect you."

She murmured: "No..."

Huoqiuqiu was puzzled: "Why?"

Looking at his bloody feet, Bao Le walked forward with difficulty.

"Because I don't want to escape."

...

"Jiang Baole, can you still hear what I'm saying?" Xie Huai glanced at his watch, then frowned, and said to Jun Zhidao who was standing by, "It's not a good sign that she hasn't responded to what I said for too long.Ordinary people will not have such a strong self-awareness when they accept hypnosis. Even at the subconscious level, her self-defense mechanism is still working. I suspect that this has something to do with the Bi Fang in her body. If I cannot guide it from the outside, she willIt’s a very dangerous thing to get out on your own, because if she could get out on her own, she wouldn’t have chosen to forget it sixteen years ago.”

When Xie Huai was speaking, he didn't notice the red light on Bao Le behind him, but Jun Zhi, who was facing her, noticed it.

When this red light appeared last time, it almost ignited everything around it that could be ignited, which shows its great power.The Xie family's Hongchen Mirror Yuequ could compete with it for a while, but when the incident happened suddenly, Xie Huai didn't have any musical instruments at hand to play.

Fortunately, Jun Zhiyan quickly gave him a hand.

Xie Huai turned around and saw Jun Zhi holding the little girl's hand with both hands.The sleeping girl's body was very hot, and her exposed skin was like a hot iron plate, roasting the hand she was holding.But no matter how high the temperature on her body was, their holding hands never loosened from beginning to end.

Those white hands with distinct phalanges were baked into charcoal over and over again, repairing themselves over and over again.

Because of the high temperature, a drop of sweat dripped from the corner of Jun Zhi's forehead, his skin became more and more transparent, and black words crawled across his white face like porcelain.Xie Huai didn't recognize this word, but he had ancient blood flowing in his body, and he knew at a glance that it was said by himself in another world, and it belonged to the Shen family's yin and yang Taoism.the same existence.

Those words crawled out from under his skin, forming a string of characters, wrapping the two of them inside, just like when they were in their hometown in Su Zhou.Miraculously, the red light on Bao Le's body visibly calmed down after feeling the Yin-Yang Daowen.

After a while, the temperature in the room returned to normal.

Bao Le lay on his back on the sofa with a tear in the corner of his eye.Jun Zhi saw it, reached out and gently wiped it away.Xu Shi's touch on the cheeks was carried into the dream along with the familiar fragrance. The little girl woke up from the darkness, her whole body felt as if she had been run over by a wheel, and she was extremely sore.

She slowly opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling for a while.

The overlap of reality and dream took her a long time to realize that she really woke up, and beside her was Jun Zhi who had been guarding her all the time.

"Are you okay?" Xie Huai walked to her side.

Bao Le covered his eyes with his hands, trembling slightly: "Xie Huai, Jun Zhi, I don't feel so good... No, in fact, it's terrible."

...

The little girl gently sipped the water in the glass, like a cautious cat.

"I remembered everything," Bao Le put down his glass, "I don't know if Zhang Jian is the murderer of the serial murder case, but he is definitely the murderer of Zhu Yan's case back then... the knife in Zhu Yan's abdomen was stabbed by himof."

"That day I walked alone to the guard room of Beijing Comprehensive High School to shelter from the rain, and then picked up a ball that had rolled down from the Beijing Comprehensive High School gymnasium. In order to return the ball, I climbed onto the gymnasium. There were seven people in the gymnasium at the time., followed by Chen Xiaocheng and Luo Xin from Class 2 and 3, Cheng Jiashi from Class 2 and 4, Xiang Yi and Hou Mingjun from Class 2 and 5, Zhu Yan and Zhang Jian from Class 2 and 7. They all hadStudent name tags, after the accident, they passed by me one by one, and I saw them all."

Xie Huai asked: "Apart from Zhang Jian, are you sure that all five victims of this serial murder case are at the scene?"

"I'm sure, but I don't know what they are doing. From my point of view, it seems that they are bullying Zhu Yan, but the results of your previous investigation, don't you say that Zhu Yan and them are good friends? If Bei ZongThere really is campus bullying in the movie, she should be the one who did the violence, not the victim. Even afterwards, I saw Zhang Jian accusing Zhu Yan of lying to him. That's why Zhang Jian stabbed Zhu Yan with a sharp weapon. He just didn't want tokeep her close to him"

Bao Le sighed: "I saw Zhu Yan clutching her wound and lying on the ground covered in blood."

Xie Huai understood her words, and guessed: "So, after that, you started to faint and forgot the previous memory, because you witnessed the murder scene with your own eyes?"

The little girl lowered her head sadly: "No."

Xie Huai was surprised, but before he could ask, Bao Le stopped him: "Some things happened after that, but they have nothing to do with the case... I don't want to talk about it now, can I?"

Xie Huai was silent.

"But I know how to get Zhang Jian to speak," Bao Le said hastily, "You remember that Zhu Yan's wound was very strange, not like the mark of being stabbed by a normal knife. I think I know what the murder weapon is. Although Zhu YanYan's body was cremated, but if we find the murder weapon and compare the fingerprints and DNA on it, there may be new clues."

Xie Huai was suspicious: "You mean, after sixteen years, the murder weapon from that year can still be found?"

The little girl nodded confidently.