The four bad boys who led Bai Yutang and others were actually not really gangsters or hooligans, they were just a few locally born children. This area belongs to a relatively complex neighborhood in T City, with a complex terrain and many streets. Over time, I don’t know why I got the title of “old district”.

"All boys who grew up in the old district would fight and get involved in gangs." Gradually, this became a popular saying among students. So children from the old district were usually labeled as poverty and bad, but there were some very famous schools nearby, so they followed the rules - there were struggles in places with classes, and conflicts often occurred between students. And according to the values ​​of most people, the mistakes were always attributed to the children in the old district.

The golden retriever's name is Lin Zhixin. There is a sister named Lin Zhiqin. Both parents died. The brother and sister lived with their grandmother in a small house in the old district. The whole family relied on the brother and sister to work and grandmother's retirement salary.

The tall man is a sports special enrollment student at a nearby school and is called Xu Jie.

The nickname of Pangpang is Xiaohu, which is a coincidence that he has the same name and surname as Zhao Hu. Zhao Hu looked at his size and slapped his head, "Okay, Big Hu will give it to you, I Xiaohu."

Another black-haired boy who never spoke and looked very scholarly and wore glasses was named Chen Jing. He was originally born here, but later his father found a new love after he became rich. He was the only son in the family and his father loved him very much, but he moved back to the old district to live with his mother.

After listening to it, Zhan Zhao felt that he was just an ordinary child, nothing special. It was strange. I don’t know when it started, but difficulties became a special identity. When a person encounters difficulties, he gets not sympathy but discrimination. I don’t know if there is something wrong with this world or if the people in the world suddenly become “strong”.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang also introduced themselves roughly, but did not mention the identity of the police, but only said that it was for the grave sweeping and the school.

"By the way." Bai Yutang asked Lin Zhixin, "Why do you say that no one remembers Xinxin and Grandma Cai?"

"It's not that no one remembers Xinxin or Grandma Cai, but that no one remembers everyone here." Zhixin shrugged slightly, "Anyway, many people living here are single parents or few relatives. Usually, no one will remember when they die. So we agreed that if anyone dies first, the others must remember to go to visit the graves. If they all die, they will be buried together."

Zhan Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly and touched his chin - why is he so pessimistic at an age that should be optimistic?

Zhao Hu patted Xiaohu on the shoulder, "I said you guys are not mainstream. You can't make such a wish at a young age. You should meet again in ten years, or come back in decades, and then the children and wives will continue to be friends!"

Zhan Zhao slightly raised the corners of his mouth, with a typical optimistic personality.

"By the way, what do you do?" Chen Zhixin asked Zhan Zhao and the others curiously, "Are you a model? Or a businessman?"

"Uh..." Before Bai Yutang could speak, Zhan Zhao whispered, "Teacher."

"Teacher?!" The four of them looked surprised.

"Teacher from a nearby school?" Chen Jing shook his head and expressed his disbelief. "If there were such a handsome teacher nearby, there was no reason we wouldn't know."

"Come on the investigation." Zhao Jue answered casually, and Bai Yutang and others nodded stiffly.

"What did you teach?" Chen Zhixin asked Zhan Zhao.

"psychology."

"Oh, psychiatric teacher..."

After Zhixin said that, everyone's hearts were stuttering. Bai Yutang quickly pressed Zhan Zhao who was about to leave, "Don't bother with the child?"

Zhan Zhao stood aside and said, "Psychology is not a psychiatric disease, psychology is not a psychiatric disease..."

The four students looked at each other, what's wrong, suddenly?

Zhao Jue looked admiring, "I really have a kindness, I don't dare to say that."

While talking, several people had already arrived at the entrance of the church.

"So dilapidated." Zhao Hu observed, "Is this church still used?"

"Only one bell ringer is left."

"Ring the bell?" As soon as Bai Yutang finished speaking, he heard a few sounds of "dang, dang" shaking the bell from the roof of the small church. The bell sounded a sense of silence, which was not good or bad to say, but... if you are used to it, you should feel a very nostalgic feeling.

"Does the bell ringer live here?" Zhan Zhao was curious, "Who pays the wages?"

"Well, is the boss of this land?" Chen Zhixin shrugged, "Our land is privately owned."

"Are you going to demolish the building?" Zhao Jue seemed a little regretful

"It shouldn't be." Chen Zhixin smiled slightly, "This land has been bought for many years, and I have never mentioned demolition or reconstruction. Hehe, maybe it was someone who made a fortune in an old district. I bought it as a souvenir.

"The whole old district?" Bai Yutang also found it strange before. City T has developed very fast in recent years. This old district is still in the city. If you buy it, you will not demolish and rebuild it. If you do real estate, you will definitely make a big profit. This buyer is really interesting.

"The cemetery is behind." Zhixin and the others took Zhan Zhao and others back.

"Who buried them here?" Bai Yutang was very curious, "Is it buried? Is it still allowed?"

"No one cares about this place, so many people may not be able to buy a cemetery if they can pay the cremation money, so for some reason, this place has become a small cemetery."

Everyone was surprised, "Is this okay?"

"Who can care?" Xiaohu shrugged, "There are people here who have no relatives and no relatives. Who cares where they are buried after their death? No one will visit the graves, so naturally no one will find out."

Zhan Zhao looked at them and asked, "What grade are you?"

"It's my third year of high school." Zhixin was quite proud, "I will be able to find a job that will make more money next year."

"Don't continue to go to school?" Zhao Hu frowned. "It's not difficult to get into college now. I can't say that I can study a junior college. Children should not enter society too early."

Zhixin curled his lips, "Forget it, I want to leave some money to make dowry for my younger sister."

Zhao Hu frowned and looked at Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao reached out and patted him on the shoulder - reality is always cruel, and people have to bow to fate.

When I walked into the church, I saw an old man wearing black clothes and wearing a big scarf to keep warm, limping out of the church's false door. Even the door panel was crooked, and it didn't matter whether it was closed or not.

"Don't make trouble!" When he saw Zhixin and the others coming in, he shouted, and ignored everything else. He turned to the small broken house near the church gate, picked up the noodle bowl and continued to eat noodles.

"It's all legend that he is a monster in the Bell Tower. If you want to eat children, don't be naughty!" Zhixin smiled and seemed to want to scare Zhao Jue because he looked very gentle and often showed a childlike expression.

Sure enough, Zhao Jue hugged Bai Yutang's arm, "Ah! So scary!"

Zhan Zhao gave him a blank look—you are not guilty!

Zhao Jue blinked at him seriously - do you want to give face to the children?

When I walked to the back of the church, there was indeed a small yard with towering metasequoia growing around it. Under the trees, there were quite simple graves.

"Is it Western style?" Zhan Zhao looked over the tombstones one by one, and finally stopped in front of two tombstones carved from white marble. The two tombstones are not big, white, with names and birth and death engraved on them, but there are no photos. Among the two stone tablets, there is a beautiful little angel sculpture. The sculpture is also marble. After years of wind and rain, it now looks a bit old, but its expression is lively and cute, giving people a warm and happy feeling.

"A very attentive little tomb." Zhan Zhao raised his head and asked Zhao Jue, "Why does your Baibaibai come here every year?"

Zhao Jue turned his face, "Who knows."

Bai Yutang walked to the middle of the cemetery, put the white lily in front of the little angel, and asked Zhixin, "How did these grandparents and grandchildren die?"

"Grandma Cai died of illness. Thank you. I don't know how he died."

"I don't know?" Zhan Zhao was a little puzzled, "What does it mean?"

"That evening, Grandma Cai said that Xinxin was lost and searched one street after another, but in the end it was still not found. We felt that we must have been abducted. Grandma Cai waited at the door of the house for a night."

"We have also been with her. She said all night that the Bodhisattva blesses Xinxin even if she is really abducted, she can be adopted by a good person and raised him well. Don't suffer."

Zhan Zhao frowned, "Facts proved that he was not abducted?"

"The next morning, Grandma Cai went to find her again. When she came back, she found a note at the door of her house. A paper bag under the note contained a lot of money. Grandma couldn't see the words on the note, so she still asked us to read them." Zhixin shook her head, "There are only a few words on the letter. Xinxin is in the cemetery behind the church, I'm sorry."

Zhan Zhao frowned, "I'm sorry? Are the notes still there?"

"It's gone long ago."

"When we got there, we found that the tombstone had been erected and the big pit was dug. A very expensive coffin was placed in the pit, and the lid was opened. Xinxin lay inside, her face was peaceful, and she changed into clean clothes." As she said, she pointed to the part of her neck, "But there is a hole in his neck."

"Is it caused by bullets?" Bai Yutang asked.

"Who knows." Zhixin sighed long, "Xinxin was already cold and not angry at that time. The first time I saw a dead person, Grandma Cai cried to death. We meant to cremate Xinxin and sent it to the cemetery for burial. Anyway, there was a sum of money, but Grandma Cai didn't touch the money. We were very afraid of things at that time. No one called the police and covered the coffin cover and we filled the soil. After that, Grandma Cai came here to wait regardless of the weather, hoping that the murderer would give her an explanation, but she had not waited for the result. Soon after, she died, and by the time we found it, it had become another tombstone."

Speaking of this, the four little ghosts squinted their eyes and looked at everyone, "Can't you have anything to do with Xinxin's death?"

Zhan Zhao and others shook their heads, "No."

"Evidence!" Several teenagers looked suspicious.

"We don't know the location of the cemetery." Bai Yutang said, and the four of them curled their lips - yes!

Then, everyone simply worshiped the two poor deceased people whom they had never met before. Zhan Zhao looked at Zhao Jue, "After the worship, there is always a reason for you to bring us here."

Zhao Jue just stared at the little angel in the middle of the tombstone in a daze.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhan Zhao looked back at Bai Yutang. Bai Yutang shrugged helplessly - he didn't understand what he was selling in the gourd.

"Oh, do you want to take them to see that?"

At this time, several boys started to whisper.

"No, I don't know you."

"Not like a bad guy."

"That's right, I'll save your life!"

"What are you looking at?" Zhan Zhao was curious

"Funny stuff." Chen Zhixin waved to everyone and walked into the church together.

There is nothing special in the church, except for the dilapidation.

"What are you looking at?" Zhan Zhao didn't quite understand.

"What time is now?" Xiaohu asked Ma Han who had been silent afterwards.

“Four-twenty-eight.”

"It's almost here, you can basically see it at 4:30." Chen Zhixin and the others seemed quite excited.

"What are you looking at?" Everyone was puzzled.

"It should be looking at that one."
To be continued...