At ten o'clock in the evening, in front of a pub in the eastern suburbs.

"When did a tavern open here?"

"I don't know? Why don't you go in and have a couple of drinks? It's been a tiring day, and I have a rest tomorrow anyway."

"Where is Lao Wang? Why are you so distracted and still thinking about what happened in the morning? You must be too tired and your eyesight is dazzled. Drink some wine, go back and take a nap and you will be fine."

The middle-aged man known as Lao Wang nodded silently in agreement.

Lao Wang looked up and saw that the name of the tavern was "Night Talk Tavern". He thought to himself: Does this name mean that people have a place to talk at night?

He shook his head, opened the curtain and walked in with his colleagues.

The tavern was a little dark, and it looked like it had just been renovated. Maybe because it was newly opened, there were no other people in the place.

There was a person at the bar of the tavern who was concentrating on wiping cups and didn't notice any customers coming in.

"Boss, what kind of wine do you have?"

The boss raised his head when he heard this. He seemed a little surprised, as if he was surprised that there were customers. He said, "I'm sorry, the new store has opened. How about we just drink some beer?"

Lao Wang and his party were not very particular, so they nodded in agreement, found a random place, sat down, and started chatting.

It turned out that Lao Wang and his group were police officers. They had just gotten off work and wanted to relax with a few glasses of wine. Anyway, they had a day off tomorrow, so they should be fine.

Several other people were sitting and chatting, but Lao Wang was the only one, leaning on the sofa with his brows furrowed, as if something was bothering him.

"Hey, what happened to Lao Wang today? He used to be the most talkative." Someone asked in a low voice.

"Shh, don't mention it. It was said that when Lao Wang was at work today, a mother came to the police station with a little girl in her arms. Lao Wang handled it. But the strange thing is that no one else saw it except Lao Wang. At that time

Some people wonder why Lao Wang is sitting alone in the room talking to the air, thinking that he is talking to himself."

"In the end, a colleague went in and asked Lao Wang to call the police. He pointed to the opposite side and said that he was trying to find out about the mother and daughter and asked others to go. This scared the colleague and thought that Lao Wang was crazy.

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At this time, Lao Wang spoke and said in a low voice: "I really saw it." After saying that, he closed his eyes and refused to say anything more.

The atmosphere immediately cooled down, and the others stopped discussing this topic and turned to chat about other things.

Although Lao Wang closed his eyes, all that came to his mind were scenes from the day. In the morning, he did receive the mother and daughter, especially the mother and daughter who had varying degrees of bruises on their heads and arms, and even

Yu still has scars from being beaten with a belt.

He could see at a glance that this was a sign of domestic violence, and he quickly asked the mother and daughter to sit down and understand the situation. During this period, he didn't find anything wrong at all. He just listened carefully to what the mother and daughter said, hoping to help them.

Who knows, everyone said that they did not see the mother and daughter because they saw it wrong. Now Lao Wang is deeply questioning whether he is working too hard and causing hallucinations, or is it because he is hallucinating?

Did you see a "ghost"?

I shook my head and tried to wake myself up. No, no, I am an educated person. How can I believe that there are ghosts in the world?

Lao Wang took a deep breath and tried not to think about what happened during the day.

Just at this time, the boss came over with beer. Lao Wang took the beer and said thank you and drank it.

Out of professional habit, Lao Wang subconsciously looked at the boss. What surprised him was that the owner of the tavern was actually a young man, about 20 years old, with a slightly thin body. Under the dim light, his face looked increasingly grim.

Pale, with a pair of deep eyes but very lively.

The boss did not return to the bar after handing over the drinks. Instead, he sat down nearby, as if waiting for something.

After a few glasses of beer, Lao Wang, who was not very drunk, was already a little drunk, his eyes were blurred, and he couldn't help but think of what happened in the morning and said to himself, "Is it true or false?"

Unexpectedly, the boss sitting next to him took over Lao Wang's soliloquy: "Is there something bothering the guest? You might as well tell him and listen."

Lao Wang was stunned for a moment. It seemed that he was infected by the boss's gentle inquiry. It could also be that the dim environment of the tavern made people want to talk, or it could be that today's incident had been held in his heart for so long and he finally had someone to talk to.

Not vomiting, not happy.

Lao Wang told his boss what happened in the morning.

"I, I want to report the crime." A woman covered in scars hugged a little girl and said to Lao Wang in a trembling voice.

"Don't be anxious, sit down and talk slowly, what happened?" Lao Wang said to the woman in a gentle tone.

"I...I..." The woman hesitated as if she was worried about something and didn't dare to say it.

Lao Wang looked at the scars on the woman's body and knew immediately that they must be caused by domestic violence. He sighed in his heart and said slowly: "Don't worry, no matter what difficulties you have, just tell them and I will do my best to help."

your."

Perhaps it was Lao Wang's words that gave the woman confidence. The woman gradually relaxed, calmed down, and said, "Maybe you have guessed that the scars on my body were caused by my husband. You must think that my husband is a grumpy person."

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"But that's not true. Everyone who knows him says that he is a gentle and kind person. He is dedicated to his work and is enthusiastic and generous. His colleagues in the workplace have a good impression of him, and his relatives and friends at home also think that he is a good person.

Anyone who is worthy of trust says I am really lucky."

"In addition to work matters, after normal social activities, I will go home to stay with our mother and daughter. I love both of us very much." The woman said while patting the little girl's back gently.

Lao Wang nodded and indicated to continue.

"But just a year ago, my husband suddenly became irritable and irritable, and he often lost his temper over trivial matters. I thought it was because things were not going well at work at first, but I didn't expect that it would get worse and worse after half a year.

He hit me and my daughter before, and I realized the seriousness of the problem."

Hearing this, Lao Wang understood that this was undoubtedly a domestic violence incident. Just as he was about to continue asking, his colleague came in and called him to call the police. He indicated that he was still working, but his colleague replied with a surprised look on his face.

"There is no one in front of you!"

Lao Wang was about to defend himself, but when he turned around, he saw the mother and daughter disappearing into the room as if they had never appeared before, leaving only his stunned colleagues and him.

Speaking of this, Lao Wang scratched his hair irritably and said painfully, "Now I can't tell whether it's because I'm too tired and just imagining it, or whether I've encountered something evil."

"So, do you believe there are ghosts in this world?" The boss said to Lao Wang seriously.

"Ghost?" Lao Wang was about to say that he didn't believe it, but he held back the words. After all, what happened in the morning was still bothering him.

"I definitely wouldn't have believed it before, but who knows? Maybe it really does exist?"

"What if I tell you that there really is? If you are interested, come to the pub by yourself at twelve o'clock tomorrow night." After the boss said such intriguing words, he turned around and left, not giving Lao Wang any chance to continue asking.

Chance.

"Is what he said true or false? Isn't this boss a lunatic? Why do I think so much?"

While Lao Wang was still thinking, his colleagues invited him to toast together, and he immediately forgot what his boss said.

After three rounds of drinking, the group of people were all a little drunk, so they paid and left the tavern.

Departure time, 11:59.

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At half past eleven the next day, Lao Wang stood at the door of the tavern.

He didn't know why he came here inexplicably. Maybe he was a little concerned about the boss's words, or maybe he was concerned about his mother and daughter. In short, he came to this place that might change his life.

Lao Wang looked at the door of the tavern and felt that there was a mysterious place behind the door. As long as he stepped into it, he would change himself. How did you say that?

When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares into you.

Lao Wang had an inexplicable fear of the tavern for no reason. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a long puff, as if he wanted to use the cigarette to stimulate himself.

One after another, the ground was covered with cigarette butts. Finally, after taking the last puff, Lao Wang threw the cigarette butts at his feet, stamped on them, and spat, "Bah, what am I afraid of? I'm

I have been a veteran police officer for 20 years, and I have never seen any big storms."

Opening the door curtain, Lao Wang stepped into the tavern.

The time of entry was exactly twelve o'clock in the morning.

Unlike the deserted place outside the tavern, it was quite lively inside. However, what puzzled Lao Wang was that he had not heard any sound from inside after being outside for so long.

As Lao Wang stepped into the tavern, all eyes were fixed on him, with curiosity, surprise, doubt and even impatience in his eyes.

Lao Wang didn't care that much. He saw the owner of the bar at a glance and walked straight over.

"You're here." The boss's calm tone sounded like an old friend whom he has known for many years.

"Well, I'm here. You can tell me whatever you want to tell me." Lao Wang couldn't wait to ask.

"Huh?" The boss said with a heavy nasal voice, as if he had forgotten what he had said to Lao Wang.

"That's it. You said there are ghosts in this world. Didn't you ask me to come to the tavern alone? Here I am, where is the evidence?" Lao Wang couldn't help but raise his voice and shouted. He really wanted to know what he had encountered yesterday.

What did he get? He wanted his boss to tell him that what he met yesterday was a ghost. He also wanted his boss to tell him that there were no ghosts in the world, so that he would give up.

Under Lao Wang's earnest eyes, the boss finally said calmly, "Oh? Evidence? Haven't you already seen it? Do you still want to ask me?" The boss looked around the tavern.

Lao Wang was stunned and seemed to understand what the boss meant, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
Chapter completed!