After thinking for a long time, his words were not unreasonable. He could not lose to a person hiding in a dark corner. Qin Bowen was already dead. Ling Yiren mustered up the courage to open the box. There was a pure green face inside, and the green paint on the outside was re-painted.

"Why did he send you these things? Does it have anything to do with you?" Qin Haoran guessed a few points. Bowen liked to collect masks the most during his lifetime, and Ling Yiren's expression also showed that she knew about it.

"He wants to remind me of the mistakes I have made." Although he was so guilty, she did do things that went against her conscience.

Qin Haoran asked her, "What's wrong?"

Probably, "I can't forgive my mistakes for the rest of my life."

Everyone makes mistakes, there is no perfect person, and she is afraid of everything about blog posts, and perhaps it also comes from guilt. Qin Haoran reminds herself to recognize this. As long as she apologizes devoutly, blog post will forgive her, right?

"Do you regret it?"

"have no idea."

If she did it again, would she make the same choice? She was stunned by hatred at that time, and now she calmed down. Even without her testimony, he would be unforgivable. Why bother to make her conscience uneasy in the future?

Maybe it's regretful.

Qin Haoran was not very satisfied with the ambiguous answer, and hoped that what she regretted was what she regretted.

He went back to the room without saying a word. Ling Yiren didn't know why his emotions were so different. He was a little scared when he thought of the man in black. She put away the express box and hurried back to the room.

As he said, after looking directly at this fear, there was nothing scary. Qin Haoran's words "Don't worry, I'm here" lingered in Ling Yiren's mind, making her sleepless.

Ling Yiren thought that his dark circles were heavy enough, and Qin Haoran was even more terrifying than her. Why did he suffer from insomnia?

"Panda eyes, have you seen enough?" Qin Haoran angrily criticized her.

Who is more like a panda now? Ling Yiren is too lazy to argue with him, so he yawned and changed into running shoes, but Qin Haoran did not follow him, "You can't go down?"

"Are you so inseparable from me?"

Oh my god! He got goosebumps all over his body, Ling Yiren shook his hands, and went down by himself.

Qin Haoran's smile gradually solidified behind her. He had something more difficult to solve than running.

Ling Yiren came back after running and found the notes on the table, and he went to the company.

Suddenly I found that there was one person missing in the room and it was so deserted.

Qin Haoran did not go to the company. He copied the address on the express box, which was the same as the address received by the last anonymous express delivery. The sender concealed his name, but wrote the address very detailed. He must have wanted to lure Ling Yiren over.

Not very familiar with Jiangzhou, Qin Haoran dared not let too many people know about this. The car map was always circling around this area. He simply gave up the map and got off the car and went to find the way.

This community is very old, many houses look crumbling, but the atmosphere of life is very strong, and they are often residents. They mostly seem to be workers at the bottom of society, with big flowery jackets and big cotton pants, and the children's hands and faces are dirty.

Qin Haoran's exquisiteness was incompatible with this community, so he resisted his discomfort and walked into an alley.

The house number was disordered and not arranged quickly. The deep alley emitted a strong smell of urine. Qin Haoran retching several times, and the fragrance of the handkerchief could not resist the smell.

No. 28…

No. 29…

After a few rounds, I couldn't find No. 30. Qin Haoran was a little numb, and the nausea smell surged again, vomiting—

Several children happened to pass by laughing and laughing, Qin Haoran stopped them, "Little Maozi, do you know where the No. 30 above is?"

A bunch of children came over, and Qin Haoran was so scared that he stretched his hand away, afraid that they would touch him one by one.

Several children shook their heads and said they didn't know, and they didn't walk around him, like monkeys in the zoo.

Helplessly, Qin Haoran took out his wallet and took out a hundred yuan, "Give it, you go and buy candy."

After finally sending the group of children away, the door behind him suddenly opened. Qin Haoran almost stopped and fell down. A white-haired old man came out from inside, staring at him with an unknown look.

The room was very dark, and the old man had a strange aura, so Qin Haoran hurriedly apologized to her, "I'm sorry."

The old man stared at him without moving. Qin Haoran was a little creepy and wanted to leave quickly.

"Are you looking for a house No. 30?"

Qin Haoran walked for a long distance, and the old man's long voice came from behind, even the voice of his speech made people panic.

The old man walked up to him and pointed out the way, "Come with me."

What's there to be afraid of when she is just an old man? Qin Haoran follows her staggering steps.

After passing through alleys, I felt that the houses on both sides were getting older and older, and there were several houses with large demise words written on them. The vegetation in sparsely populated areas was particularly lush, and the sun shone brightly in the broad daylight but no sunlight could penetrate here.

Qin Haoran regretted it a little and felt that he shouldn't have run around with a stranger.

After turning seven times and eighteen turns, the old man took him to a ruin, "No. 30."

There were weeds half a person tall, and there was no house in the square radius. Qin Haoran said blankly: "Are you mistaken? There are no houses here."

"Disassembled." The old man suddenly approached him with a little fearful voice, "It was demolished after it was haunted."

I always felt that this old man was nervous. Qin Haoran didn't want to stay any longer, but was grabbed by the old man, "There is a ghost, save me! Save me!"

Qin Haoran's legs were inconvenient, and she was afraid that she would hurt her hard, so she let her drag it forward. The old man caught bloodstains on her arm, and she let out a series of ghosts and howls in pain.

I was afraid that it was a mental patient. When Qin Haoran was at a loss, the old man suddenly pushed him away and ran forward in horror, as if something really was behind her.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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