Wang Yao, who got into the taxi, came to the police station. He thought about it, no matter what, call the police first. All this could not be an illusion. The big pool of blood on his shirt was very scary, so he went straight over and waited in line and received treatment first.

A young policewoman took Wang Yao into the reception room, turned around and took a glass of water in front of him, and sat at each other across the table.

Wang Yao coughed and said the sorted content. Of course, some of the contents should be modified appropriately. He would not just talk about some problems that he could not understand, such as whether he was abroad or at home, and there was still a time issue.

The female policeman had never seen the chainsaw, so she did not doubt Wang Yao's narrative. Some people called to report fake cases when they were idle, but who would come to the Public Security Bureau to hold a fake case?

If you don't commit suicide, you won't die.

Not to mention the means of committing the crime, a foreigner was killed in China and one person had already died. This is considered a diplomatic incident.

The female policewoman's face gradually became serious. She asked Wang Yao's contact information and address, and asked him to go home first and wait for the police to contact him.

He sent Wang Yao to the gate of the police station, and when Wang Yao's figure disappeared around the corner, the policewoman turned around and went back, but almost ran into someone else.

"Sorry, Director Liu." The policewoman saw the person coming clearly and couldn't help but apologize.

The person named Director Liu is a middle-aged man who looks over 40 years old. He smiled and waved his hand and said, "It's okay, but Xiao Wang, you are so hurrying. Why? Is your boyfriend here?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have a boyfriend." The policewoman was embarrassed and frowned, brushed his hair on his forehead and told Wang Yao's narrative roughly.

"I just reported the case, saying that I was kidnapped and imitated a movie called Saw to kill people..."

Director Liu was still very normal at first. His expression began to change after hearing the plot of the movie. He interrupted the female policewoman's narration and asked, "Is there any record of his narrative?"

"Ah, yes, for you."

Director Liu looked down at the policewoman and said to the policewoman: "Go and call Xia Fu and ask him to wait for me in my office."

On this side, Wang Yao still didn't go home and came to a bank next to him. The reason was that he had no money.

There are only a dozen yuan on the clothes, and I spent all the taxi. Fortunately, I still have a bank card on it. But there is still a small problem, and he doesn't remember the password.

Girlfriend Ye Zi

When the phone is turned on, there are two grids left. There is only one contact in the address book. But this is enough to surprise and be happy. I have a girlfriend named Ye Zi?

Wang Yao, who was standing at the door of the bank, was particularly eye-catching. Almost everyone passing by would look at him strangely. There was no way, the blood on his clothes was too eye-catching.

Wang Yao called and it was quickly connected.

"Wang Yao?" Ye Zi's voice opposite was full of surprise.

"Uh... it's me." Wang Yao couldn't help but touch his nose, not knowing what to say.

There was silent for a few seconds, and his tone suddenly became very cold: "I said, don't bother me again."

After a busy voice, Wang Yao was still holding his phone in his ear and was stunned.

Isn't she my girlfriend? Wang Yao was confused. He had no impression of this Ye Zi at all, and he didn't even know his appearance. He was just a stranger.

Suddenly, everyone would be very happy to know that he actually had a girlfriend. Wang Yao was the same. He was still thinking about it and screaming excitedly after he had just opened it. But it seems...

Either you are self-indulgent and wishful thinking, or you are drawing a clear line between Ye Zi and herself.

In this way, it was not her who paid her treatment and hospitalization fees anonymously. Who was it?

"My eyes were really bad before." Wang Yao said to himself. As soon as he woke up, he didn't remember anything, and there were still a lot of trouble waiting for him. Let's deal with the matter about Ye Zi after he went back. I just don't know if she lives with him.

Standing in front of the ATM, Wang Yao first tried to enter his birthday. His password was wrong and he tried Ye Zi's one, which was indeed correct.

"Tsk, I really love her." Wang Yao mocked himself, took out all the thousands of yuan in his card, and deleted the memo of Ye Zi's birthday in his mobile phone. On June 16th, it will be next month.

Turning around and walking out of the bank, stopping the car and going home.

"Sir, are you looking for me?" Director Liu walked up the stairs. As soon as he turned to the corridor, he heard a sound. His eyes moved away from the record and looked at a young man in casual clothes at the door and said, "Why don't you go in and wait."

"The door is locked." The curly young man scratched his head and said.

"Look at my memory." Director Liu patted his head and smiled a few times, walked over and opened the door and let Xia Fu in.

"It's still cooler here."

Because the director has always been approachable, Xia Fu didn't feel restrained. He sighed comfortably, pulled his tie open with his hand and sat on the sofa next to him. Director Liu put Wang Yao's narrative record on the table in front of Xia Fu, turned around and received a glass of ice water for him.

"This is..." Xia Fu took the paper and looked at it for a few times, then stood up and smiled and said.

"Leave it to you."

Xia Fu responded, and just as he was about to go out with the record, Director Liu suddenly continued.

"By the way, this case is a bit special. So don't make too big moves to make it known to everyone. Don't go to him to find out the situation. Do your best to investigate and report the progress to me every day."

The sound of closing the door sounded, Director Liu lit a cigarette, narrowed his eyes and knocked on the table one by one. The reason for such a puzzling move was because he remembered what the old director said a few years ago.

It was not until today that he accidentally saw this that he remembered it.

After thinking for a long time, Director Liu stopped and knocked his fingers, cut out the second cigarette that was lit, blew away the smoke, picked up the phone and dialed the very ordinary phone number in his memory.

"Dear, this is a platform for everyone in China to donate immortal cultivators. Do you want to give me a small amount of money? The small amount of money is really sweet."

"..." Director Liu looked at the microphone in a daze, hung up the phone. He thought about the number carefully, and then called again.

"Dear, this is a platform for everyone in China to donate immortal cultivators. Do you want to give me a small amount of money? The small amount of money is really sweet..."

"Then...that...please help me transfer to the external office."

"Okay... I'll transfer you this." The tone of the other person was full of loss.

"Hello, is there anything wrong?" This time he spoke a male operator with a very polite tone.

Director Liu breathed a sigh of relief and told the matter roughly.

The male operator said: "The records have been completed. If you have sent your subordinates, please recall them and carry out confidential work. We will send someone to contact you later."

Director Liu hung up the phone, paused, picked up the phone and dialed Xia Fu's cell phone number.

"Sir, what else is there?"

"Come back. This case is a bit special and you don't need to deal with it."

"But... OK." Xia Fu's voice was full of suspicion, but he still agreed.

On the other side.

The male operator hung up the phone and pressed a few numbers on a palm-sized projection password lock on the office desk. A snowflake suddenly appeared on the computer screen in front of him, and then a person appeared on the screen.

"Operator No. 3, what's the matter?" On the screen is a middle-aged man who speaks very concisely, looks decisive and acts vigorously, wearing a white shirt, black and blue striped tie.

The picture was constantly shaking slightly, and the corridors on both sides of the man were also backing back. It can be seen that he was moving.

"The team leader, I discovered a new individual suspected ofTum."

Several other operators in the office stopped and looked at No. 3.

“It’s specific.”

In the picture, the man's foot steps paused in the coming and going corridor. He stared at the figure of the operator No. 3 airdropped on his wrist and said. A female scientific researcher passing by missed him and looked back strangely.

"The target encounter is very similar to that ofTum236 individuals." Operator No. 3 sent the compiled information over. The text projection appeared next to the operator's projection. Not only Director Liu's description, but even Wang Yao's personal information appeared in detail.

After he finished speaking, the other operators breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be an individual of Tum236, and they thought a new ofTum had appeared.

Over the wrist, the operator's phantom twisted and disappeared. The man pressed a few times on the object the size of a watch on his wrist, and another phantom was projected on the wrist.

“This is the Special Incident Investigation Office.”

"The information is here, send a special transfer officer to monitor it. If the situation is true, bring the target back and standardize according to personality hazards."

"Authorization is being confirmed...Permission level: 05, red. Application is approved and executed."

The figure of the figure disappeared along with the information. The man hesitated for a moment, called out the address book, and sent a sentence to a few of the lit names.

"You may have a new companion."

...

Wang Yao came to the address he wrote. This is an ordinary community, but the pedestrians and vehicles passing by at the entrance of the community can see that the occupancy rate here is not low.

The car parked downstairs and paid the money to get out. Sitting on the bench at the door, several old men and women who were chatting turned their heads suddenly and stared at Wang Yao with bright eyes. Wang Yao coughed dryly and walked into the corridor with his teeth under the eyes of a group of old people.

There was a lot of discussion at the door behind.

Wang Yao lives on the second floor. When he walked to the door, he took out the key and opened the door. What caught his eye was a very ordinary room.

After entering the door, there is the bedroom. A double bed covered with blue sheets is placed under the window. The foot of the bed is a computer desk, and there is a computer on it. A layer of gray is placed on the screen and table. In the center of the room is a sofa and coffee table against the wall. On the left is a narrow bathroom. The air in the room is filled with a faint smell of mold.

Wang Yao's hand holding the door handle subconsciously clenched and then released his fist. He remembered that he was no longer in that game. It was just that the habitual opening of the door made him feel nervous.

The residence was not big, which disappointed Wang Yao, who was looking forward to his residence. He put the food he bought on the road on the coffee table, knelt on the bed and moved it to the window to open the window. A cool breeze blew in and out of the door, creating a passing wind. It was very comfortable.

After cleaning the house, Wang Yao, who was so tired that he was sweating profusely, leaning on the sofa, his face full of satisfaction. Although the house was simple, he looked a little homely. He went to the bathroom to wash his face and looked up at the mirror because he had been lying in bed without sunbathing, and his skin was a bit sickly pale.

...

Life seemed to be back to normal. A month was about to pass. In the first few days, Wang Yao would often call the police station to inquire about the case, but the reply he received had no progress. Moreover, the police did not come to him for inquiries. Perhaps he was urged to be anxious. A week ago, the police station called and said that after contacting the Immigration Administration, he received news, and did not ask the sisters of Harena and Harena to come to China.

The influence and shadow of chainsaw on Wang Yao's heart also faded with his peaceful life. Occasionally, he recalled these stories and once doubted whether it was a dream or hallucination when he was in a coma. It was just various proofs that silently expressed the authenticity of things.

When he was free, he wrote the Saw into a novel. After he finished writing it, he read it several times by himself, nodding in complacent um, very satisfied.

Before the injury, Wang Yao had a pitifully poor interpersonal relationship, and only had his girlfriend's number in the address book of his mobile phone. Wang Yao had called her mobile phone many times during this period, but either was busy or no one answered. Later, the angry Wang Yao simply stopped calling. He remembered and said when he would.

So Wang Yao became a lonely man.

No one has ever looked for him during this period. The few friends made Wang Yao even more confused. That is who paid the hospitalization fee? He read the bill, but it was not a small fee.

Wang Yao, who had just had supper outside, walked back leisurely. But he was not as leisurely as he showed. There was no reason, the money was almost spent. He had no skills. He felt confused about the future.

When Wang Yao looked up inadvertently, he saw the lights on the second floor of the house.

Strangely, I remember turning off the lights when I went out. Wang Yao muttered in his heart, and walked a few steps into the corridor.

When he pushed open the door, the door was not locked, Wang Yao felt a thunder. Come on a thief? But when he saw a short-haired girl wearing glasses sitting on the bed watching the computer, his brain couldn't turn.
Chapter completed!