Lin Mo is a child who grew up in the city, so places like the countryside are very unfamiliar to him.
For him, there are no hardships in life in the countryside. All he has is the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, a paradise, clean air, and green trees that he can see on the TV network.
Still very novel.
Mo Wenting's hometown is in the mountains of Qianlang County, called Xigou Village.
Lin Mo used software to check and found that there were not a hundred but eighty places called Xigou Village in the country, so the place name had no technical content at all.
Because there is no train service in this place, and the current intercity transportation is sluggish, Lin Mo came by car this time.
He wasn't the one driving, it was the fat man.
As for why the fat man followed, it was an accident.
Lin Mo was eating noodles in Luyuan Community before. He was almost finished when the fat man came in.
Originally, Lin Mo had no intention of disturbing Fatty this time, but he couldn't resist Fatty's enthusiasm. After running over to find out what was going on, he insisted on taking Lin Mo for a ride in his fat G off-road vehicle that he had just bought.
Visit Xigou Village.
This was a kind of hospitality that was hard to refuse. Lin Mo thought about it and thought, it's okay. It's a bit boring to go alone. With a fat man accompanying you, you can have someone to chat with on the way.
So along the way, we drank drinks and snacks, and listened to music ranging from dynamic to sad, and then back to dynamic again. Finally, after driving hundreds of kilometers, we arrived at this remote mountainous area that Fatty mentioned.
"This place is really out of the way..." The fat man muttered at this moment, while Lin Mo closed his eyes and fell asleep in the passenger seat. He recently liked this kind of thing of not sleeping but closing his eyes to relax.
Very comfortable.
Especially when you let the sun outside the car window hit your face, the warmth that overflows your whole body makes you feel so comfortable.
But after getting on the uneven and bumpy dirt road, this kind of comfort turned into complaining about this poor place. After the fat man vomited, Lin Mo vomited, and sometimes they both vomited together.
Not to mention, this time allowed Lin Mo to find a little bit of the passion he had when he started a game studio. At that time, Fatty was also the first to join. This guy carried a lot of equipment upstairs. At that time, this guy claimed to be
Orc laborers can be manipulated by thieves!
When they were on the highway, they couldn't see a car for more than ten kilometers, and when they got to the dirt road, they couldn't see a single person.
At this time, both Lin Mo and Fatty could feel that there were many polluted areas around them.
Just like 30% of the yellow spots splashed after peeing on the snow, one by one, different sizes.
"Brother Mo, do you think your classmate's family has all moved away? This place is so useless. Even if something happens, there is no one to save it. Who would live here?"
What the fat man meant was that this trip might be in vain, because the village must be empty, and he was sure that the surrounding area was no man's land for hundreds of kilometers.
There is a reason for his concern.
In the current situation, people are rushing into big cities like crazy, because only big cities have safe zones, and safe zones can guarantee their subsequent survival.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the last pure land of mankind.
After all, who doesn't want to live?
Outside the big cities, the authorities have no ability to control the situation and can only fend for themselves.
However, rural areas and suburbs also have corresponding benefits.
There are certainly not as many nightmares as in big cities.
After all, at this stage, people are the soil that produces nightmares.
With fewer people, there are fewer natural nightmares.
If you hide in the house at night after falling asleep, you may not be found by nightmares.
Of course, this is an ideal state, and the actual situation may not be the case at all.
It wasn't until he encountered a group of grazing sheep ahead that the fat man's luck was shattered.
The sheep herder is an old man.
His clothes have local characteristics, his skin is a serious bronze color, and his face has wrinkles due to his age. He can kill several mosquitoes with a smile.
Lin Mo was surprised when he saw this old man.
Because he could detect that the old man had the aura of nightmares on his body, which meant that he had been contaminated by nightmares.
Ask around and ask for directions.
The uncle could still chat for a few words. The other party was from Xigou Village. The sheepherder told Lin Mo that he would be there just a short walk ahead.
Lin Mo asked if he knew about ‘Mo Liang Valley’.
Mo Lianggu is Mo Wenting's father. If they are from the same village, they must all know each other.
The sheepherder nodded and said he knew him, and then gave Lin Mo directions. After talking for a long time, Lin Mo finally figured out what he meant.
"Let's go into the village!"
Lin Mo greeted the fat man.
Although it is a dirt road, cars can still enter. This village is not like the Peach Blossom Spring shown on TV that requires climbing mountains and wading to enter. In fact, you can see telegraph poles on the road, there are roads, and there is even an Internet connection.
Go uphill and see the big locust tree. Turn left and go straight. Next to the small shop is Mo's house.
There are actually people in the village.
However, they are all old men and women. Some are basking in the sun, some are chatting, and when they see outsiders coming, they all peek furtively from a distance.
The Mo family's yard looks okay, but it's actually a two-story building.
When I knocked on the door, I could hear the dogs barking in the yard.
After a while, I heard someone training the dog, and then the door opened.
Glutinous rice
A woman who looked to be in her forties or fifties appeared at the door.
The other party looked at Lin Mo and Fatty with questioning eyes.
"Hello, aunt, I am Mo Wenting's high school classmate, and my name is Lin Mo." Lin Mo introduced himself.
He didn't make up any nonsense reasons, just tell the truth. Even Lin Mo would not hide the purpose of his coming here, the cause of Mo Wenting's death in the hall, and the most important thing was to find Mo Wenting's little book.
As the three most important key points, as long as one can be found, it will be a breakthrough for this matter.
Maybe we can dig out more clues.
The dog in the yard is honest.
Because Lin Mo glanced at it.
I've heard people say before that dogs are very understanding of human nature and can even see things that humans can't. Lin Mo didn't really believe it before, but this time he was convinced of it.
The dog was growling at me before, but at a glance, this Chinese pastoral dog seemed to have been mentally attacked. Now he was as cowardly as a third grandson, hiding in the kennel and unable to survive.
In the large living room, Mo Wenting's mother poured water for Lin Mo and Fatty.
Although they were from the village, they had seen the world, and she could tell that Lin Mo and Fatty were not ordinary people.
Of course, the main reason is not the so-called temperament, 90% of it is because of the fat G off-road vehicle at the door. She doesn't understand this car, but she recognizes the logo. I heard that as long as it has this logo, there will be no one.
One million will definitely not come down.
Can someone drive a luxury car worth millions, how can he be an ordinary person?
Lin Mo was really honest. He said he was here to learn about the past. Mok Wenting’s mother obviously didn’t want to think about it, but Lin Mo showed his General Administration ID and said he was here to investigate the case. Mok Wenting’s mother
It was very cooperative.
Although she may not quite understand the weight of Lin Mo's ID, all she knows is that the other party is from the government, and the government is investigating the case, so what can be done if he doesn't cooperate.
"Hey, when Wen Ting's grandmother passed away, she came back from school, and ended up keeping vigil all night. The next day she seemed like a different person, and she didn't say anything when I asked her. Then I went to school, and I just thought about it.
It was fine, but a few days later someone from the school called me and I found out that she had a mental problem."
What Mo Wenting's mother said is consistent with what Wang Xiaoli and Liu Jia said.
Moreover, Lin Mo knew that Mo Wenting came to attend the funeral of her grandmother. This was definitely a progress. In this way, she could further understand the situation of Mo Wenting's grandmother.
So, this trip is right.
"Later, after the child was brought back, he was still noisy, muttering all day long, saying that it was too late, it was too late, and he died within a few days of his return."
When he said this, Lin Mo obviously heard some problems.
The other party seemed to deliberately obscure the cause of Mo Wenting's death.
This was definitely not going to fool him, so Lin Mo asked. Mo Wenting's mother finally had no choice but to whisper: "This matter is taboo in the village. I didn't want to talk about it, and neither did Wen Ting's father."
Let me talk nonsense, but you are a member of the government, have you found anything?"
Lin Mo said yes, and also said that Mo Wenting's death that year was very suspicious.
"Hey, I said I couldn't hide it, I couldn't hide it, but they didn't listen. Then let me tell you, Wen Ting, she hanged herself."
"Hang yourself?"
"Yes, it's on the old locust tree at the entrance of the village. Woo hoo hoo, I still remember that my daughter was hanging on the tree wearing a thin skirt. Her body was swaying, and her face was covered with bruises.
Wuwuwuwu, my poor child."
The sad thing was brought up, and Mo Wenting's mother cried sadly.
Lin Mo tried to persuade him a few times, but he couldn't stop it.
The other party cried even more sadly.
At this moment, the courtyard door outside opened, and someone came in. Maybe they heard crying. The footsteps quickened, and soon a man about fifty years old came in with a frown.
The other person was holding a plastic bag in his hand, and Lin Mo was holding some food.
It seems that Mo Wenting's father is back.
"Who are you? Why are you at my house?" Mo Wenting's father's name is Mo Lianggu. At this moment, he looked at Lin Mo and Fatty with unkind eyes. He must have misunderstood something.
Lin Mo quickly explained.
Originally, a few words from Mo Wenting's mother were more helpful in this matter. She and the other party seemed to be addicted to crying and couldn't stop. As a result, the situation was obviously developing into a fight.
Lin Mo showed his ID and said he was here to investigate the cause of Mo Wenting's death.
As a result, Mo Lianggu became angry at this time.
It looked like a crazy bull.
"Get out, get out of here. My daughter is not dead at all. You two, get out of here right away."
With that said, he dropped the plastic bag in his hand and ran to the kitchen to get a knife.
The fat man was obviously frightened, so he pulled Lin Mo and said no, let's go out first. He also said that the man looked like he was not in the right state of mind, maybe he was mentally ill.
If you are mentally ill, it is not illegal to kill someone.
There's no point in being serious with a lunatic.
Lin Mo saw that Mo Lianggu was indeed a little crazy, so he thought that the fat man was right and there was no need to force him, so he ran out of the yard with the fat man.
But Mo Lianggu didn't really chase them out. Afterwards, Fatty judged that the guy was acting to drive them out.
"It's simply unreasonable. Is it possible to use a knife or a gun? Fatty, I've never seen anything before, so I'm still afraid of this?" The fat man became arrogant again.
Lin Mo patted the fat man at this time: "He seemed to have said just now that his daughter was not dead, right?"
The fat man calmed down and thought about it, and nodded.
"That's what he said, but I feel it must be nonsense."
"That's not necessarily the case. You have forgotten that if it is a person who has been contaminated by nightmares, the death in the real world is just the first death. Maybe she is still alive in the nightmare. Looking at it this way, Mo Wenting's father said