Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1350: Hideous

Many people have come to work in the office of Tengfei Journey. There is the sound of typing on the keyboard, the ringing of the phone, and the buzzing of the central air conditioner... "Who is she?" Someone whispered as he walked past Deng Yilan. asked a colleague.

Deng Yilan was sitting on the waiting sofa, among the employees coming and going. She had never been so clearly aware of how uncomfortable she felt in pajamas and slippers. She wiped her hands on her pants several times, and her palms soon became sweaty again.

"Hey, you." The man named Peng poked his head out of an office and told a girl: "Invite Miss Deng over."

Deng Yilan looked up and saw a pale, stern face. The girl who was talking to her outside the gate did not make eye contact with her at all. She came over and asked her in a low voice to come over.

"Long wait," Mr. Peng looked very polite and asked her to sit down. "Have you met our Xiao Liu?"

The girl avoided Deng Yilan and shook her head not knowing what to do. Deng Yilan didn’t want to embarrass her and said first: "I saw her outside... because I lost my wallet and wanted to borrow money from her to go home. , she thought I was a liar and asked me a lot of questions."

As soon as the words came out, she couldn't help but be surprised. She has never been good at talking. She was young when she first joined the company. Other female colleagues were always asked by the boss to accompany clients, but no one called her because the boss thought she was too honest and inflexible. Since when had she been able to make up an excuse so smoothly and without thinking?

Mr. Peng nodded, looked at Xiao Liu, and let her go.

"Unknown security guard", Deng Yilan suddenly remembered what the girl had said to her. That day, an unknown security guard called Han Jun away... But today there was not even a security guard on Soaring Journey.

"...How is the progress of the investigation?" She thought for a few seconds, and Mr. Peng had already asked the question in a pleasant tone.

Deng Yilan narrowed her eyes and looked at him carefully. The sunlight filtered in through the gaps in the window leaves, making his carefully combed hair and gold-rimmed glasses shine brightly. The opponent was hitting someone, and it was Han Jun who was hitting him. It suddenly became a little unbelievable at this moment.

"I went there several times and they all told me to wait for news at home."

"Then just wait," Mr. Peng nodded, and the skin, which had become sagging due to age, pressed down from the edge of the collar with his movements. "I am very confident! I believe that the French Open will be restored without any omissions."

Yes, the French Open is open... Deng Yilan clutched her pajamas tightly and read these words blankly.

"I care about Han Jun very much, and I felt very sad when I heard about his death. Let me ask you my friends in the bureau and try to find out as much information as possible for you." Mr. Peng His expression was almost kind, "We all want the same thing, which is to bring justice to Han Jun as soon as possible and severely punish the murderer. During this period, how about you just rest at home and recuperate?"

Deng Yilan said nothing.

"I understand that you are sad, but you have to pay attention to yourself. Look, you ran out in pajamas for most of the night, lost your wallet, and couldn't go home. How sad would Hanjun be if he knew? If others saw it, they would think you were mentally ill." Mr. Peng shook his head and took out a few bills from his wallet. "That's my wish. You can use this money to take a taxi home."

She remained silent.

"Brothers and sisters, talk. What are you thinking about?"

Deng Yilan slowly raised her head. "...cave people."

Mr. Peng was stunned: "What?"

"I'm thinking about cave people." Deng Yilan said slowly, "It's when men hunted and women gathered..."

Perhaps Mr. Peng really felt that she was mentally ill at this moment, and he blinked at her from behind his glasses.

"If Hanjun and I were both cavemen and got married... I don't know if there were couples at that time, so let's just assume there were. If he was beaten to death, I couldn't call the police, and there would be no court. , then if I want revenge, I have to look for clues on my own and find the murderer." Deng Yilan said this and stopped to think.

Mr. Peng obviously thought he understood what she meant and smiled: "Yes, a modern society governed by the rule of law is better, right?"

Deng Yilan said "hmm". She could only agree. She didn't dare to say what she was thinking.

The conversation went on for a while, mainly because Mr. Peng advised her to collect the money and go home, and also said many words of condolences; Deng Yilan sat dumbly for a while, and finally walked over and took a few banknotes. , said: "You are right, then I will go home. Where is the bathroom?"

The conversation came to an end. Mr. Peng looked very satisfied. He called his secretary in and led her out. He also told the secretary: "You must send Miss Deng to the car in person. This is very important to me." guests."

Deng Yilan deliberately sat on the toilet for a long time.

The secretary came in twice. She always said she had a stomachache and told the other party not to wait. She could just go out and take a taxi later. A woman wearing pajamas and slippers came to someone else's company and had diarrhea. She also felt that she must look like a psychopath; the secretary seemed too lazy to spend more time on her and quickly abandoned her.

As soon as the sound of high heels disappeared, Deng Yilan immediately stood up and quietly walked to the door. There was no one in the corridor outside the bathroom. She took this opportunity to sneak out, looked around, and ran towards the back warehouse in small steps.

The sound of her heartbeat almost made her eardrums explode. Deng Yilan was afraid that there were security guards in the small warehouse or that the door was locked. She rushed to the small door and turned the doorknob. Fortunately, the door opened silently. .

...In the small warehouse with dim yellow lights, among the racks of filing cabinets, Han Jun turned his head towards her and smiled.

Deng Yilan seemed to be grabbed by someone all of a sudden - when she took a closer look, the warehouse was empty. Except for a small desk, bottled water, paper towels and other sundries, she was the only one.

Maybe she is really going crazy.

She closed the door and stood there for a few seconds, opening and closing her eyes hard, hoping that she could see him again. The only good thing that happened after Han Jun died was that she had a vision and saw him again, but he never appeared again.

Deng Yilan walked slowly to the center of the warehouse and stopped for a while where "Han Jun" had stood just now. He has been to this place before, right? Has he ever faced a desk like this? His feet have also stepped on this floor, right?

Deng Yilan took her feet out of her slippers and stepped barefoot on the cement floor. She thought she would feel the warmth left by Han Jun, but there was only a cold feeling under her feet.

She imagined how Han Jun would look at this room, and followed his gaze as she looked through the warehouse one by one. This may be the last scene Han Jun saw before his death. He was so close to the sea outside, so close to the sky outside. The last thing he saw was this narrow warehouse without any windows.

She raised her head, glanced from the filing cabinet, and paused. On a sharp corner, there is a long and narrow black-red stain, as if someone did not pay attention when wiping it, and missed it in one stroke. Deng Yilan suddenly forgot how to breathe. She started to look around helplessly, and her eyes soon focused on the chair behind the table.

Just as she was dragging the chair out and approaching the filing cabinet, the warehouse door was suddenly knocked open.

The secretary who had left her behind just now had a flushed face and a panicked expression. When he saw her, he immediately seemed to have seen an enemy sentinel. Before he could say a word, he turned around and shouted: "Mr. Peng, she is here. Here! In the warehouse!"

Deng Yilan didn't know what to do now. She watched blankly as President Peng, several employees, and the girl just poured into the warehouse from outside. Mr. Peng's eyes moved around the chair, filing cabinet and her several times, and his expression had already changed.

"I have done my best," he gritted his teeth and said, "You have no money, I will give you money, and I will have someone take you to the car. What are you doing here now?"

This may be her last chance, Deng Yilan thought. If she leaves here today, she will no longer be able to verify the black and red stains on the corner of the cabinet. I am afraid that no one will verify it except her. She simply didn't say anything, immediately stepped on the chair, stretched out her arms to touch the corner of the cabinet.

Mr. Peng rushed out of the crowd.

Despite his well-maintained appearance, he was actually very strong - he kicked the leg of the chair, sending the chair flying. Deng Yilan felt her foot tilt, and her brain, heart and blood were all shaken. As if being thrown into the air, the body fell backwards along with the chair until it hit the ground hard.

"Call the police!"

When Deng Yilan was beaten to pieces and her vision turned black, she could hardly believe she heard these two words. "Take out your cell phone and call the police," Mr. Peng shouted angrily, "She came to disturb our business. She refused to leave when asked to leave. She also wants to steal things - hurry up!"

It took a long time for Deng Yilan to take another breath from her lungs. She rolled to the ground and saw the Xiao Liu who was talking to her hurriedly dialing the phone.

For some reason, that scene has always been imprinted in her mind.

...I wonder if that Xiao Liu has been fired now?

Deng Yilan sat on the cold floor, thinking in a daze.

The toilet shared by many people in the corner has not been cleaned for an unknown period of time and exudes a pungent smell of urine; several other people were sitting and lying down, but no one spoke. In this gray and cold little brick house, she and several others waited silently for an increasingly hideous future.

The sound of a bunch of keys tapping ~IndoMTL.com~ woke her up. She didn't know when she fell asleep, and then she realized that someone came to open the iron gate; a woman opened the door and shouted inside: "Deng Yilan!"

She stood up slowly, lowered her head, and followed the woman out. She was still wearing her pajamas, which were now very dirty. When she went out, she took back her mobile phone and home keys. She looked at the things she had forgotten at the hotel and silently held them in her hands.

When she was brought here, she told everything she needed to say. She even spilled the beans in her desperation, saying, "I saw Han Jun in the warehouse. I knew he must have been there before." ——After saying that, she regretted it.

After signing the document, when she went out, her parents were waiting for her with livid faces. Her mother always spoke harsh words, but she didn't say much today. Her eyes were so red that they seemed to bulge out, as if she had cried a lot. Deng Yilan really wished that she could say some unpleasant things like she did in the past, because it was always easier to be angry with her parents than to feel guilty about them.

She and her parents walked out of the detention center and saw the sun again 24 hours after Mr. Peng called the police.

After 48 hours, Deng Yilan was sent to a mental hospital.