When the traffic is sparse enough in the middle of the night, the wide road can reveal some truths of its own, the scars that are not seen under the various layers of the day.
Although I am a third-rate detective, I will do my best in the face of every commission based on respect for this profession.
The easiest way to tell if a girl is lying is to go to the unlit road at the right time and look for the advertised show of the underworld.
Turn on the computer to search, and the unlit road in Jiangcheng does exist.
In the mouths of the people of Lao Jiangcheng, this road has another very special name - "screw knot top".
During the Anti-Japanese War, this was the largest massacre in Jiangcheng, where the dead were laid one by one, and finally the corpses were as high as the roof.
Nearby residents said that street lights could not be installed here, as long as they were installed, they would be turned off the next day, either by someone or inexplicably.
The lamp was taken down and fine, but the tungsten filament inside had been broken, and no one dared to install a new bulb after that.
Walking in the alley, the flashlight will also go out inexplicably.
Anything electric can't be used in the alley at night, motorcycles, battery cars have to be pushed away.
People in the neighborhood usually don't come out at night.
So if you meet a person at night at the top of the screw knot - it may not be a person.
"The company is in this kind of place, and it is really worthy of the name of its underworld show."
Frankly, I'm a logical atheist, and after an afternoon of researching, I'm even more convinced that this is a prank that isn't very clever.
"Whether it's true or not, it's up to tonight."
Change into casual clothes, stuff advertising and wolf shock guards into your pants pockets, and ride to your destination.
The unlit road was in the old town, and by the time I got here, it was dark and there was a drizzle in the air.
"I'm unlucky."
It is easy to hurt yourself by electric shock anti-wolf devices on rainy days, and it will be embarrassing if you meet gangsters.
Wandering through the intricate alleys, flanked by old buildings, the locals were very unfriendly to me as an outsider, and when they came up to me and asked, they would wave their hands and leave in a hurry at the mention of the word "unlit road".
Without any hints, like a headless fly, I wandered around until about ten o'clock in the evening and did not find the legendary unlit road.
The rain became heavier, and there was a mist between the sky and the earth, and I tried to find a place to shelter from the rain, but there were not even a decent shops in the surrounding alleys.
There are only a few storefronts, and there are still paper house spirit horses and wreath shrouds in the store, which is obviously a dead man's business.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and I really had no choice but to hide in the shroud shop, but what I didn't expect was that as soon as it was past 11 o'clock, the store turned off all the lights, lit two white waxes, and gave me a black umbrella when I went to the grave, urging me to leave.
"These people are so weird."
Holding a black umbrella, standing in the rain, at a glance, there was no light in the entire alley.
"No light?"
I shivered for no reason, walked alone for more than 20 minutes, and lost my way around and around, just when I took out my mobile phone and was about to call the police for help, I happened to see an old woman waving to me on the other side of the road.
"It's dark and rainy, why is she out alone?
What about her family?
” The rain soaked Grandma's clothes, and the old man was lonely and miserable, looking much more miserable than me.
She waved anxiously, and I hurriedly approached to hold an umbrella for her, "Grandma, you ......"
The lightning flashed, and as soon as I looked down, I saw Grandma's raised face, bloodless, and wrinkles crawling out from all directions like folded bean skin, covering the entire old face.
"I've lost something, you can help me find it."
The old man's voice trembled, as if he was about to die, this was the last request before he breathed.
I forced myself to calm down, "Don't worry, what did you lose?"
” Grandma's cloudy eyes rolled to both sides: "I lost my little grandson, and it's in this alley." ” She pointed to the path of the black hole and limped inside.
"Grandson?
Living?
"I don't know why, I remembered all kinds of rumors on the Internet about the unlit road, and looked at the old man's back, and my hair stood up.
"Impossible, the so-called ghosts, gods and Buddhas are all scaring themselves, and my current situation should be triggered by a specific environment to trigger human instinctive reactions to uncertain events."
The human body develops a self-protection mechanism in the face of danger, which is fear and avoidance.
"The reaction of the locals, combined with the rumors on the Internet and the grandmother in front of them, their behavior is strange, as if they are deliberately creating a terrifying atmosphere."
I don't believe in evil, I still think this is a prank, now many variety shows are unscrupulous in pursuit of ratings, and all kinds of heavy-tasting programs emerge in endlessly, maybe in a place I don't know, at this time, more than a dozen cameras are being installed to follow the whole process.
Thinking about this, my fear suddenly subsided, and I held up my umbrella and entered the depths of the alley at the same time as my grandmother.
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After a long time, I had already lost my way, and I had broken the can, but Grandma stopped walking and walking.
"Baby grandson, don't run around next time......"
"Found it?"
I was slightly surprised, and followed the old man's gaze, and my eyes slowly widened.
On the cold steps lies a rag doll that has been wet and tattered by the rain!
The old man picked up the doll affectionately, completely ignoring the sludge and water stains, and was careful, as if he was treating a newborn baby.
"She—She's a madman?!"
I actually followed a crazy old lady for more than an hour on a rainy night!
"Oh, oh, rag doll, don't be angry, I'll make amends for you.
I shouldn't have lost my temper just now and threw you to the ground.
Stained your new fancy clothes and threw mud all over your face.
It must still hurt, right?
I'm so sorry!
I'll take a picture of you when your clothes are dirty, and I'll wash your face when it's dirty.
Where it hurts, I'll rub it for you, and from now on, we won't separate. ” The old man picked up the doll and sang nursery rhymes and went away, in addition to a wry smile, I also had a little sympathy for the old man.
Thinking of this, I chased after it and stuffed the black umbrella in my hand to the old man: "It's raining heavily, take the umbrella, go home quickly." ” Grandma took the umbrella and was stunned for a moment.
"Be careful on your old path, see you later."
The rain soaked my clothes, so I hid on the steps where I picked up the rag doll, a small three-story building with a rain tie built at the entrance of the stairs.
"For seventy dollars, I also worked hard."
I squatted on the ground, habitually trying to light a cigarette, but at the moment when the lighter turned on, I saw the door number on the outer wall of the small building - "No. 44 Roadless Road".
The flame was extinguished in a blink of an eye, and I took out my small card, leaned my face over and confirmed: "It can't be such a coincidence, right?"
” There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village, this is exactly the place I am looking for.
"The address in the ad does exist, and it's getting more and more interesting."
I pressed the switch of the electric shock wolf guard with the palm of my hand, and was just about to enter the corridor when my clothes were suddenly pulled.
"Who!"
Turning around and pulling out the wolf guard, the crackling arc was exceptionally clear in the dark night.
"Grandma?"
The old man holding the puppet stood behind me for some time, and I didn't even notice that I had obtained an A+ in the actual combat quality of the police academy.
"Young man, it's dark, don't run around."
The old man blocked the doll's view with his body, and a handkerchief slipped out of his sleeve as if unintentionally.
"Little mouse, go up to the lampstand, steal oil to eat, and can't get down.
Meow meow, the cat is coming, and the cooper rolls down......"
Singing nursery rhymes and coaxing the puppet in his arms, the old man disappeared into the rainy night.
I picked up the handkerchief left by the old man, pure white, like white silk for hanging, and brought it to my eyes, and there was a short antique poem on it.
"It's hard to throw a painting when the house is poor, The origin of internal affairs is in the emperor's hometown.
To have a son to receive grace must have land, There is no way between ghosts, and the heart is boundless. ” After reading it twice, I was in a cold sweat, this is a hidden poem, connecting the first word of each line, that is-there is a ghost in the house!
"Is she crazy?"
Combined with the old man's previous words, the meaning she wanted to express was already clear, although vague, but at least logically speaking, there was no problem.
"Are there really ghosts in the world?"
Looking at the hallway of the black hole, I hesitated for a moment and walked in.
For a detective, what attracts him the most is never the result, but the process of cracking the unknown.
My eyes slowly became accustomed to the darkness, and I felt the mottled wall skin and walked down the stairs to the basement.
"No. 44 Unlit Road, B4 Floor, Room 444 ......"