C6 (1/2)

”Ding dong!”

The doorbell startled me. I tiptoed over and peered through the peephole.

On the other side of the cat's eye, Uncle Wang and Big Treasure were expressionless, staring straight ahead, the inside of their eyes empty.

The Uncle Wang was dead.

I was shocked by the words that popped out of my head. Why did I feel that the Uncle Wang was dead?

However, he subconsciously felt that he wasn't a living person.

The faces of the living are not like that.

We usually say the face is expressionless, at most one person is trying hard to control their own emotions, or in the empty of their own thoughts.

But faces still have a sense of vividness, which is called ”microexpression” in neurology.

For example, when you are angry, even if you try your best to disguise it, the corners of your mouth will twitch or sink subconsciously.

When he was happy, when he was afraid, when he was anxious, the muscles on his face would automatically respond accordingly. This reaction will be reduced by brain control, but it will not be lost.

But Uncle Wang's face was truly expressionless, like a terracotta soldier's clay sculpture, or a corpse or an inanimate object.

I took a few steps back: ”Who ~ ~” to create the feeling of being in the back room.

Then he quickly attached the cat's eye.

In that moment, a familiar smile suddenly appeared on Uncle Wang's stiff face, her voice was also warm: ”Wangwang, it's uncle and Da Bao. Uncle won't be at ease in coming to see you.”

I would have opened the door a hundred percent of the time.

Was this old fogey unable to wait any longer? He must have seen me come in for too long and couldn't stand it anymore.

Uncle ~ ~ I ~ ~ am ~ ~ in the ~ toilet ~ ~ you ~ ~ wait ~ ~

After saying that, he quickly retreated into the room.

It's over. Even if I unlock the lock, I won't be able to escape. The only place I can escape is the balcony. Below me is a bare concrete floor.

If he had known earlier that this day would come, he would have learned how to play the piano. Learning how to lift the piano was more like it. Practicing hand strength might be able to beat back bad guys.

I quickly grabbed the decorating blueprints and looked carefully. Maybe my dad left an escape dog hole.

Sure enough, my father used a red pen to wrap around a space — it was the large wall cabinet in the study.

”Kara Kara,” I heard the key in the door.

Just as I thought, not only has Uncle Wang come to my house, she even has a key to the door!

I rushed into the study with my schoolbag and locked the door behind me, hoping to gain a little more time.

He opened the large closet. It was filled with thick winter clothes and quilts. I quickly dug all of them out, revealing a small metal door half a meter square.

The sound of heavy footsteps came from outside.

I quickly entered the small iron gate. The smell of mildew made me unable to breathe. I locked the door behind me and crawled as hard as I could.

After crawling for less than a minute, they reached the end. It was pitch black inside.

Could it be that the dog hole he dug in the past had not been dug out? Could it be that the dog hole he dug was so deceitful?

All of a sudden, I heard footsteps and a woman's breathing:

”Phew, I'm losing weight. It's because of exercise. You take the elevator every day. Your thighs must be thick. Phew.”

I immediately realized where I had crawled. He turned over and used both of his legs to kick the spot that was blocking the way.

”Clang!” With a sound, I kicked down the fire hydrant from the fire escape along with the fire extinguisher inside the fire escape.

Uncle Polo's car is still there, and I jump into it.

”Hurry up and leave.”

The car sprinted all the way to the high speed around the city. At the peak of its life, it stopped the car.

The air conditioner was on full blast, and my sweat was still pouring out.

”What happened just now? Why did you take so long?” Polo Shirt asked me.

”Just now when I went back home, someone …” I suddenly felt that even if I told them what had happened, they would treat me like a lunatic.

”...” The person is blocking the way, so the new security guard doesn't recognize me. ” I stammered.

”Oh. It's too stuffy to go high speed. Let's go down and take a shortcut. ” Polo Shirt uncle suddenly said.

The car pulled out of the highway at the next exit and turned left and right into the old part of town.

The old city had been built in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. The houses were made of old two-story brick and the second floor was occupied by shops on the first floor.

There was no subway here, and the roads were intricate and one-way. Many roads were too narrow for a bus to cross. Most of them had moved.

Some of the old houses were rented out to the workers and outsiders, while most of them were abandoned, with the word ”dismantle” written on the wall.

I don't know how Shuyue and my mother are doing right now.

He really didn't want to hold back for even a moment longer. He wanted to quickly meet up with the two of them and get to the bottom of things. Just what was going on?

With one foot on the brakes, my head nearly hit the windshield, and I jumped.

The two boys with their hair dyed red and green as they killed Matt ran across the street.

I shivered when I saw them.

Ten minutes ago.

My mind was in a mess as I leaned against the window.

”Little girl, I know you are feeling terrible. Your father's matter was too sudden and we did not expect it. You have to be strong, or else how will you take care of your mother and Shuyue? ”

I did not speak. Tears flowed quietly from my eyes.

”Little girl, what's your name?”

”...”

”Little girl?”

”Wang Wangwang.”

Polo Shirt uncle revealed a face full of doubt. That's normal. People who hear my name for the first time look like they've eaten shit. But I didn't have the heart to explain.

But what he was concerned about had nothing to do with dogs.

”Your surname is Wang?”

I was furious, but I didn't want to argue because of my father. I turned my head and said, ”I'm not surnamed Wang. Is your surname Wang?”

Uncle Ran looked at me in disbelief, as if he were reading my mind to see if I was lying.

I can't be bothered with you! I glared at him and looked out the window. A group of young men who had killed Matt were smoking by the side of the road.

The person he saw this time was the youth who had killed Matt ten minutes ago.

The roads of the old part of town were complicated, and I was preoccupied, so I didn't pay attention to where the car was going.

Could it be that the car was constantly making detours?

Something was wrong with the polo shirt!

I pretended to be calm and stole a glance at the polo shirt next door.

Shuyue told me not to trust anyone.

I made another presumptuous mistake. My original understanding was that when I went home to pick up my stuff, I should not trust anyone.