My Rebirth Style is Wrong

"Around six o'clock yesterday afternoon, where were you?"

"I don't know, because I didn't check the time at the time, but I heard her cooking when I passed by the yard of the next door, Granny Zheng's house before I got home."

As long as ordinary people don't have any special circumstances, the accuracy of the time is somewhat vague, not to mention that Su Wanwan has other witnesses as a reference for her time to go home.

About this, Officer Zheng had already learned about it during a previous visit to the surrounding area. What Su Wanwan didn't know was that two other villagers said that they had seen her passing by in front of their courtyard at some approximate time.

"I heard that you once had a conflict with Classmate Zhang and the other five?"

Su Wanwan still doesn't know what happened, she only guessed that something happened to Zhang Zezheng and the others, and all she could say was frank: "Their characters are not very good, I should not be the only one who has conflicts. Ambushing me on my way home, hitting me in the head with a stick, looks like it's going to kill me, but luckily I run fast."

This is in line with the sticks scattered on the ground found at the scene.

Officer Zheng asked some more questions, generally about the details of yesterday. When Su Wanwan said that the five people had disappeared inexplicably while chasing her, Officer Zheng felt that he had caught a clue.

Su Wanwan saw that the other party did not respond to the "beating of girls, suspected attempted murder" that she had mentioned many times, and she immediately understood that this police officer surnamed Zheng should also be a first-class "Inspector Jin".

- Has an unreasonable maintenance of natives, even if it is a crime.

Everything here made Su Wanwan feel very depressed and unhappy, as if the air was filled with rejection, suppression, and even inexplicable malice from outsiders.

If you put it in a horror movie, I'm afraid it will be another sinful land.

At the end of the questioning, Officer Zheng suddenly asked: "I heard that you have a group chat book of some classmates in your class chatting and joking. Can you show it to me?"

Su Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, and she tried her best to put on a dazed and confused look: "Who said that? Of course I know that those are all bragging and joking words, and they didn't take it seriously at all, and they would have been thrown into the school trash can. "

Officer Zheng stared at Pang Delicate in front of his eyes, and at a glance he could see the girl from the bustling big city. After a while, he let out a smile, stood up, raised his hand and stretched his sleeves, and said in a casual and relaxed tone, "I hope so. , after all, it's really useless, but the children at home are a little scared, and they can't eat well recently, which makes people anxious."

The threat in the words implied that there was not much cover up.

Su Wanwan also stood up and waved her hand with a smile: "No way, I didn't read what they wrote on it. Who would take those words seriously? I really lost it a long time ago."

Probably because of the subconscious hostility of foreigners, Officer Zheng did not tell Su Wanwan what happened from the beginning to the end, and why did he come to the door to ask her for questioning, and he did not care what the person being questioned thought. .

After a few people left, Su Wanwan learned from her aunt who secretly went to inquire about it. Just after six o'clock yesterday evening, Zhang Zezheng and the other five died in the ruins of an old house in the village. The child did not wait for anyone at home, and they found it after searching everywhere in a group.

"Midnight? Was there a lot of movement?"

Su Wanwan thought about how she slept inexplicably last night.

Auntie also frowned: "I heard yes, but it's really strange. I was clearly awake last night at that time."

This made my aunt very puzzled and fell into deep suspicion, but Su Wanwan was even more convinced of one thing: last night in the yard of my aunt's house, there must be some kind of existence that deliberately isolated them from the outside world. perception.

Whether it is good intentions or ulterior motives, it is hard to say.

The fact that five people died in one fell swoop is definitely sensational enough. In the morning, another horrific thing came from the town school: in front of the public, another female student put a black plastic bag on herself, drizzled it with lighter fluid, and then set herself on fire.

At that time, Li Yuzhen, who was standing opposite the deceased, was also severely interrogated by the police.

One by one, there is a strangeness everywhere. And more and more people died, and the things that hurt people secretly became more and more arrogant, giving everyone a silent sense of urgency in invisibility.

Su Wanwan could clearly feel that people in the village were beginning to panic, and even her aunt called the original owner's mother one after another, anxious to send Su Wanwan away as soon as possible.

"Huiying, don't delay anymore!"

"I can't go, I can't leave the village, when can you come back?"

"A lot of things, it's hard to say right, it's the children in the school"

My aunt was talking on the phone when she suddenly raised her head and glanced in the direction of Su Wanwan's room. She made sure that no one was there, so she cautiously carried the landline and dragged it directly into her room.

Seeing this, Su Wanwan, who was eavesdropping beside the door, quietly stepped forward, turned to the bedroom window, and continued to eavesdrop with her ears pricked up.

I could only hear my aunt's tone-shifting voice coming from the window of the next bedroom: "It's all said to be Chunxi, those five children died in Chunxi's house in the school, and a teacher saw Renshu. "

It sounded that the original owner's mother knew the meaning of the two names, and she was in a dilemma at first. After listening to her aunt's words, she seemed to agree to come back and take her daughter away as soon as possible.

Because Su Wanwan heard her aunt say goodbye with a sigh of relief, and repeatedly said that she would not leave here, could not leave, nor did she want to leave, and only let the original owner's mother take the child away by herself.

All day, Su Wanwan was kept at home by her aunt. The old lady who used to be kind was particularly strict at this time. She directly controlled the courtyard door, and was determined not to allow Su Wanwan to step out even a single step.

It doesn't matter to Su Wanwan, because she wasn't going to go out for a walk.

So many people died all at once, obviously the **oss is about to make an official appearance. At this time, when you go out for a walk, isn't it a gift?

Rather than figuring out all the causes and consequences of the "plot development", it is more important to live with your life.

Thinking that her current mother might be back soon, Su Wanwan was also busy reviewing the memory of the original owner. As long as she hasn't left and is still doing "Su Anqi" even for a day, Su Wanwan will never lose her vest.

Strangely, the more she looked back, the more Su Wanwan had an illusion, and she always felt that she had something in common with the original owner.

Although it seems that the personalities are very different, some nodes in the growth are inexplicably similar, and some people's opinions and ideas on some things and even occasional complaints are very similar.

So, maybe he is not simply transmigrating? Here is another parallel time and space? The original owner is another self on the if line?

Three major questions in life: Who am I, where am I, and where do I come from.

At this time, Su Wanwan can tell others responsibly: don't think about it, she will make her head dazed if she thinks about it.

"Little girl, who are you looking for?"

My aunt, who was working in the yard while watching the house, suddenly started talking to someone.

The voice woke up Su Wanwan, who was in a daze.

Su Wanwan, who was idle at home and almost made herself stupid, quickly got up from the chair in front of the desk curiously, opened the door and walked out, standing under the porch and looking out.

The gate of my aunt's house is an old-fashioned wooden fence. The fence is a little high, and the people outside are cut into strips, making it difficult to distinguish their faces.

Su Wanwan could only see that the person was a young girl.

Oh, well, after all, my aunt has already called people a little girl just now.

Patting her forehead, Su Wanwan let herself empty her mind and didn't think about anything. She walked down the steps to the yard, and walked to the gate of the yard with her aunt with her hands behind her back, letting her mind slow down.

The people outside the fence gate were very strange, standing there motionless, not saying a word when they heard the inquiries of the host in the yard. It happened that Su Wanwan came to a certain angle, looked over curiously, and met a dark, unorganized eyeball in the gap between the fence bars at a glance. Suddenly, she felt a chill on her back, and a strange gloomy feeling emerged spontaneously. .

At this time, the aunt who was two steps away from Su Wanwan raised her hand in puzzlement and opened the door of the courtyard.

Amidst the jerky turning sound, Han Jinhui, who had been missing for several days, was standing there.

"Little girl, are you here to find An Qi?"

Looking at the school uniform on the other side, my aunt thought it was Su Wanwan's classmate, but she didn't expect that her child had just transferred to another school soon, and she had made friends with a classmate who was so good that she could find her from home. The aunt was very happy, and she turned to talk to her. Su Wanwan said, "An Qi, your classmates have come to see you. It's probably because of something. It's getting late. It's almost noon. I'll go to the kitchen to prepare more dishes. I'll leave the classmates to eat at home when they're hungry!"

As he said that, he hurried to the kitchen, forgetting to watch Su Wanwan stop her from stepping out of the house.

Su Wanwan, who was left to receive her classmates, felt that something was wrong.

Not to mention that she and Han Jinhui can't really be called friends. Just seeing Han Jinhui, who has been missing for many days, suddenly appeared here, her complexion and body shape were still so stiff that they didn't look like a living person, Su Wanwan thought it was strange no matter how she looked at it.

A cold intuition made Su Wanwan tense her nerves, and subconsciously raised her hand to hold the courtyard door and the door frame, her voice was a little dry and hoarse due to the excessive tension: "Han Jinhui, what's the matter with you?"

Han Jinhui, whose face was blue and his lips darkened, was like a wooden man, motionless, but the beads of his eyes moved little by little in Su Wanwan's voice.

Black pupils focused on Su Wanwan's face.

When Su Wanwan's ominous premonition intensified and was about to crush her nerves and make her body react, Han Jinhui's eyes suddenly closed, and the black pupils quickly expanded in the next instant. Turned into pure black, without the slightest white eye.

Su Wanwan choked in her lung tube in one breath, moving faster than her brain, "Bang!" She slammed the courtyard door tightly and quickly fastened the latch.

Across the vertical fence door, Han Jinhui, who was outside the door, grew up and threw himself on the door with a grim face, his pointed fingers inserted into the gap of the fence door, trying to scratch Su Wanwan.

Su Wanwan saw the opportunity quickly, and immediately bounced away, away from the courtyard gate.

This scene is like a zombie siege!

"Ha-ha-Su, Angie, I will, follow you-ho-ho-follow you!"