At that time, I was a doctor, facing patients. Different status determines a person's status.

Now I am like a prisoner awaiting trial. Sitting around me are experienced old policemen. You can see the little ninety-nine in my heart at a glance.

"Can I not be nervous?" I smiled bitterly.

"You really don't have to be so nervous. The higher-ups might be looking for you to give you a certificate or something, otherwise they wouldn't have told us to treat you preferentially." Another policeman comforted me, making me feel at ease.

"Award certificate?"

I didn't say anything, I just looked at the dark window with some astonishment, and I couldn't see the outside at all, and almost cried behind bars.

Certificates issued in this atmosphere will most likely be marked with the words "Outstanding Prison Inmates of Dachuan City".

Suddenly.

Just when I was thinking wildly and I didn’t know where my thoughts were going.

The car stopped.

The car door that had been closed also opened at this time.

The afternoon sun shines in, like a warm hug.

I have never felt that the sun is so dazzling and precious.

Several policemen accompanying me also took me out of the car at this time.

As soon as we got off the car, several soldiers in training uniforms came over and seemed to be handing over work to the policemen.

What on earth did I get into that triggered a joint military and police operation?

In disbelief, I took stock of the situation nearby.

The neighborhood was very desolate, and I seemed to be taken to an uninhabited area in the suburbs. Weeds were growing everywhere, but a clearing was cleared among the weeds, and a somewhat crude iron warehouse was built on the clearing.

There was a man standing in front of the warehouse, only a few meters away from me.

She was a beautiful and charming woman, the so-called class beauty when I was in school. In front of her, the school beauty was like weeds meeting flowers, and she became a supporting decoration.

I have never seen the style of clothes worn by women. They should be the work uniforms of a special department. The clothes are a little loose and wrap the body very tightly. It is impossible to tell whether her figure is good or bad. They can only see it.

She is very tall.

However, even though the clothes concealed her figure, her delicate face still made it impossible to divert attention. Her fair cheeks were partially covered by the long black hair that fell down, and her eyes looked towards me like autumn water.

Take a look.

After just one glance, I subconsciously turned my gaze away, not daring to look at her.

This was not because I was shy, but because I felt an inexplicable fear.

The fear came from the indifference I saw in those eyes.

This calm and cold look seemed to be a cold rejection of others thousands of miles away, which made me feel uncomfortable.

I have seen similar looks in the eyes of some severely depressed patients.

But compared to the indifference in the woman's eyes at this moment, the eyes of those who have closed themselves off due to depression seem to be somewhat bright.

look.

Yes, that's the crux of the problem.

It is impossible for a living person's eyes to be so cold and heartless.

No matter how severe the patient is, whether they are autistic or depressed, as long as they are still alive and in the state of a living person, their eyes will still have the look of a living person.

But in that woman's eyes, I couldn't see much of a living person.

Suddenly.

I noticed that this woman turned her head after glancing at me, as if she was communicating with the people around her.

Wait a moment.

I suddenly realized that there was a person standing next to this woman.

A strange man wearing a black trench coat on a hot day.

However, when I looked at this person who seemed to appear suddenly and had no sense of existence.

My legs couldn't help but feel weak and I knelt down directly.

What kind of face is that?

I can't describe it, as if this face cannot exist in my memory.

However, on such an indescribable face, I actually saw a pair of eyes that made me tremble all over.

I have only seen such a pair of eyes on the faces of dead people in the morgue.

Dark, stiff, with no sparkle in the pupils, dead eyes that couldn't even move.
Chapter completed!