Chapter 193 Is there any movement ahead?
Seeing that his stepmother wanted to pick up a clothes hanger and beat him.
Bobo escaped.
This escape was so panicked that he fled directly to Huai City Textile Factory Middle School.
Later, he died here after losing too much blood.
Trapped here too.
He didn’t know how much time had passed outside.
But, Bobo is actually happy.
He didn't know what death meant, he just felt that he just existed in another shape.
It’s just that I’m trapped here in Huaishi Textile Factory Middle School, it’s nothing.
There are no insults and beatings from his father and stepmother, which is really good for Bobo.
"It's really nothing. Uncle Jiang and Aunt Liao are very good to me." Aunt Liao would teach him to read when she was sober.
Huh?
Xu Qingling frowned and looked at him, "Uncle Jiang and Aunt Liao, where are they?"
Bobo's little hand pointed to the Huai City Textile Factory Middle School, "That's right there Inside.”
Xu Qingling: ...I guess Zhang Yue will soon meet the Uncle Jiang and Aunt Liao mentioned by Bobo.
"Sister, please don't hurt Uncle Jiang and Aunt Liao, they are really good people." Bobo prayed with his hands clasped together.
Xu Qingling: "We will not hurt good people."
These words reassured Bobo.
"Bobo, do you have any wishes? In other words, you want to know how your father and stepmother are doing now?" Shasha asked.
Bobo's eyes lit up. Are these two big boss sisters fairies? Do you want to help him realize his wish?
“I, I want to see my mother.”
Bobo doesn’t want to care about his father or stepmother. He just wants to see his mother. He thinks that if his mother had not died, if his mother had still Now, he must be the happiest child in the world. Isn't there a saying: A mother's child is like a treasure?
"Okay."
Xu Qingling felt it when Bobo told him his origin.
She learned that Bobo died 22 years ago.
Twenty-two years ago, Bobo died in Huaishi Textile Factory Middle School. No one knew, not even the police.
After all, Bobo’s stepmother was the murderer in his death.
It’s just that in the past 22 years, both Bobo’s stepmother and father have always been alive.
As for Bobo, they didn't look for him at first. They only told the outside world that he was missing. They didn't even report it to the police at first. Later, the neighbors suspected whether Bobo had been harmed by them, so they couldn't. Don't call the police.
But 22 years ago, there was no surveillance and various investigative technologies were lagging behind.
Bobo died again in Huaishi Textile Factory Middle School, a place where no one cares about and no one dares to come.
So Bobo has never been found and has always been missing.
What a pity, Bobo died that day, no, to be precise, 22 years ago on that day, but the direct or indirect murderers who caused his death, his father and stepmother, are still alive. Good.
Xu Qingling thought that even though 22 years had passed, this police report would still have to be reported. Neither Bobo’s father nor his stepmother would have an easy time. ……
“Family members, let’s continue walking inside.”
On the other side, Zhang Yue continued walking deeper into the Huaishi Textile Factory Middle School.
“Don’t be afraid, there are no ghosts. The so-called ghosts are all pretended by people.”
“Just like the child just now, I think, even if something comes out later, It must be someone pretending to be it.”
When he said this, a blurry figure suddenly passed by Zhang Yue, so fast that it almost left an afterimage.
This scene once again made the netizens in the live broadcast room explode.
[Ah, what was that that just passed by? It seemed to be a human figure. 】
[What figure? It was clearly a ghost figure. I saw it floating past. 】
【It is true that something has passed, but it’s hard to say whether it’s a human or a ghost. Didn’t the anchor say it all? It’s probably a person pretending to be someone. 】
[We thought the kid just now was a kid, but he was actually a human, so he must also be a human. 】
【Yes, yes, they must be human too. 】
Zhang Yue silently retracted his gaze from the ghostly figure that just passed by, and looked at the barrage.
Zhang Yue: ...Are all netizens so simple and easy to trust?
Zhang Yue touched his nose and turned his head away, which made him a little embarrassed to fool them.
"Family, let's continue walking towards the teaching building..."
Zhang Yue took his mobile phone and walked towards the teaching building.
At that time, the teaching building of Huaishi Textile Factory Middle School had three sides, with the highest being only three floors.
Fifty years have passed since then.
However, people at that time used real materials to build houses, and there were no shoddy projects.
Therefore, even though half a century has passed, this building is still standing, but it is a little stained.
It’s just that it’s night, and there’s no one around and it’s overgrown with weeds, so it looks a bit eerie.
In the teaching building, it was pitch dark, with no light at all.
At this moment, a sound of "Ah" suddenly sounded in this quiet place.
It’s very abrupt and weird.
[Ah, what was that sound just now? Is there someone else? 】
【Oh my God, I was watching intently, and suddenly I was frightened, and my heart skipped a beat. 】
【Me too, that is, I don’t have heart disease, otherwise I will be scared to death. 】
【It seems to be a sound coming from the front. 】
【Why does my voice sound like a child's? 】
Zhang Yue looked forward, his eyes slightly narrowed, "Family members, there seems to be movement ahead. Let's go and take a look."