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Many people have come to work in the office of the take-off trip. The keyboard is tapping, the phone is ringing, and the central air conditioner is buzzing... "Who is she?" When someone passed Deng Yilan, he asked his colleagues in a low voice.

Deng Yilan sat on the waiting sofa. Among the workers who came and went, she had never been so clearly aware of how uncomfortable she was wearing pajamas and slippers. She wiped her hands on her pants several times, and her palms soon sweated again.

"Hey, you." The man surnamed Peng poked his head out of an office and told a girl, "please invite Miss Deng."

Deng Yilan looked up and saw a tight pale face. The girl was talking to her outside the gate. At this time, she didn't have eye contact at all. She came over and asked her in a low voice.

"I've been waiting for a long time," said Peng, who looked very polite and asked her to sit down. "Have you met our Xiao Liu?"

The girl's eyes hid from Deng Yilan, and she didn't know what to do and shook her head; Deng Yilan didn't want her to be embarrassed and said first, "I've seen it outside... Because I lost my wallet and wanted to borrow money from her to go home. She thought I was a liar and asked me a lot of questions."

As soon as she said it, she couldn't help but be surprised. She has always been inarticulate. When she first entered the company, she was young. Other female colleagues were always called by the leaders to accompany clients, but no one called her, just because the leaders also thought she was too honest and inflexible. Since when can she make up an excuse so smoothly and without thinking?

President Peng nodded, his eyes stabbed Xiao Liu and let her go.

"Unknown security guard", Deng Yilan suddenly remembered what the girl had said to her. It was an unknown security guard who called Han Jun away... Today's take-off trip didn't even have a security guard.

"... how is the investigation going?" She worked for a few seconds, and Mr. Peng had asked questions kindly.

Deng Yilan narrowed his eyes and looked at him carefully. Sunlight penetrated through the cracks in the window leaves, reflecting his carefully combed hair and gold rimmed glasses. The other party hit someone, Han Jun, and suddenly became a little incredible at this moment.

"I went there several times and told me to wait for news at home."

"Then wait a long time," Peng nodded, and then maintained the flabby skin due to age, pressing down from the edge of the collar with the action. "I'm very confident! I believe that the French Open is wide-ranging and careless."

Yes, the French Open is magnificent... Deng Yilan clutched his pajamas tightly and read these words blankly.

"I care about Han Jun very much. I heard that he is also very sad to die. Well, I'll ask my friends in the Bureau for you and try to ask you more about it." President Peng's expression was almost kind, "what we want is the same, that is, to return Han Jun to justice as soon as possible and severely punish the murderer. During this time, you can have a good rest at home, how about it?"

Deng Yilan did not speak.

"I understand your sadness, but you have to pay attention yourself. You see, you ran outside in your pajamas for the middle of the night, lost your wallet, and couldn't go home. How sad would Han Jun be if he knew? If others saw it, he thought you were mentally ill." President Peng shook his head and pulled out several bills from his wallet. "It's my intention. Take this money to take a taxi home."

She remained silent.

"Sister in law, talk. What do you think?"

Deng Yilan raised her head slowly. "... caveman."

Peng Zong was stunned: "what?"

"I'm thinking about cavemen." Deng Yilan said slowly, "it's when men hunt and women collect..."

President Peng may really feel that she is mentally ill at this moment, and blinks at her from behind her glasses.

"If Han and I are both cave people and have married... I don't know if there was a couple at that time, let's have it. If he was killed, I can't call the police, and there is no court, then I have to look for clues and find the murderer by myself if I want revenge." Deng Yilan said here and stopped to think.

President Peng obviously thought he understood her meaning and smiled, "yes, it's better to have a modern society ruled by law, isn't it?"

Deng Yilan "Hmm". She can only agree. She dare not say what she thinks in her heart.

The conversation went on for a while, mainly because President Peng persuaded her to take the money home and said a lot of condolences; Deng Yilan sat for a while, and finally walked over to get some bills and said, "you're right, then I'll go home. Where's the bathroom?"

When the dialogue came to an end, President Peng was very satisfied. He called the Secretary in and led her out of the door. He didn't forget to ask the Secretary, "you must send Miss Deng to the car in person. This is my very important guest."

Deng Yilan deliberately sat on the toilet for a long time.

The secretary came in twice. She said she had a stomachache and told the other party not to wait. She could go out and take a taxi later. A woman in pajamas and slippers has diarrhea in other companies, and she also feels that she must look psychotic; The Secretary seemed too lazy to spend more time on her, and soon left her behind.

As soon as the sound of high heels disappeared, Deng Yilan immediately stood up and quietly walked to the door. There was no one in the corridor outside the bathroom. She took this opportunity to sneak out, looked around, and ran to the back warehouse.

The heartbeat almost made her eardrums explode. Deng Yilan was afraid that there was a security guard in the small warehouse, or the door was locked; She rushed to the small door and turned the handle. Fortunately, the door opened silently.

... in the small warehouse with yellow lights, between the filing cabinets, Han Jun turned his head to her and smiled.

Deng Yilan seemed to be gripped by people all at once - when she looked again, the warehouse was empty, and she was alone except for a small desk, buckets of water and paper towels.

Maybe she is really going crazy.

She closed the door and stood there for a few seconds, trying to open and close her eyes, hoping to see him again. The only good thing that happened after Han Jun's death was that she had visions and saw him again, but he never appeared again.

Deng Yilan walked slowly to the center of the warehouse and stopped for a while at the place where "Hanjun" had just stood. Has he ever been to this place? Has he ever faced a desk like himself? His feet have stepped on this floor, haven't they?

Deng Yilan pulled her feet out of her slippers and stepped on the concrete floor barefoot. She thought she would feel the temperature left by Han Jun, but there was only cold under her feet.

She imagined how Han Jun would look at the room, followed his eyes, and looked at the warehouse one by one. This may be the last scene Han Jun saw before his death. He was so close to the sea outside, so close to the sky outside. The last thing he saw was this narrow warehouse without windows.

She looked up, glanced over the filing cabinet and paused. On a sharp corner, there is a long black red stain, which seems to have been missed by someone who didn't pay attention to it when he wiped it. Deng Yilan suddenly forgot how to breathe. At first glance, she looked around helplessly, and her eyes soon stared at the chair behind the table.

Just as she pulled the chair out and close to the filing cabinet, the warehouse door was suddenly knocked open.

Just now, the secretary who left her was flushed and flustered. When he saw her, he immediately seemed to see the spy of the enemy. Without a word, he turned back and shouted, "President Peng, she's here! In the warehouse!"

Deng Yilan didn't know what to do now. She stared at President Peng, several employees and the girl just now, pouring into the warehouse from outside. President Peng's eyes turned around the chair, filing cabinet and her, and he had already changed his look.

"I've done my utmost," he said, gritting his teeth. "You have no money, I'll give you money, and I'll have someone deliver you to the car. What are you doing here now?"

This may be her last chance, Deng Yilan thought. If she leaves here today, there will be no way to verify the black and red stains on the corner of the cabinet. I'm afraid no one will verify them except her. Without saying anything at all, she immediately stepped on the chair and stretched her arm to touch the corner of the cabinet.

President Peng rushed out of the crowd.

Although he looks well maintained, his strength is really not small - he kicked the chair leg and kicked the chair flying; Deng Yilan only felt that her feet were tilted, and her brain, heart and blood seemed to be thrown into the air, but her body fell back to the ground with the chair until it hit the ground heavily.

"Alarm!"

When Deng Yilan was thrown and blackened in front of her eyes, she could hardly believe that she heard these two words. "Take out your mobile phone and call the police," Mr. Peng shouted angrily, "she came to disturb us in business, called us away and refused to go, but also wanted to steal things - hurry up!"

Deng Yilan took a breath from her lungs for a long time, rolled to the ground, and saw that Xiao Liu, who was talking to her, was busy dialing the phone.

That scene, somehow, has been imprinted in her mind.

... is that Xiao Liu fired now?

Deng Yilan sat on the cold floor and thought in a trance.

The toilet shared by many people in the corner has not been cleaned for some time, emitting a pungent smell of urine; The others sat and lay, and no one spoke. In this small gray brick house, she and several others waited silently for the increasingly ferocious future.

A string of keys knocked her awake. She didn't know when she went to bed before she found someone coming to open the iron gate; A woman opened the door and shouted, "Deng Yilan!"

She stood up slowly, bowed her head, and walked out with the woman. She was still wearing her pajamas, and now she was very dirty. When she went out, she took back her mobile phone and home key. She looked at the things she had left in the hotel and silently held them in her hand.

When she was brought in, she said everything she should have said, and even let slip in her haste, saying, "I saw Han Jun in the warehouse, and I know he must have been there" - after that, she regretted it.

After signing the document, her parents were waiting for her in front of her when she went out. Her mother's mouth has always been harsh, but she didn't talk much today. Her eyes were red and protruding, as if she had cried. Deng Yilan really hopes that she can say something ugly like before, because it's easier to be angry with her parents than to feel guilty about them.

She and her parents walked out of the detention station and saw the sun again 24 hours after President Peng called the police.

After 48 hours, Deng Yilan was sent to a mental hospital.