In the shell of Tuo Zong, I am doing live broadcasts in the world of Ke Xue

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The policeman looked at Fyodor in surprise, and he exclaimed, "Mr. Fyodor, you are..."

How did you come up with this bold assumption?

Fyodor smiled and said, "Otherwise, do you think there is anything else that can be sold? It's in this dilapidated orphanage."

The policeman couldn't answer, and the policeman's voice was a little hoarse: "In this book, it's just..."

There are more than 30 pages.

Fyodor turned to the last page of the book, the number of words was 43, and he asked, "Does this orphanage have a name book?"

This kind of thing will definitely exist, the policeman nodded immediately: "Wait a while, I will ask my colleague to pass it to me right now."

Fyodor nodded at him with a chuckle.

This room is facing the sun, with large floor-to-ceiling windows, the sunlight falls lightly on Fyodor's beautiful face, making Fyodor look dreamlike, with an indescribable warmth .

But when he met Fyodor's eyes, the policeman felt as if he saw a glacier under the sea that had been covered in dust for many years. He was angry, and his anger was obvious.

Fyodor asked him again: "May I go out again and have a look?"

The police knew that this unexpected discovery would definitely make Mr. Fyodor, who adopted the child, feel very emotional. He felt very empathetic to Mr. Fyodor. If his own child also suffered from this If he treats them well, he is afraid that he will rush out angrily and beat those people up, no, even one meal is not enough!A thousand times and ten thousand times are not enough for him to vent his anger!

It is very rare for Mr. Fyodor to be able to maintain such calmness.

The policeman nodded and said gently: "But Mr. Fyodor, you'd better just walk around, so that I can give you the register as soon as I receive it."

Fyodor nodded and said: "I won't go far."

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Fyodor said nothing.

He walked quietly in this long almost borderless corridor, surrounded by dilapidated white ash, the walls were already very old, with mottled cracks, bitter wrinkles, and even dry cracks.

There is no sound of anyone talking here, even if there is a door on the wall not long after, because all the people here have been taken away, only the shoes on Fyodor's feet can be heard stepping on the floor The sound made, one by one, seems to be stepping on the frightened heartbeat of the system.

The system feels that Fyodor's quietness is a bit abnormal, according to a normal person.

He knew that the past of the person he valued was not so good. He knew that the person he valued had been bullied without limit, and that person had been found, and when he still had the ability to take revenge on that person, He will definitely choose to bully him directly, even if it is to let that person die, it is not a pity, right?

But Fyodor didn't do anything, he was calm like the last calm before the storm, scary and terrifying.

Suddenly, Fyodor spoke and said to the system: "Can you find out where he lived before?"

The system wanted to say, what are you looking for? Finding a place where a person used to live is like asking a dog to smell it. It is a dignified system. Is it reasonable for Fyodor not to use it to search for a room? !

But the system just thinks about it. It really doesn't dare to let the system talk about the system. The system nodded and said, "I can, but..."

The system looked at Fyodor hesitantly: "There are many rooms with traces of Ye Huaijin's life, which one are you going to?"

Fyodor's voice was very weak: "All."

hateful!

The system feels that Fyodor now regards it as a navigation, but the system dares not to speak out, and said in a low voice: "Then start with the door on your left, there are traces of Ye Huaijin's life there, it should be in When he was younger, the traces of his life here were relatively faint."

Fyodor pushed open the door after hearing the words, and a small room came into view.

The small one is almost as big as the toilet in the villa Fyodor bought, and there are more than a dozen beds scattered in it, all of which are crowded together and small.

Each person's number and name are clearly written on it.

The system said that the first bed on the left was the bed that Ye Huaijin once slept in, but he didn't sleep on it for long before going to the next bed, because Ye Huaijin should have been over three years old when he came.

But Ye Huaijin prefers to record, and the beds here will never change, so no one finds what Ye Huaijin carved on the head of the bed.

What can a three-year-old write on a wall?

Fyodor moved the bed, and he saw a number behind it.

46.

And the number of the child in this bed is 67.

Fyodor looked at the immature number 46, which should have been scratched by Ye Huaijin with a stone, because it was not complete at all, with pits and holes.

Fyodor asked the system with a smile: "Do you think this is Ye Huaijin's number?"

The system didn’t dare to speak, it didn’t dare to say a word, if the book Fyodor got recorded the number of every child who was sold, then... the number of the last child who was sold was 43, the number from Ye Huaijin is actually not too far away.

The system stuttered and said, "The next room is also next door, do you want to go and have a look?"

Fyodor took a last look at the bed, then turned his head and chose to leave, but when he left, he closed the door very carefully, as if closing a past that he didn't want to be disturbed by.

The next room is not far away, also on the left.

When Fyodor opened the door, he saw a more dilapidated room, but it was cleaned very clean and had a bright window.

The system told Fyodor that Ye Huaijin's bed was next to the window, and he also carved words on the back of the bed.

Fyodor walked to the side of the bed. He looked out through the window and saw the row of fences in the orphanage. The withered flowers on the fence looked very depressing. Looking down from here, the fence It is so tall that it almost blocks everyone's view from looking out.

Fyodor remembered Ye Huaijin pretending to be relaxed and said to him with a smile at that time: "At that time, I could see the flowers on the fence as soon as I woke up..."

Ye Huaijin must have been talking about this room at that time.

Fyodor moved the bed, and a piece of paper fell out from the interlayer, on which was written in immature handwriting.

I kind of want to go out and have a look. I haven't left the room for a long, long time, but I asked other people, and they all said that it's dangerous outside, and staying here is the safest place.

The safest place... But why are so many brothers and sisters taken away happily?

Fyodor closed his eyes, and the system cautiously said next to him, "Do you want to continue down?"

Fyodor glanced at it with a half-smile: "What do you think?"

The system immediately shut up. It knew that it was talking too much. Generally speaking, it would not allow it to talk too much. Trouble.

The last room is at the very bottom of the corridor.

Fyodor opened the door, and it was still a dilapidated room. Compared with the dean's luxurious room, it seemed that there was such a big difference between the poor area and the rich area.

Ye Huaijin's bed was still the one by the window.

Only this time, no more paper fell out, and the system told Fyodor that it was because he was ready to run, and he would not leave any traces that would be caught.

But both Fyodor and the system knew it well, and Ye Huaijin was still arrested.

Fyodor looked out of the window, but there was nothing outside, life in this orphanage was so boring and uninteresting, Fyodor thought.

What did Ye Huaijin discover that made him want to escape?

Ye Huaijin, did she want to leave here after discovering the so-called truth?

This is the logic that is most in line with Fyodor's guess about Ye Huaijin, then——

What happened to Ye Huaijin after she was arrested?

The system that could follow Fyodor's unfinished words and think about what Fyodor was thinking was also silent, and it whispered, "I don't know either."

The system cannot predict the future, otherwise it would pack up and leave this broken world from the day it met Fyodor and Ye Huaijin.

It can only simply guess what happened in this world.

Fyodor lowered his eyes and said coldly: "Ye Huaijin once told me that he stayed here until he was 13 years old before leaving here."

Memories keep changing, back to the afternoon when Ye Huaijin said that sentence to him with a smile.

That day when Didan Primary School was over, Ye Huaijin met a student who couldn't afford the tuition. After hesitating for a while, he paid the tuition for that student.

On the way home, because the money was his and Fyodor's joint property, Ye Huaijin explained to Fyodor about the money she spent.

"I checked his resume, he is not lying, he really can't go to school, but if he likes to go to school, it is very painful to not be able to go to school."

"It's like me." Ye Huaijin smiled helplessly when she said this, "Tuo, I don't seem to have told you about my past, have I?"

"I once met a very good teacher, he told me, if the life here makes you suffer, if the life here makes you unbearable, you must persist in living, because everything is to live Only then can we see hope.”

"Actually, that's why I want to be a teacher."

"They seem to be angels who are born to bring hope."