Volume 7 Chapter 6: An Invitation from Hell

I looked at the address and the key and just stood there in a daze. The fat guy was right. I had been thinking about this too. It seemed that the person who sent the video really wanted me to find the place. The key should be the key to the door at the address on the paper. In that case, the person who sent the video probably wouldn’t be home when I got there.

I suddenly had a strange thought. Could the house be the little guy’s home? He knew he might not be able to come back, so he asked someone to send me the key to his house? Is this a kind of legacy for me?

If that’s the case, then maybe I can go to his house and find out about his past.

In addition, if that’s the case, then is there something on the two tapes that Ning gave me?

That night, I tossed and turned in bed, leaning over the edge of the bed and smoking one cigarette after another. I usually only smoke one cigarette when I’m depressed, but it’s useless to smoke now, and I still feel bad.

Looking back on the whole thing, from the time I first received the videotapes to the discovery of the contents of the videotapes, it’s only been a few months, but each new discovery has made things more confusing and complicated.

In fact, although I discovered the secret of the videotape, what really upset me was the content of the videotape. Whether the other party wanted to use the content as a cover or just took two tapes at random, the content would definitely attract the viewer’s full attention. These contents cannot be forged, and it is impossible for someone like him to be familiar with the recording method of the videotape. So, where did he get the tape?

I’m sure there are more than just a few of these tapes. According to the recording time on the tapes, it would take about eight tapes to record a full day. The tape that was sent to me was empty, and the other had content. This shows that the person who took the tapes had a lot of options, and that at least there may be other tapes in that place.

“Huo Ling” and “I” in the tape are watching their own actions, and obviously have a compelling purpose, not for fun.

Of course, what concerns me the most are the two tapes of A-Ning. I have always considered myself an outsider, and I have always considered myself a sidekick. I followed Uncle San for the first time because I wanted to be spontaneous, the second time because I was forced by the situation, and the third time because I inexplicably followed the arrangement. Every time, as long as I said “no,” I was not involved, so when things suddenly developed to the point where it seemed that even I was involved, I was a little lost.

However, the hint from Fatso this time made me realize that I had been thinking too complicatedly. Perhaps it was because of this habit of troubling myself that I had made something that was originally very simple become very complicated. Perhaps the matter itself was just like this matter, without any twists and turns.

I thought about it a lot, and then I thought of what Li Chen Zhou had said to me the other day. This matter may have a lot to do with me. I thought about how my third uncle had schemed to deceive me. Since he didn’t want me to get involved in this matter, why did he let me follow him to the snowy mountains? Li Chen Zhou’s words were actually very reasonable.

I also recalled my past. I remembered that there was really nothing that could possibly make me connected to this matter. When I was young, my father was a simple man who took care of everything in the family. My grandfather was a powerful man who was the backbone of the family. My second uncle was stingy and serious, and my third uncle was a playboy who never changed. All of these people made up my childhood memories. Although they all had different personalities, they were all very good to me. Even my second uncle would smile at me when he looked at me.

Although my childhood was not very happy, it was probably no different from the childhood of people my age.

In the last few years, the so-called university has been extremely boring, and my memories are even clearer. I really have no experience of crawling around in a dark room dressed like a dead person.

I stayed awake all night, staring at the ceiling until dawn, thinking about things, and the more I thought, the more depressed I became. The whole thing was like a net, covering me from all sides. No matter where I went, I could only see countless holes, but I couldn’t get through the net.

This situation was also determined by my personality. My indecisive and unyielding personality led to more and more complicated problems. Perhaps I shouldn’t be so passive when considering problems. Sometimes, don’t wait for others to give you clues before you start thinking about them.

When I thought about this, I suddenly frowned and remembered the advice my friend gave me before he left. He said, “The reason things have become so complicated is because you are always obsessed with getting an answer from your uncle. You think that since your uncle has deceived you, he definitely doesn’t want you to know certain things, so your uncle can’t possibly tell you the truth. Lies breed lies, and if you keep asking, you’ll only make yourself feel that nothing in the world is trustworthy. There’s more and more confusing information. If you want to understand the truth of things, it’s better to find the answers yourself. For example, if you say that the expedition team had ten people or eleven people, you should check the relevant information from that year.

Now that I think about it, he was right.

Okay! I said to myself, fuck it, since this has something to do with me, I won’t believe anyone. I won’t tell anyone this time, I’ll go to Golmud by myself to check out what’s going on.