"Mr. Liu, don't be anxious, just say it slowly. You saw a door. How did that door appear?"

"The door...I went...I looked for it..."

"How do you know where that door is?"

"It's there...it's there..."

"You see my dad's situation..."

"Mr. Liu, your father's situation is indeed very bad. He himself should have ambition to die. However, there are too few countries that allow euthanasia now. Our country does not allow it, and many countries do not allow it. Even countries that allow euthanasia will have strict reviews."

"Yeah, you're right. We are children, and it's heartbreaking to see the old man like this. My mother was fine when she was there, and she could still talk to him. My mother went there some time ago. We had to work and take care of children. There was no way to do anything about many things."

"Your mother...your mother is waiting for me...I can't get in...the door...the door doesn't open..."

"Dad, don't cry, don't be anxious. My mom will definitely wait for you, you're fine, ah."

"I really disturb you today, Mr. Liu."

"nothing."

On May 14, 2001, contacted Zhang Liming. Audio file 00320010514wav.

"Mr. Zhang, what was it like to have escaped from a car accident?"

"What are you doing? You are also here to mock me? I know I'm driving wrong. I'm not willing to drink. If I don't drive back, I'll have no buses in the middle of the night. What should I do?"

"Mr. Zhang, please don't be excited. We are not from the social form. We want to know your near-death experience more than your legal and moral issues of drunk driving. There are many reports abroad that people who have experienced your situation will see a white light at that time. There are also some sayings that they will see the underworld and see their deceased relatives wave to themselves on the other side of the river. Do you have this experience?"

"No."

"Please think about it carefully."

"I can't even think about it carefully! The traffic police asked me about the accident, but I couldn't remember it clearly, and I still had a near-death experience. What newspapers do you have? The feudal superstition is no longer popular."

"If so, that's going to bother you."

On May 17, 2001, I contacted students from Class 2, School of Humanities, Minqing University. Audio file 00320010517wav.

"If you ask about the near-death experience, I remember seeing an uncle in pajamas."

"Hey, Lao Wu, did you see it too?"

"You won't see it, too?"

"I didn't see it, Zheng Fangfang saw it. I thought she was confused by smoke. Is she a firefighter?"

"How can firefighters wear pajamas?"

"Do you remember the location? Did he show up in the box, or elsewhere?"

"It's not a private room... I forgot where it is, I just have that impression."

"When he appeared, was there no white light or something?"

"No. Just walking...wait... it seems like a door... I remember, he opened the door and saw it."

"Lao Wu, you are really not confused by the smoke? You just don't see the black and white impermanence of the cow head and horse face, you should see the sickle and the god of death. Why is it just an uncle in pajamas coming to open the door?"

"How do I know? I just remember this."

"That door is the door of the private room?"

"Uh...No..."

"Did you suddenly appear, or did you walk to the front of the door?"

"Oh, when you say that, I really think I have walked a long way... I was so smoky that I was confused and my head was very confused. Sometimes I remembered when we first came out of school, sometimes the scene inside the private room, and sometimes the road was on the road."

“That is, you have no independent consciousness to control your behavior at that time.”

"Don't you dream like this? Even if you have a nightmare, you can't escape."

"Miss reporter, your question is very inducible. What do you want to ask? That uncle?"

"We are just interested in various near-death experiences. There are several typical statements in previous reports."

"I haven't heard of the pajama uncle."

"Have you never heard of the saying in the door?"

"Is this the gate of hell? It seems that this kind of thing is not popular here. Hei and Bai Wuchang took it away directly, and I don't know why I went to the underworld."

"I was..."

"What did you remember?"

"After that uncle opened the door, he closed it again."

"Wow! Lao Wu, then you have been saved!"

"I guess so……"

On May 15, 2001, there was no problem with analyzing the audio files.

On May 17, 2001, the country received information and found Mi Sixian's whereabouts. Mi Sixian appeared in the college dormitory and was currently unconscious and could not explain his disappearance.

On May 20, 2001, eleven of the students in Class 2 of the 01st School of Humanities of Minqing University died of illness due to infection and deterioration.

On May 21, 2001, Zhang Liming died of illness due to worsening.

On May 21, 2001, contacted Liu Zerui. Audio file 00320010521wav.

"Is there anything else you guys come this time?"

"Well, there are some things. We want to take a video to record Mr. Liu's current life more intuitively. Can you please help me? The video time may be long, and we have to spend the night with you."

"You said so..."

"We will pay a certain amount of compensation. In addition, this can reduce the impact of previous public opinion on Mr. Liu and your wife's son."

"Well... that's OK...you're going to spend the night, this place is small..."

"It doesn't matter, we have to stay up all night. You don't have to think about us too much, just follow your usual actions. Our main target of recording is Mr. Liu."

"All right."

...

Video file 00320010521avi.

In the camera, there is an old man lying on the bed, with a bad face, covered with a thin quilt, and he is as angry as a fucking spring. He keeps his eyes closed and has no movement.

The video became a fast forward state, with only a little light change in the camera, and occasionally there was a sound outside the picture. A man came to feed the old man twice, changed his diapers, and cleaned it. When the sky got darker, the lights were turned on in the room. A twisted voice swept past, the lights were on, and the moon outside the window shone a quarter of a circle.

The screen was suddenly switched to normal playback status.

Knock.

The knock on the door suddenly rang out, calm and powerful.

After lying on the bed for a day, the old man who opened his eyes slightly while eating woke up, sat up slowly, his eyes dulled open the thin quilt on his body, tremblingly got out of the bed, and moved along the edge of the bed. He staggered, his body was not stable, but he moved to the front of the chest of drawers very resolutely, reached out to hook the back of the cabinet, and took out a crutch.

With the crutches, his movements became more convenient and he no longer had to hold on to the furniture. He walked towards the door of the room with a crutch.

The crutch hit the ground and made a "Doduo" sound.

The knock on the door did not sound again, but the old man walked towards the door persistently.

The camera was picked up by someone, followed the old man and arrived at the door.

The lights in the room were projected from behind, illuminating part of the living room. The door to the next room was open, and there was a person lying on the small bed, but he was not alarmed by these sounds at all, and he made rhythmic cry.
Chapter completed!