Fifteen years ago, Ji Wuchang, 16 years old, was a first-year high school student and disappeared from the junior high school office.

Twelve years ago, Yao Su, 13 years old, was a junior high school student, disappeared on the way to school.

Nine years ago, Chu Wei, 15 years old, was a junior high school student and disappeared in a rehabilitation center.

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“It’s too dark.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of light shone in front of Wang Lu. A lantern appeared out of thin air in the dark room. In front of Wang Lu were rows of neat bookshelfs, but the books on the bookshelf did not have a cover.

Wang Lu hung the lantern next to the bookshelf, took out a book without a cover, and opened the first page.

There are no dense texts on the pages, and the ones recorded on them seem to be some fragmentary pictures.

In the familiar village, at the familiar dusk, a boy wearing sandals was walking on the way home, and the yellow dog on the side of the road called out a few times at the boy.

This local dog...

That night, rabies attacked and bit three villagers. Later, the old man who had a lame foot in the village picked up a shovel and beat the local dog to death and buried it.

After the local dog died, the boy squatted on the mound where the dog buried for a few minutes, and finally put down a few leftover bones and left.

This is the first time he has come into contact with the strange term rabies in his life.

This is not right, it's too early.

After wandering in this dark library for a long time, Wang Lu gradually figured out the rules between bookshelf.

Humans forget many things every day, but they have also heard that many things are not really forgotten, but are just stored in an inconspicuous corner deep in their minds.

As his consciousness fell into chaos and darkness, he seemed to have come to the storage room in his mind, and each column of bookshelf seemed to be divided in chronological order.

He walked through rows of bookshelfs carrying lanterns that came from somewhere, and silently estimated in his heart.

The first destination was fifteen years ago.

Wang Lu stayed in front of one of the bookshelfs for a while, took a deep breath before turning on the pages arranged in the first row. There was still no mark on the book, and the covers of all books looked the same.

"Lao Wang, this case is a bit strange."

The moment he opened the pages, a familiar noise suddenly sounded in the originally quiet library, and even the smell of coffee was filled with the air.

Because I often have to stay up late to work overtime, the bureau always prepares a lot of instant coffee, and the office smells of instant coffee are everywhere in the morning.

Most of the time, there is a glutinous flavor of meat buns and fried dough sticks.

If you think about it carefully, the bun shop opposite has been closed for more than ten years.

"This kid's name is interesting. I'll read it to you... Ji Wuchang, 16 years old, just entered the junior high school entrance examination not long after he entered the junior high school."

"What's going on?"

"It was said that one person rushed into the Kendo Center and injured more than a dozen people, including the coach."

"So the case has been concluded?"

"No, Ji Wuchang is missing. The Junior Management Office has stabbed us. They found that a child who had injured more than a dozen people was missing. Everyone was scared."

"Just tell me, what's the stranger about this case?"

"The video of the Young Management Office did not capture Ji Wuchang at all. That boy seemed to have evaporated from the world."

The beginning of everything.

Wang Lu slowly closed the first book.

Although the case was a bit weird, no one regarded it as a continuous case at that time. Due to the special identity of the missing person, the bureau did not associate it with the kidnapping case at that time, but defined Ji Wuchang as a prison escaper. Fifteen years later, City X could still find the wanted order of that year.

However, it was generally believed that Ji Wuchang had fled City X, and his whereabouts were unknown.

Wang Lu opened several other books, and all of them presented were not important trivial matters.

He left the bookshelf and continued to walk forward.

Twelve years ago.

"Old Wang, do you still remember the case of the jailbreak in the juvenile ward?"

The moment I opened the pages, a familiar voice emerged again.

"Recently, a junior high school student disappeared. The little girl named Yao Su, and she was finally seen at the school gate."

"What does this have to do with the jailbreak case?"

"It's like seeing a ghost. The school's surveillance, the roadside camera probe, and the nearby subway station were not photographed. It just happened that it suddenly evaporated after leaving the school gate. Oh, do you think aliens suddenly come? Ji Wuchang was also missing before?"

"This is all the way, there are too many dead corners of the camera probes on the road, so it's normal not to take a picture."

"But it wouldn't be a coincidence that I didn't take pictures. Or was it a mysterious human trafficker organization that specialized in focusing on children with special abilities?"

"Special abilities? What special abilities can a little girl have?"

"It seems like he is a talented girl in school. She has won the national championship at a young age. I heard that she has also been on TV."

"You have watched too many TV series, but it's really possible that it's kidnapping."

Close the book, but this time Wang Lu did not leave the row of bookshelf and continued to move forward, but took out an unknown book from it.

This time, no noise came.

The living room of an apartment presented on the book.

The corpse of a male lying in the living room was splashed with blood everywhere, dragging it from the bedroom to the living room.

Wang Lu freezes the book on this page because he can still recall the content of the next page.

Contacted the police station and rushed out of the apartment in a furious manner, hoping to bring the murderer to justice, but in the end, he was like a headless fly unable to find any clues.

The arms, lower abdomen and legs were all cutters. The weapon was a kitchen knife in the kitchen. The one sputtered onto the wall was because the kitchen knife cut the aorta, causing blood to rush out.

Everything I saw at this moment seemed to be the various details that he had left behind in his mind.

"Go into the bedroom and take a look!"

Wang Lu silently recited in his heart, but the miracle did not happen.

When the book was turned to the next page, the man in the living room slammed his fist on the wall in anger. After a moment, he took out his cell phone and walked in a completely opposite direction.

It seems that details that have never appeared in memory will never appear in these pages because of his personal wishes.

"Old Wang, I'm right, it's indeed a serial kidnapping incident - this time you've laughed at me for watching too many TV series."

This sound did not come from the pages of the book, but from behind him.

Wang Lu subconsciously turned around, and what was reflected in front of him was a familiar figure. The other party smiled and walked to him, supported one hand on the bookshelf, and examined the scene frozen in the book with him. "But the TV series was not wrong. If you investigate such a thing, sooner or later, such a thing will happen."

"Damn, how did you die? Who is the murderer? Why did you not leave a prompt after bleeding all over the floor?"

"…You should know that I didn't really show up here."

The figure said, turning the book back to the previous page, "The dead man cannot answer your question."

Living room of an apartment.

The male corpse in the living room, knife wounds on his arms, lower abdomen and legs, and the kitchen knife next to the corpse, blood stains splattered on the walls, spreading from the bedroom to the living room.

Everything here is the details he has seen before.

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Chapter completed!