The blood in the bucket made An Yuan and Lu Weiping tremble.

Lu Weiping had no mood to fish at all, and walked towards the small wooden house where he lived without looking back. Before leaving, he kicked the bucket directly into Yuedong Lake. However, Anyuan stayed there.

He is a person who is rigorous and thoughtful, and he will never let down the mystery of the unsolved one.

That strange dream still lingers in my mind, as if it was a hint.

An Yuan decided to find out the truth, otherwise he would definitely not be able to sleep or eat. There were about three hours before the bonfire party began, so he must find out the truth before that. He first returned all his fishing tools to the management office, and then asked Uncle Sun: "Sorry, Uncle Sun, I want to ask, who else can stay in the vicinity besides us?"

"Well, Daichiyama is a tourist attraction. If you walk north along this place, you can see many other tourists along the shore of Yuedong Lake."

An Yuan immediately thought again, was there someone who was secretly making trouble? Not to mention the broken glass, but there were fish inexplicably in his bucket, and the water in Weiping's bucket turned into blood. This was really unusual. Judging from Sun Bo's words, it would not take long for other tourists to come here, and with such dense forests, it was easy to hide.

He assumed that someone broke the window, and used some method to add three fish into his bucket, and then poured blood into Weiping's bucket, was the purpose of scaring them?

If so, there are two problems. First, why did he do that? Second, how did he accomplish this intimidation behavior without being discovered?

After An Yuan left the office, he found a way to climb a high slope overlooking Yuedong Lake Camp. Most of the small wooden houses are covered by woods, which is not very real. Each small wooden house is about one hundred meters away, connected by many winding paths. The small wooden house closest to Yuedong Lake is also more than two hundred meters away.

After gradually becoming familiar with the nearby terrain, he went deeper into the woods. To be honest, the distribution of trees was very irregular, and the shadows of trees completely obscured the sun. In addition, the sunlight in winter was not large, so it was difficult to judge the direction. He walked back and forth between the small wooden houses, and met many people.

However, as he walked, he suddenly saw a boy leaning against a tree in front of him, as if he was thinking about something. His name was Lei Ziyan, and he was a person who grew up with An Yuan.

"What are you doing? Zi Yan?" An Yuan rarely saw him thinking so much, and was curious for a moment, so he walked over and asked, "Can you tell me?"

Lei Ziyan smiled bitterly, and it seemed that he was very upset.

"What's wrong with you...?"

"Anyuan..."

"What? What do you want to say?"

"I just remembered my brother."

Zi Yan's younger brother died three years ago and was murdered. The murderer has not been found yet.

The reason why the murderer has not been found so far is that his younger brother died in a room at his home that is the same as a secret room.

"When my brother's body was found..." Speaking of this, Lei Ziyan frowned very tightly, his teeth bit his lips, and tried his best to suppress himself, saying, "He couldn't find a piece of good meat in his hands! I can't forgive the murderer... absolutely not!"

At the beginning, the problem in the secret room was the biggest problem to be solved. If it weren't for the death of the deceased, the death of the deceased was too tragic and many wounds were obviously caused by death, and there were no leftover weapons at the scene, the police might have decided on suicide.

"I care a little about what my brother said before his death..."

"What's the matter?"

"On the day he was killed, he once told me that he felt like he had forgotten something. Because my brother was a very forgetful person and often lost everything. If he was asked to bring things out, he would probably forget to bring them back. Even because his forgetfulness was too serious, he went to bed completely when boiling water, which almost caused a disaster. My parents also went to see a doctor about his forgetfulness, but they couldn't come to any conclusions. So, I didn't care at that time."

"Is that true? Then, it has nothing to do with his murder, right?"

"No...Listen to me..."

That day, Ziyan and his younger brother were both resting at home. They were idle and played electric games together for a long time. In the afternoon, halfway through the game, the younger brother suddenly looked a little strange. He stopped playing, but said to Ziyan: "Brother, I feel like I have forgotten something."

Zi Yan thought at that time that this forgetful boy must have had an old problem again, so he asked, "What have you forgotten? I'll think about it for you, it's not a very important thing, right?"

"Well, but I just can't remember what I forgot."

Zi Yan didn't take it seriously either. Since his younger brother was not in the mood to play games, he decided to read the book. However, after only a while, his younger brother came to entangle him and said, "Brother, please think about it for me. What I have forgotten seems to be a very important thing and something that must not be forgotten."

At that time, Zi Yan was in the mood and ignored his younger brother at all and said, "We are all together today. Even if you really forget something, I will still remember it. It doesn't matter. If you forget it, you will be able to recall it in a while."

But his younger brother was really abnormal at that time. He was only one year younger than Zi Yan. He had basically no shortcomings except forgetfulness. He was a very sensible and understanding person. However, he snatched the book in Zi Yan's hand and threw it on the ground. He shook Zi Yan's shoulders desperately and said, "Please, brother, please help me remember it! I must remember it!"

Zi Yan had no choice but to say, "Okay, okay... Then I'll recall it for you. After getting up this morning, my parents went to work. We baked bread and ate it. You complained that there was no jam, so I replaced peanut butter. After dinner, I went to review my homework. You were chatting online. At that time, we sat back to back. At that time, I didn't know what you forgot. Then we ate instant noodles together for lunch, and then we kept playing games... What did you forget?"

"Strange...what did I forget?"

"Is it something in the game?"

"No... it's not that kind of trivial thing, it's definitely a very, very important thing. But I just can't remember it!"

At this time, Zi Yan even doubted whether there was something wrong with his younger brother and deliberately made no talk. But if this was the case, he would have performed too realistically. He scratched his ears and foreheads at this moment, and he was really trying hard to recall. That seemed to be a very important thing, but his younger brother just couldn't recall it.

"I...I'll go back to the room to recall memories." After saying that, he ran back to his room. Although Zi Yan was a little confused, he still didn't take it seriously and continued to pick up the book and read it.

But... after his parents came back, several hours passed. When it was time for dinner, Zi Yan's younger brother never came out of the room. He also locked the door of the room and kept calling him without any reaction. At that time, he broke open the door because he was worried that something would happen. However... he didn't expect that the bloody corpse appeared in front of everyone!

Although a year has passed, Zi Yan is still resentful. He always feels that his brother's death is very related to the "thing" he has forgotten. However, he himself cannot find a reasonable explanation to explain this.

"Forget it, stop thinking about it," An Yuan tried his best to comfort him and said, "I know you are in pain inside, but it doesn't make sense to think too much. Your brother's death should have nothing to do with what he forgot."

"Really... doesn't matter?" It can be seen that Zi Yan showed a self-blame look. He seemed to think that if he helped his younger brother recall that incident that day, he might not have died.

In fact, Zi Yan did think so, because his younger brother's expression was too unusual at that time. He had always been very forgetful in the past, and he was careless about this every time and would not consider what he had forgotten. For him, unless it was a matter of life, he would not be so restless and had to remember it.

He must have felt that if he didn't recall that thing, something amazing would happen.

Zi Yan later desperately recalled all the details of that day and investigated the records of his younger brother's online chat and the records of playing games that day. However, nothing was found. Nothing could be linked to murder. What's more, it was such a cruel murder.

"It was my fault."

Zi Yan's guilty expression became more and more obvious. An Yuan didn't want him to be so stubborn, and advised: "It's not like this, these two cannot be related. The one who killed your brother was definitely a perverted lunatic, and it had nothing to do with what he had forgotten. You guessed randomly because the police had not found any clues this year. This would be of no help!"

"No...no! I must remember it! No matter how long it takes, it will be fine. In the end, what did his brother forget that day!"

Shanni was helping others pick up firewood in the jungle, and Siyao was also helping her.

The playing card incident just now kept her silent. Even if Siyao spoke to her, it would take her a long time to react.

"What the hell are you thinking, Shanni?"

"No, no."

She always answered this, although no one could tell that it was not the truth.

At this time, a boy next to him who was helping to pick up firewood also noticed something wrong with Shanni's expression and asked with concern: "Is it okay? It looks like you have a bad face."

Shanni shook her head. The boy didn't say anything when he saw her, worried that she was sick, and even touched Shanni's forehead.

"I didn't have a fever...so strange."

At this moment, something suddenly fell from the sky, which scared the three of them. When they looked closely, they found that it was a broken dead branch. They were now under a tree, which was quite high, about twelve meters above, and the dead branch should have fallen from it.

"It's just right, let's pick it up together."

At this time, Lin Jian turned off all the lights in the room, pulled up the curtains, lay alone on the bed, holding a PSP watching a horror movie.

He has actually watched this movie once, called "The Dead Man" but because it feels too classic, I went online to download the high-definition version.

At this time, the plot has reached its climax. When the rotten corpse possessed by a dead humanoid appeared for the first time, when it was about to eat a supporting character, the camera suddenly switched to the police station's morgue, and the protagonist was checking the body.

"Fuck! Why is such a wonderful passage gone? It's a disappointing moment! Alas, what a high-definition version, I won't watch it anymore!" As soon as he turned off the screen, he suddenly found a crack appeared on the PSP screen.

"Yes, are you mistaken?" He was so angry now. It was less than a week since this thing was bought, and there was a crack on the screen. What kind of fake product? He put the PSP back into his schoolbag. At this time, he suddenly heard a woman's scream and was shocked. When he looked down the bunk, he realized that it was the ringtone of Wang Baowei who was sleeping in the bunk.

"Hey? Who?" Wang Baowei and Lin Jian are people with a common language. They are both enthusiasts of horror movies, so the ringtone of the mobile phone is so unique. This ringtone is the latest change. Seeing Lin Jian was shocked, he was secretly happy, so he forgot to look at the number when answering the phone, and the other party actually said: "I'm sorry, I called the wrong one!"

When Wang Baowei heard this, he was immediately depressed. He thought it was called by his girlfriend. He immediately hung up the phone.

Lin Jian was about to continue to turn on the PSP when suddenly the woman screamed again, almost causing him to roll down from the upper bunk. Wang Bao looked at the number, and this time it was his girlfriend who called, and immediately answered the phone with joy.

Lin Jian originally planned to continue watching horror movies, but when he heard someone talking about love at the bottom of the bunk, the atmosphere was completely destroyed. He had to wait patiently for him to finish the phone call. It took about half an hour before he finished speaking.

"You are really intimate," Lin Jian stretched his head and asked, "It's just a matter of separation for the time being. There's no need to be so hard to part with. Are you still afraid that she will be snatched away by someone else?"

"Lin Jian, dare to hurt me!" Wang Baowei knew that the other party was joking, but he still said a little unhappy: "We are more favorable than Jin Jian, and we are very relieved to each other. But you, don't scare people all day long. It's good to find a good girl to date. It's almost graduation. How many people in our class are still bachelors?"

"Balds naturally have the benefits of being a bachelor..." Lin Jian answered while opening the PSP. At this time, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a trace of light in the room and hurriedly looked at the curtains. He was extremely surprised to see that the curtains were actually pulled open halfway!

"Bao, protect, did you open the curtains?"

"Hmm? No."

The only two of them in this cabin are now. Just now, because I heard that Baowei was bored by calling, Lin Jian was always looking around bored, and the window is now locked...

Who opened the curtains?
Chapter completed!