The handwriting on the yellow paper was slender and beautiful, and although it was well written, it was obvious that it was not from the man's hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info However, there should be some connection, either a note left for him, or a letter that was not sent.

Like the piece of paper they found in that place, the faint handwriting had faded a lot, and some of it had even been completely blurred, and only a cloud of ink could be seen, confirming that something had indeed been written there.

It took more than ten minutes for Fang Ming to take it seriously and digest all the content into his mind. After reading it, Fang Ming's brows also froze deeply, and he was even more sure that this was left by the letter writer to that man.

However, the fate of the two is very similar to summer. The same parents died, and as an older brother, he took on his mission as an elder brother, and the letter writer relied on the salary earned by his brother's hard work to study seriously.

Between the lines, Fang Ming could see the letter writer's apology to his brother, and even the letter writer explained several times that he had said that he would give up his studies and go to study together, but he was always forcibly rejected by his brother.

The letter did not record the time, but from some languages, Fang Ming could still know that it was probably written after the man's death. Because the letter mentioned that my brother, who used to call him often, did not call for a whole month at that time.

Later, the letter writer embarked on the road of summer, and decided to go to the city where his brother was alone to find clues about his brother.

The person who wrote the letter always called that person his brother. Fang Ming naturally did not suspect that the "elder brother" was the man who died at the construction site.

However, the letter... Is it really left by Nuo Yuanyuan? If it were according to what they had previously thought. That's clearly the case. But that long article made Fang Ming feel that it would not be so simple.

Because, that more feminine sentence made Fang Ming feel that the letter writer was a sister, not a younger brother!

"Were we wrong from the start?"

Fang Ming was puzzled. The stunned hand glanced at the yellow paper again. I went through the entire text again. It still hasn't changed at all, and even, he wants his idea to be stronger.

Wait a minute!

He suddenly realized a problem. He snapped to the lower right corner of the yellow paper. In his mind, after writing a letter, most people will habitually sign at the end of the letter, will the letter writer forget?

The yellowed surface of the paper was covered by Fang Ming's right hand. He gritted his teeth. The slightest touch on his cheeks was a sign of his cold sweat sliding silently.

The right hand was cold, as if the air around it was a cold sheet of ice water, freezing everything. At the same time, it also includes Fang Ming's hand bathing in it.

Moving his somewhat numb and cold hand easily, Fang Ming finally saw the piece in the lower right corner of the paper.

As he had guessed, there were indeed a few large black letters. The faint color makes the handwriting a little blurry, and it is not completely legible. Simple two words for each stroke, as well as for each drawing. However, it didn't seem that Fang Ming recognized what those two words were.

"How is that possible?! How could it be Guo Lin?! ”

Fang Ming shouted from the bottom of his heart. The disbelief made his hand hold the tissue a little tighter. The fragile picture was even directly broken through a few holes!

Tick!

The sound of cold sweat dripping. But how could it not be? In a trance, Fang Ming suddenly realized something again. He suddenly remembered the feeling he had in that room.

Fang Ming suddenly understood why he felt that he had neglected something at that time. And now, he finally knows what he has been neglected.

.........

"Because my parents are in the school, so this time they suddenly called me here, so although I am in the school, I am not a student in the school, I just live here with my parents!"

.........

He remembered Guo Lin's original words, and in Guo Lin's opinion, they didn't find any news of her in the office of the Student Affairs Office because she was just a child and accompanied her parents who were doing business in the school.

However, at that time, they never said how they were looking for it at that time, why did Guo Lin know?

But in the meantime, it is already very clear, because Guo Lin is not a person at all. I don't know how long ago, she came to this city to look for her brother, and she was already dead.

And why does everyone think that Guo Lin is one of the six people who came out together, isn't it because his memory has also been tampered with? Even Fang Ming had recovered his memory once, but he was completely deceived.

It seemed that knowing that the scam had been exposed, the memory in Fang Ming's mind had finally fully awakened. It also includes memories of Nuo Yuanyuan. He finally remembered that maybe from the beginning, he would feel rejected by Nuo Yuanyuan, and it was also because of the ghosts in the dark.

That...!

Fang Ming suddenly remembered another fact. At that time, although Summer suddenly disappeared before their eyes, everyone else was together, and now, what about the rest of the others?

If they would all be Guo Lin together, looking for clues somewhere, close at hand, wouldn't it be very dangerous?

Unconsciously, Fang Ming's heartbeat had become rapid. At the same time, the sound of breathing has become extraordinarily frequent. His forehead was already completely wet with cold sweat, and he subconsciously touched it, and then picked up his phone. He wanted to do his part to inform those people.

The battery of the mobile phone is already less at this time, and I believe that it will not be long before the battery is low. Although making phone calls will be very power-consuming, and the time for the phone to automatically shut down because the battery is too low will be closer, he can't manage it that much.

Skillfully flipped out the phone book, in the dormitory, this function of the mobile phone has basically become a decoration. I didn't expect that I would use it in this kind of fast loading now.

I turned out the name of the first person, Wakabayashi, and dialed it without hesitation. Then, Fang Ming put his phone next to his ear.

The icy temperature made people's hearts furious, and Fang Ming tried his best to stare at the surroundings vigilantly, while also waiting for the reaction on his mobile phone. However, the voice coming from the mobile phone later made Fang Ming's heart cold.

――The number you are dialing is not in the service area...

Although Fang Ming had been worried about this at the beginning, but now that he really encountered it, it still made him feel anxious. Those who didn't give up called others one after another, but the result was the same. (To be continued.) )