Chapter 560: Frightened, Suspect 10

Other than that, it is unclear whether there are any other cases.

To figure this out, she had to read all the diary in her hand.

There are also newspapers, all of which are better read through.

"Hey," the angel sculpture couldn't help but speak when he saw Ye Dill turn over, "Why don't you sleep?" ”

"I always have to think about it before I go to bed, and I'm not the type to fall asleep upside down." Ye Dill replied, and suddenly asked, "The time in this game, until the sixth year of the Republic of China, what month?" ”

Since the angel sculpture said that it would take more than three years to complete the whole story.

The first article in Wu Yuxiang's diary was on March 15 of the third year of the Republic of China, and more than three years must have been after March of the sixth year of the Republic of China.

It's just not clear what day it is.

If she knew the deadline, she could choose the longest time to read the newspaper.

It's the same with diaries.

If you don't know the bottom line, you don't know how many months you will have to wait, and you have to wait for a later time just in case a new case may arise.

Wait and wait, maybe a few months will pass.

"To January 25th of the sixth year of the Republic of China." The angel sculpture answered the question very cheerfully, and it was clear that he had no intention of hiding the time.

"So early?" Ye Dill was a little surprised, "Didn't you say that you would stay in the game for more than three years?" ”

"Because these events are all fragmented, there will be some short intervals in between, and when combined, the game time will take more than three years." "But in terms of the time of the year, it was almost three years. ”

Ye Dill let out an "oh" and turned her back to the angel sculpture again, "I'm going to sleep, don't talk." ”

The angel snorted, but did not speak again.

There was a sudden silence in the hall.

This time, Ye Dill quickly fell asleep.

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Backbite...... Click......

Backbite...... Click......

Tick......

In the quiet air, subtle sounds became very clear.

One by one, crisp and with a little echo.

Ye Dill frowned slightly, and then reluctantly opened her eyes.

She never sleeps too deeply when sleeping in a less safe environment, so she wakes up at the slightest movement.

It's like the sound of water.

It came from the direction of the bathroom.

Ye Dill slowed down for a few seconds before she sat up, looking at the location of the bathroom through the faint moonlight.

It was pitch black in the room.

This is the first time that the lights are left on at night.

Fortunately, the curtains in the living room were not closed, and the moonlight from outside came in, and the general outline of the interior furniture could barely be seen.

Backbite...... Click......

Backbite...... Click......

Tick......

The sound of water is still ringing very regularly, like a second hand reminding the passage of time.

Ye Dill rubbed her hair, slightly irritated.

She didn't want to get up.

She felt like she might have slept for three or four hours, and she hadn't slept for two days and one night, and it was hard to wake up suddenly.

She really wanted to continue to sleep for a while, but listening to the trend of the water dropping, I was afraid that she would not be able to stop for a while.

Ye Dill reached out and touched her coat pocket.

Because she was afraid that the angel sculpture would do something to the little pudding while she was asleep, she didn't dare to let the little pudding out, and she also kept the little pudding in her pocket when she slept.