“…… Wait," Xian Yu suddenly raised his hand to signal the young man, "I look like I'm only in my teens?" ”

"Not so." The young man squinted his eyes and looked at Xian Yu again.

"Okay......" Xian Yu changed the subject a little helplessly, "You said you are an intern reporter?" ”

"yes, yes." The young man nodded and replied, "So you agree to cooperate?" ”

Xian Yu thought for a while, stretched out his right hand, and replied: "Agree to cooperate, introduce yourself: Yi Lin, 16, the distant cousin of the deceased." ”

"Yin Chuan, 21." The young man said, holding Xian Yu's outstretched right hand with his right hand.

"I hope it's a pleasure to work with." Letting go of his hand, Xian Yu looked at Yin Chuan and shrugged his shoulders.

"Why are your hands so cold?" Yin Chuan looked down at his right hand, then looked up at Xian Yu and said suspiciously.

"That's not the point." Xian Yu rolled his eyes and slowly walked towards the inpatient building from the blind spot of the camera.

"Okay......" Yin Chuan was a little helpless at Xian Yu's reluctance to answer his question, but he still hurried to follow Xian Yu.

…………

"How do you know so much about the surveillance blind spots here?" After walking for a while, Yin Chuan finally couldn't help but ask with curiosity in his heart.

"Nonsense, how can someone who has been in such a boring place for two years still not be familiar with the surveillance blind spots here?" Xian Yu subconsciously replied.

"You've been here for two years?" Yin Chuan paused and repeated Xian Yu's words, his tone very suspicious.

"No, it's not." Xian Yu realized that he almost revealed the truth when he said it, so he quickly changed his words and explained, "It was my distant cousin who figured out the surveillance blind spots, and then showed me the road map, so I knew that his relics were hidden by him." ”

"......" Yin Chuan tilted his head and thought for a while, "It seems to be ...... No problem......"

"That's it." Xian Yu pursed his lips.

"Huh! There's a guy in front! Yin Chuan suddenly pointed to the bottom of the inpatient building and reminded in a low voice.

Xian Yu looked in the direction Yin Chuan pointed to, and under the hospital building, a tall and thin man in a white hospital gown was wandering leisurely.

"It's a mental patient, and he's found out that nothing is wrong. …… But I always feel ......" Xian Yu frowned, "I seem to have seen that person somewhere before......"

Xian Yu and Yin Chuan walked downstairs to the hospital building, and were about to bypass the mentally ill person and walk up the stairs, but the mentally ill man suddenly turned his head to look at Xian Yu with a silly smile on his face.

Xian Yu was stunned, subconsciously paused, and was horrified in his heart - that person was the person who had broken the railing before and let himself fall!

"Why don't you leave?" Yin Chuan looked back at Xian Yu suspiciously.

“…… He's the one who cut the railing......" Xian Yu muttered quietly.

"What railing?" Yin Chuan didn't react for a while.

"The railing of the mentally ill jumping off the building......" Xian Yu replied quietly.

"How do you know he cut it?" Yin Chuan also stopped, thought about it, and asked seriously.

"Before I found out about the railing, he was the only one who left through that window." Xian Yu said, her voice suddenly became a little trembling, "I can't forget that face—"

- I can't forget the last face I saw before I died.

Xian Yu finished making up for his words in his heart.

"Is that so? ......" Yin Chuan touched his chin, "So your goal is to get him to turn himself in?" ”