Introduction: The Ming River, one of the rivers of Hades in Greek mythology, which surrounds Hades for seven weeks, and it is said that the dead must cross the Ming River to enter Hades, and this river is ruled by the daughter of the god of the great rivers that surround the world, Brother Anas.

Downtown, 12th block, an apartment

"Tick, tick......"

Warm water droplets drip down the white showerhead and onto the bathtub filled with warm water.

A seven-year-old girl sat in a bathtub with her soft blond hair scattered and fainted in the water. She lowered her head slightly, curled up slightly, feeling the temperature of the water touching her skin, and the sunlight falling on her small shoulders seemed to be warm, caressing the wetness of her sideburns.

"It's so warm......"

The little girl closed her eyes and muttered unconsciously.

"Da Da ......" There was a slight sound of footsteps outside the bathroom door.

The little girl turned her head slightly and saw a woman pushing the door open.

"[Ogar], you can't soak in the bath for too long." The woman looked at the little girl, smiled faintly, and placed the bath towel in her hand on the small stool next to the bathtub that the little girl could reach.

It's more appropriate to say it's not so much a woman as a girl.

She was about twenty years old, and her short hair was dyed silvery-white, which looked even more crisp and neat, but the ends of her hair were slightly faded to show their original dark brown, but this could not hide the brightness in her eyes.

As soon as she raised her hand to pull the hair from her ears, she rolled up the sleeves of her dark blouse, squatted down, picked up a white towel by the bathtub, soaked it in warm water, and gently wiped the little girl's back.

"Hey, you have a little birthmark on your right shoulder."

"Huh? Are you sure. The little girl looked back in surprise.

"yes." The woman with short silver hair smiled faintly and gently scrubbed her body with a towel, "But don't worry, this birthmark is very small, like a small cherry, I think this kind of thing should be the exclusive mark given by the mother to the child." ”

"Mark?"

"Yes, if the child is lost one day, with the birthmark, the mother will definitely be able to find the child." The woman said softly, "You are such a special child. ”

Hearing this, the little girl also smiled brightly.

"-" An abrupt phone ringing interrupted the conversation.

The woman put down the wet towel in her hand, wiped her hands casually on her clothes, and turned to take out her phone from her jacket pocket.

"Hello, I'm [Lorraine]...... What the? Right now? But I took a leave of absence today to accompany my sister...... Yes, I see. Don't worry, Detective, I'll be there as soon as possible. ”

Lorraine hung up the phone and sighed.

Turning around, he looked at Ogar and shrugged helplessly.

"Is something happening again?" Ogar tilted his head and looked at Lorraine with some concern.

"There's been a lot of going on at the police station lately...... In the early hours of this morning, the citizens found two suspicious characters, both of whom were stained with blood and showed myasthenia gravis, and the police station was understaffed, and the inspector asked me to rush over now......" Lorraine squatted down and touched the little girl's hair with guilt in her eyes, "I'm sorry Ogar, I said that I would paint and make cakes with you on your birthday." ”

"It's okay, I can go to the cake shop downstairs and buy a cake later."

Lorraine pursed the corners of her mouth: "Okay, then I'll put the money on the table, and you go out to pay attention to safety." ”

"Don't worry, I'm not a six-year-old anymore!" Ogar smiled.

"yes, you're seven years old." Infected by the little girl's smile, Lorraine breathed a sigh of relief and stood up, "Remember to blow dry your hair after taking a shower, and I put my clothes on the shelf next to me." ”

"Okay." Ogar waved his little hand, "Goodbye, sister, stay safe." ”

"Goodbye."

Lorraine turned to leave the bathroom, and suddenly felt a little puzzled in her heart - why did they all subconsciously tell each other to "pay attention to safety"?

But the question was forgotten after only two seconds in her mind, and she had many more important things to do.

Lorraine walked to the living room, put on the dark coat hanging on the wall, put on her shoes, leaned over and took out a gun from the dark compartment in the hallway, hid it neatly behind her waist, and turned to go out the door.

"Click"

The sound of the door closing became the last sound in the living room, and then everything fell silent again.

Downtown Police Station

There were four or five police cars parked outside the police station, and when it was time to go to work, the police station was already a busy scene. Officers are coming in and out, some holding papers, some handcuffing prisoners, and some patiently responding to calls...... Dressed in dark police uniforms and black hats, they walked neatly and neatly, busy with official duties.

Bypassing the crowded office area, there is the corridor on the left side of the police station.

At the end of the hallway, several people approached - led by a pot-bellied detective followed by a police officer, and behind them, followed by three doctors, who stopped at the end of the hallway.

"Give." The inspector handed a folder to the gauze-wrapped officer behind him and said, "I've called Lorraine, she's on her way, and she'll cooperate with you when she arrives at the station...... Early this morning, citizens found two people covered in blood in different neighborhoods. One is a little girl, the other is an adult male, the little girl was taken to the nearest police station, and as for the adult male, he has now been taken to the hospital. I sent [Colin] to the hospital, and you will be responsible for cooperating with the doctors to investigate the condition of this little girl......"

The police officer listened to the detective's instructions, followed his line of sight, and saw a little girl dressed in white sitting on a bench in the hallway, her posture slightly distorted, leaning against the back of the chair, her right hand hanging on her abdomen, her lower body tilted, but her head turned to the right, looking like a marionette out of control from a distance.

She silently looked out the window at a towering tower in the distance, and then, a black car stopped on the side of the road, attracting her attention, she narrowed her dark red eyes slightly, withdrew her gaze, and looked at the black car parked outside the police station, thoughtfully.

The little girl looked young, only thirteen years old, with brown hair draped over her shoulders, and a few strands of hair hanging down from her forehead in a mess, slightly covering her left eye. She was wearing a white dress, with a footbell tied to her left foot, the corners of the skirt that had fallen off hung down to her knees, and the white skirt was stained with a large patch of blood from her chest to her upper abdomen.

"-Hurry up!"

A police officer escorted a prisoner past the little girl, and she raised her eyes to meet the fierce gaze of the prisoner. The prisoner was about twenty-seven years old, emaciated, flat-headed, and had a long, striking scar on his cheek, which was cut from the center of his right eyebrow to the corner of his mouth on the left. The two looked at each other for only two seconds before the scar man was pushed out of the hallway from the other end.

“……”

The little girl squinted at the back of the scarred man's departure, and did not withdraw her gaze until the footsteps of him and the police officer escorting him disappeared at the end of the hallway.

“…… That's pretty much it, she's been sitting like this for an hour. The detective sighed and withdrew his gaze and looked at the police officer beside him, "We also sent someone to question her earlier, but she wouldn't say a word. Let's see if you can ask anything...... Feel free to report anything unusual to me. ”

"Yes." The officer nodded and looked at the doctors behind him, "Let's go." ”

"Okay."

The doctors, carrying medical equipment for the examination, followed the police officer to the little girl. Behind him, the inspector lifted the belt that had leaked under his stomach and turned to leave the corridor.

"Da, da......"

The little girl blinked as she blinked as she heard the sound of approaching footsteps in her left ear, and the next moment she felt that the sunlight falling on her body was blocked.

Someone else had come to disturb her alone time.

They stopped in front of her, and three doctors in white coats surrounded her. They crouched down and looked at her with a frown, trying to straighten her body slightly so that she didn't have to slant in the strange position anymore, but it didn't last a second for her feeble body to skew. Then, a doctor took out a small hammer from the medical box to test her knee reflex, a doctor took a small flashlight, stretched her left eye, and tested the pupil light reflex, and the doctor standing next to her twisted her arm to see if her biceps reflex was intact.

The little girl calmly let them fiddle, without saying a word or resisting.

“…… Doctor, how is she doing? The police stood behind them, bewildered as the doctor performed a series of operations.

The little girl raised her face at the voice, only to find that behind the three squatting doctors stood a police officer with a face and neck wrapped in gauze - the white gauze completely obscured his appearance, only the eyes and mouth, exposed, which aroused the curiosity of the little girl, and she stared at him as if she were looking at a freak.

“…… Alas. ”

The doctors looked at it for a long time, and the more they examined, the more doubts they had in their hearts.

"She's in a strange condition, she has no wounds, her skin is intact, her pulse is normal, her general vital signs are present and normal......," a doctor muttered, "but where did all this blood come from?" ”

"Female police officers have examined her body before, and no physical trauma has been found. As for who exactly came from these bloodstains, it is still under investigation. The officer looked at the folder in his hand and replied.

"Mr. Constable, the muscles in her head are intact and have normal reflexes, but her body from the neck down is showing symptoms of myasthenia gravis. Skeletal muscles and smooth muscles have lost their ability to contract, innate and acquired reflexes seem to have disappeared, acupuncture is not perceived, knee thrust reflex, biceps reflex, triceps reflex, abdominal wall reflex, these physiological reflexes exist in normal people have disappeared...... Let's put it this way, her symptoms are like high paraplegia. The other doctor said, shaking his head.

"High paraplegia?"

"For example, patients who have been involved in a serious car accident often have a complete paralysis from the neck down to the neck due to spinal injuries."

"But the strange thing is that her spine is intact." Another doctor bent the little girl's body and touched the vertebrae behind her, "The coherence and integrity of the cervical, thoracic, and lumbar vertebrae are normal...... There was no injury, fracture, or disconnection, which is not like the appearance of high paraplegia after a heavy injury.

“…… Could it be caused by drugs? ”

The three doctors thought silently for a moment, then shook their heads again.

"Although there are drugs that can reduce muscle tone, it is still very rare to make the muscles below the neck completely weak so precisely, and such drugs will be strictly controlled by hospitals, and ordinary people cannot get such drugs."

The investigation suddenly reached an impasse, and the four men were silent and did not speak again.

In the middle of the night, a doctor opened his mouth-

"Mr. Constable, although we are doctors, we can only do some preliminary examinations now, and we still need to go to the hospital for a complete set of examinations for specific nerve damage and internal organ damage...... The ambulance stopped right in front of the police station, and we went to get ready and take her to the hospital. ”

"Okay." The officer sighed and nodded.

Now, it seems, that's all there can be to do.

The three doctors put away the infirmary, discussed the cause of the disease, and went to the door. In the long and narrow corridor, only the police officer and the little girl were left.

“……”

The officer withdrew his gaze and looked at the little girl sitting in a chair, thinking—

(Colleagues have already retrieved the city's basic population information, and after comparing her age and appearance, they should be able to check her identity as soon as possible.) ）

(The blood stains on her body have also been sampled, and the source of the blood stains is still being investigated...... But although the blood stains are shockingly large, they have dried up, and it seems that the time of the blood stain must have been last night. ）

(She was only thirteen years old, could it be that she was found by the murderer by chance, persecuted and incapacitated after witnessing the murder scene?) ）

(But if that's the case, why didn't the killer kill people?) Instead of abandoning her on the block? There is a lot of traffic in the block, and it is clear that people want to find her...... From this point of view, it is not in line with the general murderous mentality. ）

The officer frowned, crouched down, and looked at the little girl sitting on the bench in silence.

“…… I heard that the police officers are good people, and you will protect me, right? ”

Looking at each other, the little girl spoke, unexpectedly.

The police officer was stunned for a moment, but then reacted that this was the best time to investigate the case.

"Yes. It is our duty to protect our citizens...... Little girl, who made you like this? Do you remember? ”

He straightened her collar and pressed down the corners of her white skirt.

He knew that such an action would close the distance between them, and perhaps reassure her and make her let her guard down.

“…… Remember. The little girl bowed slightly.

Her voice was a little hoarse, and the muscles that controlled her vocal cords had only three points of strength. But she stared at him with a look in her eyes, as if she wanted to see through the secret hidden under the veil of gauze on his face.

"Who made you like this?"

“……”

He pressed further, but the other person closed his lips tightly and did not answer her again.

(Does she still have concerns?) ）

（…… You still can't rush it, you have to take it slowly. ）

Thinking so, the officer slowed down and changed the subject.

"Little girl, do you remember how the blood came from?"

“…… Remember. ”

"Is it your blood?" He tentatively saw if she could remember anything.

"Not my blood." This time, she gave him a clear reply, "It's their blood." ”

"Them?"

"When I killed them, blood splattered on me, and the game ended before I had time to change clothes." The little girl's calm voice recounted the frightening sentences, "And now, a new round of the game has begun." ”

She looked at the officer, as if to imply something.

But he couldn't see through the secrets hidden in the depths of those dark red eyes, and only felt a chill creep up from his back to his heart, chilling.

“…… Who are you? Where are your parents? ”

"Parents...... What is it? ”

"It's your mom and dad, they created you, they brought you into this world, they raised you, they taught you to walk, they taught you to speak."

“…… I don't remember such a player. The little girl thought for a moment, shook her head, looked him in the eye, and replied earnestly.

Her answer was strange, illogical, and out-of-the-box.

But the police officer still took out a notebook and wrote down the conversation between the two men in the notebook.

"Do you remember why you were on the block? According to citizens, he found you during a morning jog, when you were lying at the intersection of the 12th block and were almost run over by a truck......"

“…… What about you. ”

"Me?"

"Do you remember why you're here...... Arthur. ”

When the little girl said his name, he was stunned for a moment.

"How do you know my name?"

"Badge."

After being reminded by the little girl, Arthur lowered his head and saw that he was wearing a narrow badge on his left chest, on which his name was written: Policeofficers Arthur.

“…… Yes, I'm Arthur, the city's police officer, and the inspector has put me in charge of following up on your case. ”

"Really." The little girl looked into his eyes, those dark red eyes seemed to be able to see through the depths of his soul, "Arthur, do you remember yesterday's events, or last year's events?" Do you remember how long you've been working here? Do you really know the people who come and go claiming to be police officers? ”

She said word by word, every character, smashed on his heart.

Arthur was stunned for a moment.

He subconsciously looked at his peers who were busy coming and going not far away, this should have been an easy question to answer, but at the moment he was speechless, looking at the men and women, he suddenly felt that they were as strange as he had never seen before......

Those people...... Who is it?

Who is it......

An inexplicable fear crept up in his heart, and the notebook in his hand fell to his feet.

About who he is and where he is...... These questions are haunting me again.

A sense of familiarity, but a little unfamiliar, permeated my heart again.

He seemed to have asked himself such a question......

Who am I?

Where am I?

"I ......" he frowned bitterly, as if remembering some not-so-pleasant memories.

"Arthur, what's wrong with your face?" The little girl looked at him and asked calmly.

It's obviously a question sentence, but to her, it's the tone of a declarative sentence.

"......" Arthur lowered his head, his fingertips rubbing the gauze on his cheek.

"Does it still hurt?"

"Sort of."

"Have you been cut off by someone, disfigured?"

It's a question that hits the heart and soul.

He lowered his head, trying to remember something, but felt a pain in the depths of his head.

“…… I don't remember. ”

"It seems that this time, they have chosen an interesting gamer."

"What do you mean?" Arthur looked at the little girl warily, "Who are 'they'?" Also, why have you been saying the words 'game' and 'player' since you started? ”

"Tell me, Arthur......" the little girl interrupted his doubts, her voice chilling, "do you want to live?" ”

"What do you want to say?"

The little girl looked away and looked out the window at the black car parked.

"The black sedan had been parked there for half an hour, and no one had gotten out of it—they were watching you in the dark, watching you, snooping on you, trying to find a moment when you were unguarded......" she paused, looking at him, "Arthur, someone is trying to kill you, just a few minutes later." ”