Looking at the screenshot of the surveillance video in An Xiaoyu's terminal, the screenshot came from Lao Wang's terminal, and all the information interactions were saved in the photos. If this screenshot is verified to be real, then it can prove that the other party has gotten clues from Lao Wang before An Xiaoyu came.

Then An Xiaoyu can clear the suspicion of exposing witnesses.

Moreover, An Xiaoyu has already asked Guan Jue to start using facial recognition to conduct a search, I am afraid that the identities of these three people will be found soon, and then only the three of them need to be arrested, and everything will be clear.

An Xiaoyu forwarded the photo to Officer Xiao Liu, checked the surrounding environment again, walked out of Lao Wang's house, and asked the Hai Clan in a low voice: "Did you find anything?" ”

The sea clan shook his head: "There is only one person on the other side, and his strength is very high, his personality is cautious, and he didn't leave any clues, I think, it should be the man we met when we went back." ”

Without him to say it carefully, An Xiaoyu knew who it was. It was the gloomy man who passed by them and raised his head to look at An Xiaoyu.

However, it is difficult to buy a thousand dollars, and An Xiaoyu is not an immortal of the unpredictable prophet, and the matter about the three people before and the murderer later can only be handed over to the garrison to do. Originally, An Xiaoyu came to investigate the disappearance cases of the cult, but unfortunately he didn't get any clues.

The only thing they knew was that the guest that Lao Wang picked up last night was probably deliberately luring Lao Wang to the side of the mental hospital, deliberately letting him find out what happened, and it was likely that he was a master of psychological suggestion.

As for the girl who fell to the ground and was exposed, it is unknown whether it was artificial.

After solving the matter here, An Xiaoyu told Officer Xiao Liu about the installation of cameras in every household here, and left Lao Wang's house directly, and continued to go in the direction of the mental hospital.

The psychiatric hospital is not far from Lao Wang's home, and if you take a car, you can get to the gate of the psychiatric hospital as long as the starting price.

The video taken by Lao Wang last night was pitch black, and it was clear that those people were already very skilled in the development of the terminal now, but as for the buildings in the background, they couldn't see it clearly at all, it was all pitch black. But when An Xiaoyu really saw this mental hospital, she found that it was really so dilapidated.

The mental hospital is a particularly old style, and it is estimated that it is still a remnant of the old era, and it can almost be regarded as the kind of preservation building that exists. It's just that because there are not many people living and there is no time to take care of it, the whole thing is in tatters and full of the smell of time.

The gate of the mental hospital is really like in the video, there is not even a sign, and people who pass by here don't know what kind of building it is, and they don't know that there are still three dying psychopaths living in it.

In the yard near the door, there are some messy cardboard boxes and plastic ropes, which are probably left by the merchants who rent the first floor to store goods when they load and unload the trucks, some look old, and some are a little new, indicating that this place has been used.

The door on the first floor was slightly open, and there was an elderly woman in plain clothes standing at the door, a little tall, but because of old age and frailty, she was already a little hunchbacked, but when she was drying clothes in the yard, she could still feel that she was very energetic.

Looking at the photos on the information, An Xiaoyu knew that this was the old director of the mental hospital.

Still relying on the routine of the military officer's card, An Xiaoyu directly bluffed the old dean, making her think that she was the person sent by the military commission to inquire. Then the old dean invited An Xiaoyu into the house and introduced An Xiaoyu: "The first floor here is where the goods are stored. ”

An Xiaoyu entered the door of the building, and then she knew why the doors of the mental hospital were wide open.

Entering through the door of the building, there is a relatively large foyer, which was probably originally used as a place for hospitalization registration. On the other side of the foyer, facing the direction of the door, is a corridor that leads to the end, on either side of which are some of the medical rooms that were originally used to treat patients, but are now warehouses.

On the left hand side is a guard's room and a front desk, and on the right hand side is a staircase leading to the second floor. A foyer divides the staircase and hallway into two parts. In the opening of the corridor, a heavy security door is installed to protect the goods stored inside.

The old dean said: "The room on the first floor is used for rent, of course, it has been ordered to stop renting these days, I can only say that it is lent to friends nearby for temporary storage, and they have also begun to transfer these goods." The second floor was where I lived with a few nurses, and the doctor had long since left, leaving a few of us. The third floor, you know, is a few of our remaining patients. ”

An Xiaoyu nodded: "Please also open this door, let us see the room that those abductors secretly used at the beginning." ”

The old dean brushed open the security door with the terminal and walked into the corridor with An Xiaoyu.

An Xiaoyu was curious: "Since the security door requires identification, how did those people get the key?" ”

"This ......" the old dean looked embarrassed: "Over the years, I have been renting to nearby merchants, and after a long time, I will be familiar with them, so the identity authentication of the security door has also entered a copy for them, and then I am also short of energy, negligent management, every time they pay money, I will give them the key ......"

An Xiaoyu understood that although it was said that the old dean was rented out, it was better to say that the nearby merchants were using it freely, and then consciously paid the money to the old dean. It is said that it is a lease, but in fact there are only a few simple contracts, and the price is set according to the amount they give.

As for where those people got their identity certification, if you find someone to coerce and lure them, someone will always help them.

And this security door is not an advanced product, it is estimated that they can even delete the access record after opening the door, which is why the guard team did not find any clues. It might be easier to know whose information they are stealing.

An Xiaoyu followed the old dean into the corridor on the first floor, the old dean reached out and turned on the light in the corridor, and walked through two doors, the old dean pointed to the room on the left hand side with the door open and the blockade line and said, "This is the room." ”

Looking at the blockade on the door, An Xiaoyu reached out and threw it aside, and walked in directly. The old dean was stunned for a moment, and then followed him into the room.

The whole room is very large, and the old dean said: "Most of the rooms on the first floor are some collective wards or treatment rooms with large instruments, so they were built very large at the beginning, which can be used as a small warehouse." ”

An Xiaoyu walked into the room and found that there was nothing inside, it was empty, there were still some traces of stacked items on the ground, and there were a few broken ropes thrown on the other side, probably because someone wanted to sneak out.

After walking around the room, because she had no feelings, An Xiaoyu could only squat down, looking for the traces left on the ground and walls inch by inch, hoping to find a little clue. However, it turned out that the other party was very skillful and did not leave any clues at all.

An Xiaoyu walked to the other side again, hoping for the broken ropes, so she spread out the ropes and put them on the ground to check them carefully, hoping that there would be a little more fingerprint traces.

But the fingerprints were not found, but An Xiaoyu saw a string of strange symbols.

There are about three types of regular ropes that the Empire now uses to bind them.

One is made of artificial fibers, which are woven according to the hemp rope process since ancient times, which is hard and wear-resistant, with some elasticity. Depending on the strength and toughness of the fiber, it is usually suitable for a variety of different environments such as handling goods, safety ropes, and hanging objects for drying.

The second is artificial plastic rope, which is made of different materials, mainly plastic products, usually made into flat, hard or soft, and used in different outer packaging fields. Usually the courier industry and the outside of the carton packaging are such ropes.

The last one is the soft rope. Soft rope is a kind of rubber synthetic products, usually soft and tough, elastic, when binding fragile items, it is not easy to leave strangulation marks, and can effectively use its own elasticity to shrink the whole, to achieve the effect of binding, generally used for soft fragile goods or wooden furniture and other packaging.

The rope used by human traffickers to tie people is obviously the third type, and although this kind of rope will not cause great harm to the human body, and even the friction is very small, but the biggest drawback is that although it is very wear-resistant, the surface is easy to be cut by sharp objects.

The section of rope in An Xiaoyu's hand was carved with a fingernail with such a string of symbols.

The appearance of the symbols is very strange, not like modern words and common usage, but like the words commonly used by a certain kingdom or tribe in ancient times, just like the humanoid patterns that An Xiaoyu Wei Qingxuan and they saw when they were in the ancient city.

An Xiaoyu slapped the string of symbols with the terminal, put the rope back in place, and finally stood up.

Imitated the appearance of the office and explained some matters to the old dean, An Xiaoyu took the Hai Clan out of the mental hospital, got into a car, and headed towards the location of the Three Thousand Academy.

Entering the door of the academy, the sea clan saw that there was no one next to him, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Did you find a clue?" ”

An Xiaoyu opened the photo in the terminal and said to the sea clan: "This may be a message left by someone among the abducted people, but I don't know what this string of symbols means, so I came to a professional person to ask." ”

As she spoke, An Xiaoyu sent the photo to Jing Santing and asked him if he had time to study it now.

Jing Santing, as the highest professor in the history department of the Three Thousand Academy, of course, does not need to teach, and most of the historical research is some work such as consulting materials, researching documents and unearthed cultural relics, and if you want to squeeze out some free time, there are still some.

And the old man Jing is old, and he can see that his work is not very serious, and he is all about being happy, so when he received the news of An Xiaoyu, he happily threw his graduate students aside and came to the old place where they often read books together in the sea of three thousand books.

After seeing An Xiaoyu, Jing Santing said: "This symbol, I am somewhat familiar, probably the exclusive symbol of a tribe in ancient times. ”

An Xiaoyu was a little surprised: "Teacher, have you been secretly doing research again recently?" Can you think of the provenance of these symbols so quickly? ”

Jing Santing smiled and shook his head: "The reason why I know these symbols is because even in the study of ancient history, these symbols are quite special. Because these symbols are said to have been created by the gods of a certain tribe, codified into scriptures and recited for a long time can make people immortal. ”

An Xiaoyu was a little surprised, how could this kind of legend sound like the high priest himself? But she didn't say anything before she was sure, just asked, "What do these symbols mean?" ”

"The exact pronunciation has been lost, and I don't know what the pronunciation of this language is like. However, according to the research of the entire ancient text, the string of symbols you photographed is the most common string in all scriptures, representing the gods and goddesses of their tribe. ”

"Because it is a divine script, and there is no confirmation, no one has determined the specific meaning, although there are several proposals, but because there are often different controversies, so they have been shelved. According to my habit, if you want to give him a name, you might as well call him the God of Immortality. ”

"The god of immortality?" An Xiaoyu said the name of the last year: "Could it be that in ancient times, there was really technology to make people immortal?" ”

Jing Santing shook his head: "These things are too old, and there are very few excavated relics, so it is difficult to verify the specific degree of authenticity." However, it has been proven that chanting scriptures can refresh one's mind and prolong one's life if persisted for a long time. ”

An Xiaoyu nodded silently, feeling that things seemed to be more complicated behind the scenes.

Why did someone use a rope to leave such a message during this abduction? Is it the man of the high priest? Or, what kind of guys exist in this world that use other methods to solve the problem of longevity?

What's even more terrifying is that this so-called god of immortality is a sect, or is it really immortal, and he has lived to this day. So who left a message among the abducted were the believers of this sect or the god of immortality?

Before meeting the person who left the message, An Xiaoyu was not sure.

But now, the cult of the High Priest is beginning to be associated with this so-called God of Immortality, and if the God of Immortality is really a name used by the High Priest, then it will not be easy to do. If not, it means that these two historical immortal sects have begun to collide today.

It is not known what the consequences of such a collision will be.

An Xiaoyu nodded, indicating that she understood.

Then she chatted with Jing Santing about this immortal god and the original tribe, but most of the information obtained from these studies was some speculation, and there were some stories boldly imagined by modern historians.

These things are of no use to An Xiaoyu at all.

Seeing An Xiaoyu's distress, Jing Santing also smiled bitterly: "Regarding the study of the history of ancient times, because there are many countries and tribes, many inheritances have disappeared in the world, so we can only use our own experience and ideas to restore, this is a kind of respect and protection of history, and it is also a last resort." ”

An Xiaoyu expressed understanding, but the problem was that the clue to the whole incident was cut off like this. According to Jing Santing, this tribe did not even appear in the Great War of Ten Thousand Clans, and quietly disappeared into the historical occasion.

In fact, most tribes and small countries in history are like this, as if the ancient city left a story of the relocation of the whole people, but in fact, it was just the high priest who killed everyone.

Many places that were not noticed, either because of natural disasters, or because of man-made disasters, or because of alien armies that fell from the sky, suddenly disappeared, and no one knew if they were still alive, and if so, no one knew where they had gone.

If you can't find anyone related to this tribe, it's hard to know who the person who left the message is, and it's hard to know what she is trying to say, so it's hard to keep track of it.

An Xiaoyu frowned, seeing that Jing Santing was a little distressed.

At the beginning, Jing Santing just regarded An Xiaoyu as a young man with a wide range of interests and liked to read. As a professor, who doesn't love to read? So they slowly became friends, and then he learned An Xiaoyu's identity as a cultivator.

Later, during the Tianling Domain, Jing Santing thoroughly understood An Xiaoyu's personality, knew how firm his heart was in his heart to seek the truth, and also understood An Xiaoyu's style of acting, and felt that An Xiaoyu was a talent destined to shine in the future.

Now seeing An Xiaoyu frowning and thinking hard, Jing Santing couldn't help but persuade: "There are some things that I can't figure out now, it's just that the time has not come, and the result you can't get after thinking hard may just get the answer in a flash of inspiration at some point, which is a very common thing." ”

An Xiaoyu listened to Jing Santing's words, and also opened her eyebrows, smiled and said, "What the teacher said makes sense, but I was too anxious." ”

Although he said so, when it came to the life and death of so many people, and when it came to the comfort of the Si family's father and daughter, An Xiaoyu's heart was still quite anxious.

At this time, An Xiaoyu's terminal rang again, thinking that it was the latest news sent by Officer Xiao Liu, An Xiaoyu took out the terminal and opened it to see.

As a result, the mailing address that caught the eye made An Xiaoyu's eyes narrow.

The address above is the address where I sent a message to myself before to find Si Lanyi, and the content of the message is still the same, a string of address coordinates of the imperial capital, followed by a simple prompt message, just like before.

But this time, the simple information is not the name of the person, but a string of symbols.

A string of symbols that are exactly the same as the photos An Xiaoyu brought back from the mental hospital, except that these symbols are more regular, just like the official style, and the rope is a handwriting carved out of fingernails, crooked.

An Xiaoyu handed the message to Jing Santing: "My aura is coming." ”

Jing Santing smiled: "Then go quickly!" I guess you can't wait. ”

An Xiaoyu nodded: "Then next time we will read a book together." ”

Jing Santing waved his hand, said goodbye to An Xiaoyu, and said silently in his heart:

Come on!