"I'll go with you, there is strength in numbers." Lu Kangming walked ahead.

He led Lin Yuhan to the third floor and turned on the light in the dean's office: "The lights in the corridor will not be turned on, this hospital has been abandoned for a long time, if the lights are too bright, it will attract the attention of the surrounding residents." ”

"Hmm." Lin Yuhan looked around and asked, "Have you moved here?" ”

"No, I've just seen it, but I'm afraid of destroying the clues, everything is his original appearance." Lu Kangming replied truthfully.

At this time, Lin Yuhan's memory was very amazing, and after obtaining the system talent, he could remember all the pictures in his mind just by browsing it once.

The dean's office was large, with two desks sitting side by side in front of the door, one with a computer on it, a bench next to the desk, and a sofa diagonally behind it. The safe was placed on the inside of the dean's desk, and Lin Yuhan tried it, but there was a password that could not be opened.

There are also two filing cabinets in the room, which are neatly filled with medical materials or relevant qualification certificates and documents of the hospital. Further inside is a small door that seems to connect to another room.

Lin Yuhan walked over and pushed the door open, and inside was a bedroom, discarding Li Pingyang's clothes, slippers and other daily necessities in a disorderly manner, which seemed to be the dean's resting place.

The bedroom was very small, and nothing was found, so Lin Yuhan retreated.

He pondered the suicide note he had just seen.

The clue is in those numbers.

He could think of the number stuff in the hospital, the phone book, the house number, the medical record book, and ...... Time!

He looked up at the clock in the dean's office.

The clock was stuck at 10:35 a.m., I don't know if it was morning or night, the clock was probably out of power long ago, and it was covered with thick dust.

Does it make any sense?

It just happened to stop here and ran out of power.

On the dean's desk is an old-fashioned desk calendar for the month of April.

This month......

Lin Yuhan picked up the desk calendar, Tuesday, April 3.

He always thought the calendar was weird, but he couldn't tell where it was.

He flipped through the pages and looked at the dates that passed by.

Wrong!

Lin Yuhan's expression suddenly became serious, and he suddenly figured out what was strange.

On the 17th of this month, he went to Xiyun Village, and that day was obviously a weekend, according to this calculation, April 3 should be Sunday, right, how could it be a Tuesday?

He hurriedly flipped the calendar to the cover.

"Cherish the blessing, experience. Geng Yin 201X. ”

Desk calendar from 10 years ago!

How could such a long desk calendar appear on Dean Lee's desk? Lin Yuhan felt as if he had grasped some important clue.

He flipped the calendar back to April 3 and looked at it carefully.

The small desk calendar in the literary style, there will be a sentence similar to chicken soup for the soul on every page.

In the middle of the page, under the huge Arabic numeral "3", there is a small line printed on it: If you had a safe in your heart, what would you like to keep there forever?

There is a horizontal line under the small print, which divides the entire desk calendar into one-third of the space, and is printed with a famous quote quoted from famous books. It seems to echo the chicken soup on top.

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Wherever you go, you should remember that the past is fake, memories are a road without end, all the past springs no longer exist, and even the most tenacious and crazy love is nothing more than a fleeting reality in the final analysis. - García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

What does this page of the calendar mean? Or rather, the answer is not here, it is just to cover up some truth.

Lin Yuhan sat on the dean's office chair, starting from the beginning, flipping through the desk calendar page by page, he browsed very quickly, and finally found a circle circled with a red pen on "July 10th".

This should be the tip given to us by the dean.

Lin Yuhan pondered that on the day of July 10, ten years ago, something important must have happened.

He casually glanced at the following "Chicken Soup for the Soul" again:

(July 10th)

What is the ultimate puzzle that haunts you.

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In this world, it doesn't matter what you've done, the key question is how you can convince people that you've done something. - Conan Doyle, Sherlock Holmes

Lin Yuhan continued to flip the calendar backwards, and there were no other clues.

And on the blank page at the end of the calendar, there is a handwritten name: Liu Qianxi (gift).

The handwriting is very neat. Apparently not by a doctor.

"Did you find anything?" Lu Kangming leaned over and asked.

"Nope." Lin Yuhan shook his head, put the calendar aside, and asked, "Do you remember what happened on July 10th ten years ago?" ”

"Ten years ago!" A touch of panic flashed across Lu Kangming's face, but he quickly regained his composure and said, "Who can remember such a long time, let alone the day of July 10th, even if it was ten years ago, I may not remember it!" ”

There is some truth in Lu Kangming's words, it is indeed a little difficult to be accurate to a certain day, unless it is something very special, Lin Yuhan asked again: "Then do you know Liu Qianxi?" ”

"Who is this? Not impressed. ”

"Oh." Lin Yuhan responded, "Then let's go look elsewhere." ”

Lin Yuhan left the dean's office.

The lights of the office gradually lengthened the sound and shadow of the two, and the footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, with an indescribable strange atmosphere. The faucet in the bathroom makes a "tick, tick" leaking sound, which is mixed with the sound of footsteps, which makes people feel crazy.

"Knock, knock, knock......"

There was an irregular muffled sound in the distance, and in the dark corridor, like a snake spitting letters, tickling people's eardrums.

"What sound?" Lin Yuhan asked vigilantly.

"I don't know, maybe it's the wind." Lu Kangming walked a few steps quickly, "I'll take a look." ”

He came to the room at the end of the corridor, looked at it for a while, came out and said, "This hospital is too long, the windows are aging, they are not closed tightly, and there is a rattling sound when the wind blows, I will fix it." ”

"Oh." Lin Yuhan didn't ask any more, he shone his flashlight at the wall of the corridor, observed the situation, seemed to see something, and then walked in the opposite direction.

At the end of the corridor is an archive room.

Lin Yuhan pushed the door in, and rows of shelves appeared in front of him. It is filled with patient information, and each box has a number on it.

So much!

All the patient information for more than 20 years is concentrated here, and if there is any clue hidden in it, I want to see the Year of the Monkey.

However, on that day ten years ago, perhaps the answer could be found here.

Lin Yuhan groped in front of the filing cabinet with his fingers, he only looked at the side markers, paid attention to the date and code, and finally found the July of ten years ago, and then his sliding fingers stopped.

No?

Ten years ago, the file jumped directly from July 9 to July 11.

The file on July 10th was taken away!