I felt that only the last trace of consciousness was barely supporting all my thoughts, and at the same time, I felt that I was surrounded by people, and the bright light above my head was like a patch of light, and the people around me were constantly talking about something, but I couldn't hear anything clearly, I could feel the urgency of his door, and my body was bleeding, and there was a person who kept asking me: "He Yang, where are they in the Fan team." Zhang Ziang: Where are they? ”

I grabbed this person's hand with all my strength, I could vaguely recognize this person as Wang Zhexuan, and while I held his hand, he leaned down and asked me, "What's wrong He Yang?" ”

I said to him in a barely audible voice, something I must say, something I must tell him: "No. 415 Haiquan Cemetery, Ding Zheng's tomb is empty!" ”

I don't know if I made it clear, I said it with all my might, I was in a state of being in a state of being in a state of unconsciousness, I couldn't see anyone around, but I could feel their eagerness.

Then I heard Wang Zhexuan ask me again: "He Yang, where are Team Fan and Zhang Ziang?" ”

Time goes back eighteen hours ago.

I ran as fast as I could, and I didn't know when my shoes were missing, I just ran forward, because there was a man behind me—no, a crowd of people chasing me.

But the forest was getting deeper and deeper, and I could even feel the fog rising in the night, and then I faintly saw a man standing in front of me.

My running slowed down slowly, and at the same time, I felt like the people chasing me behind me were completely gone, or hidden.

The man stood motionless at the front, and I approached him a little bit, and the first thing I saw was the mask on his face, which glowed silvery-white even in the dark, a silver mask, Mr. Silver.

The first moment this thought flashed through my mind, I immediately realized that this person was not Mr. Silver.

I didn't stand until I could make out that he was indeed wearing a silver mask, and then I arrived at a burning pain in my feet and legs, and the branches and weeds of the trees were all dense and tiny wounds on my calves and feet, but at this time I didn't have time to pay attention to these wounds, I looked at the man in front of me motionlessly, if he was not Mr. Silver, then who was he?

I glanced back at the darkness, and although I couldn't see anything, I looked at him as if to confirm it, and then I turned to him and asked, "Who are you and why are you here?" ”

The person in front of me didn't answer me, but just asked me: "This question should be me asking you, why are you here?" ”

I couldn't answer this question for a while, because my memory seemed to be completely blank, I don't know why, I can only remember what happened in the last twenty-four hours, and in the past twenty-four hours, I have been locked in a dark cellar, until just now, I escaped from the cellar, and then found that I was locked in a deep cave, not a cellar at all, and after coming out was this woods, this feeling is very similar to what happened to me in the woods behind Hejiazhuang, At one point, I even wondered if I was in the vicinity of the underground prison again.

But it was a strange and eerie feeling to me, not at all like when I was in the underground prison woods, so I'm sure this is another place.

And my previous memory is only to leave the stone house with Zhang Ziang, and there is nothing after that, and I can't even remember how I left the stone house.

So I didn't answer his question, and I stared at him motionless, as if the two of them were caught in a silent confrontation, and I was the first to break the silent scene, and I said, "You're not Mr. Silver." ”

He asked, "How do you know I'm not, have you seen Mr. Silver himself?" ”

I said, "I said you're not, you're not." ”

He laughed and continued, "He Yang, although you don't know anything, you seem to know everything. ”

I don't know why, but I trembled when I heard his words, and he said again: "This is Haiquan Cemetery." ”

Ocean Springs Cemetery? I had never heard of this place, and I asked, "Is this a cemetery?" ”

He didn't answer me, he just asked me as if to remind me again, "Do you know what you're looking for?" ”

And he didn't want my answer at all, and before I could answer, he said, "You've arrived at cemetery 415." ”

I repeated: "Cemetery 415? ”

When he had finished speaking, he turned to leave, and when I saw him leave like this, I called out to him, "Wait." ”

"I've told you what you want to know, and the people who chased you have left, but that doesn't mean you're safe," he said. ”

It wasn't until he finished saying this that I realized why he appeared here, it was because of his appearance that I asked those who didn't know who to chase after me, that is to say, his appearance was actually helping me, but the problem was that he was obviously not Mr. Silver, but he had to pretend to be Mr. Silver?

I tried to catch up, but when I did, I found that he had disappeared into the woods. I continued to catch up, but I did not want to soon come to the edge of the forest, and I was standing at the entrance of the cemetery, which was separated from the woods by iron fences, but which had fallen into disrepair, and it was clear that the cemetery had been abandoned for too long.

I walked in, only to see a stone tablet standing near the fence, on which the number 415 was written, I looked at the tombstones next to me, only to see that each tombstone has a number, and there is no 415 tombstone, the tombstone is from 416, I thought that the 415 tombstone should be the last district, but there is no upper district here, it seems that there is only one 415 cemetery here.

Ocean Spring Cemetery, Cemetery No. 415, sounds like two names, but in fact it is exactly two names for the same place.

But it doesn't seem right, I can't tell what is wrong.

This strange feeling made me feel a little frightened at such a night and in such an environment, but I still dared to search the entire cemetery, and it is true that there is no tombstone No. 415 here.

Then a number popped into my mind—457—a number that popped into my mind.

As this number came to mind, the events related to this number also crossed my mind one by one, this number was the password of the mysterious suitcase, and this suitcase was the direct evidence of Fang Ming's death case, and Fang Ming was partying with me on the night of the headless corpse case.

Just thinking of this, I took a deep breath, this series of associations, like a chain that interlocks this ring, the past case and the current clues, time before and after are completely intertwined, no wonder the original headless corpse case has not been solved so far, because clues and evidence are appearing now, that is, at this time, an incredible idea suddenly sprouted in my mind, will the clues we are investigating now are completely wrong, completely wrong, including my push and cognition of many clues, It's all wrong.

The reason why I suddenly had this thought was because I realized one thing, if the clues of the headless corpse case are all hidden in the butterfly corpse case, and the clues of the butterfly corpse case are hidden in the headless corpse case, then ......

The murderer was simply terrifying, and when he planned the first case, he had already thought about what he was going to do later, and even knew from the beginning that he would never be caught.

When I thought of this, I was a little flustered in my heart, if this is really the case, then what does the appearance of this No. 415 cemetery mean now, and what mysteries will this mysterious 457 number reveal, or what more mysteries will it bring?

I thought so as I searched the cemetery for tombstone 457.