A remnant sun, on the other side of the blue sky, burned hot. Beneath his feet was a dark path, flanked by bleak woods, with bones looming in the dirt and the sparkling fire of the autumn night.

Overhead, the wailing of crows was recalled, and from time to time birds with human faces flew by, and even their bodies were in the shape of humans. Where is this? Star Swirl walked forward, somewhat dazed.

A river blocked her way, and the surface of the water was a terrible blood, and the hot wind full of the smell of blood swept from the opposite bank, rolling up the figures and hair that were vaguely hidden in the waves, as if someone had just drowned in the river.

After walking a few steps along the river, I found an old stone arch bridge over the river. Under the cyan railing of the bridge, sat a gray-haired old woman, who was leaning over and didn't know how old she was.

She was handing a porcelain bowl to the young man in front of her, her mouth opening and closing in the muttering of something. Star Swirl felt the man's back familiar.

The man took the porcelain bowl from the old woman's hand, craned his neck and poured a few mouthfuls. It seemed that the soup was too unpalatable, and he leaned down again and vomited.

Star Swirl took a few steps closer to the stone bridge, finally getting a good eye on the man's face, "Han Dongzhi..."

"Hurry up and cross the bridge, or it'll be too late." The old woman urged Han Dongzhi.

"Han Winter Solstice ——!!" Star Swirl shouted again.

The people on the bridge walked towards the other side as if they had not heard of it, as if they were really worried that they would not be able to catch up with something of great importance.

Star Swirl tries to catch up immediately, but is grabbed by her arm by her dry hand.

"How are you?" The old woman looked up at Star Swirl's face, a special surprise in her cloudy gaze.

Before she could come back to her senses, the river behind her had risen suddenly, engulfing her to the bottom in an instant. Under the dark water, overgrown with aquatic plants and covered with corpses, a strange condensed gaze shot from somewhere, illuminating a person's face.

It was the face of a dead man, and it was also the face of twenty-six-year-old Han Dongzhi.

"Star Swirl, don't go over, come back!" A warm, powerful voice sounded in her ears, and she was finally carried away from the dark bottom by the force, and gradually woke up.

The faint light of the morning light outlined the familiar side face, and she smelled the nice smell of flowers and plants on his body, and buried her face in his neck socket and rubbed it.

"I called you several times just now and didn't wake up, what kind of dream are you having?" Slender fingers ran over her cheeks, and deep undercurrents flashed in her blue eyes.

"I dreamed that Han Dongzhi drank a strange bowl of soup on a stone arch bridge, and then walked to the other side without looking back, I wanted to chase him, but was stopped by an old woman."

"Do you know what bridge he's on? What kind of soup are you drinking? ”

"It's not going to be the Nai Ho Bridge, right?"

At this moment, a sharp knock on the door interrupted the conversation between the two, and their faces became a little solemn at the same time.

Bai Xiaohan walked in from outside the door with a serious expression, followed by Lu Jingfan, who was slightly less serious.

"There is a new discovery, and you must not be surprised."

"What is it?"

"We found Han Dongzhi's body."

As soon as she finished speaking, one of her hearts seemed to fall into the dark waters, slowly sinking with the cold bones.

A big hand behind her gently put it on her shoulder, as if her crumbling body had something to rely on at the moment.

Noticing the movements of the two, Bai Xiaohan paused slightly, and then continued: "The body is in the trunk of a car parked in an abandoned factory, and after forensic identification, it has been more than a month since it was decided. ”

"A month? Didn't you just meet him the day before yesterday? Mr. X was also surprised.

"But his situation is very different from Haorui, the body is already badly decomposed, and it is impossible to be made into a puppet anymore." Bai Xiaohan pondered, "But there is still a possibility..."

She looked at Lu Jingfan, who was dozing off on the side, and motioned for him to continue.

"I'm annoyed, early in the morning," Lu Jingfan stretched and continued: "Han Dongzhi mentioned before that he had a particularly clear and coherent dream, in which he was interrogated by a police officer named 'Shi Yong', and there was no such person in the public security system of K City. And guess what? He looked at Mr. X expectantly.

"This officer only exists in other spaces, and for some special reason in our case, he doesn't exist."

“Bingo!” Lu Jingfan snapped his fingers, "Shi Yong has died in an accident in the space we are currently in, and he has not been admitted to the police academy. ”

"Han Dongzhi dreamed of something that happened in two other parallel time and space?" Star Swirl thought it was incredible.

"Usually this doesn't happen," Lu Jingfan folded his arms and shook his head, "unless he was smuggled from another time and space!" ”

Star Swirl suddenly remembered what Mr. X had mentioned the other day about dealing with the "Time Stowaways", and everything seemed to have an answer.

"So, you found Han Dongzhi's body, which means that Han Dongzhi in this time and space has been killed a month ago, so will the murderer be a 'space-time stowaway'?" Star Swirl asked.

"It's not clear who the murderer is yet," Bai Xiaohan replied, "But Han Dongzhi shouldn't have realized that he had changed time and space, and his memories seemed to have been rewritten, but someone tried to wake up his memories in other time and space from his dreams." ”

"What is the purpose of the person who awakens the memory, at the moment, we can only go to Han Dongzhi himself and ask."

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At the door of room 501 of the apartment in Guanlin District, after the doorbell rang several times, there was still no answer. Bai Xiaohan dialed Han Dongzhi's mobile phone number, but the bell rang in the house.

"Will he go out?" Star Swirl asks.

Bai Xiaohan shook his head: "He has always kept his phone with him, unless something happens," she looked at Mr. X, the corners of her mouth curled, "You still have to make a move." ”

Several people "entered through the door" again, but there was no imaginary murder scene in the house, Han Dongzhi lay quietly on the bed, sleeping deeply.

"He seems to be asleep." Star Swirl used her fingers to probe his snort, but Mr. ** grabbed his arm.

"Don't touch him, this is not an ordinary dream, it may be a trap carefully laid by others."

Hearing him say this, Star Swirl retracts her hand as if she had been electrocuted, remembering the last time she was trapped in a dream designed by Hermes and almost unable to get out, and her heart was very palpitating.

"However, the person who dragged Han Dongzhi into the dream should also want to get what he wants by awakening his memory in the dream, if we let it go like this, I'm afraid the other party will succeed."

"Just wake him up?" Lu Jingfan raised his paws, ready to slap them on Han Dongzhi's head.

"Wait!"