"You're enough, what are you talking about, it's a novel, the novels are all fake, they are all conceived by the author, they just simply express the author's ideas, as long as it's not realistic, it's all fake, even if it's realism, it's not necessarily, it's all true, you better don't scare yourself." When Ciri heard Phil say this, he felt that this kind of thing was really illogical, it was simply nonsense, you know, novels, anyone can write them, it's one thing whether they are bad or not, even some famous writers, and there are also bad books.

"I think it's just a little bit strange, the tree says a few years later, it feels like it's writing about us, there must be something in this room, or let's go out?" Phil was a little scared, swallowed his saliva, and looked at Ciri. On the other hand, at home, Phil's father was furious, slapped the table and roared: "I'm just such a daughter, I have been spoiled since I was a child, and when I grow up, I dare not return at night, it's almost 11 o'clock, it's night, I'm teaching her when I come back, I don't take my mobile phone, I don't bring anything, it's too lawless." I'm going to talk to her mom when I come back. ”

Seeing this, Yingge immediately made a round and said: "Uncle, please don't worry, I know, she went out, she said that she wanted to go out to travel, learn a little more, experience life, I will send someone to follow, there will be no danger, you can rest assured." Inge spoke in a calm and steady tone, just like the truth. Seeing the expression of belief, Inge finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, after returning to his room, Inge stood in front of the window, looking outside, high-rise buildings, you can clean and see the scenery in the distance, it is still raining, the rain is constantly washing the glass, Inge stood in front of the window, and whispered: "You must come back safely." ”

Phil suddenly sneezed, and Ciri immediately quipped: "Is someone missing you, or don't go out yet, there will be nothing unusual and something, should we sit and chat?" Hearing that Ciri offered to talk to him, Phil was of course very happy, and without thinking about it, he immediately agreed and said, "Okay, of course you can." So saying, he used the wad of paper to wipe down two chairs and a table, and when they were done, there was a candlestick on the table, and Ciri set it on fire, so that the two of them could spot the anomaly behind it.

Phil took the lead in diverting the topic, with some embarrassed expressions on his face, and asked in a low voice: "What type do you like, that is, your view of mate selection and love." ”

Ciri looked at Phil seriously, and replied casually, the content of the answer almost choked Phil, Ciri said: "I'm sorry, I don't believe in love, and I won't choose love, I don't have a view of mate selection, because I won't let myself like anyone of the opposite sex, let alone love, and that is, love, marriage, is not a level of things, it's better not to confuse it, you have to learn to distinguish between like and love." ”

Phil's heart was about to be blocked, so he went straight to find the topic: "Then why do you say that?" What do you think likes are, and what is love? Who knows Ciri's answer, which made Phil choke again, Ciri looked at Phil a little bored, Phil observed Ciri's eyes, as the saying goes, eyes are the windows of the soul, Phil felt that Ciri's eyes were very scattered, not simply looking at a certain place, that is, the gaze was not focused on a specific point, but a certain piece.

Ciri looked at Phil, paused for a moment and said: "There is no why, if you don't like it, you don't like it, purely from the perspective of emotional psychology and psychology, liking is presumptuous, love is withdrawing and giving up, how can you ask such a stupid and boring question." "Fool? Bored? These four words are like five thunderbolts, so that Phil's heart has been completely petrified and suffocated, Phil doesn't know what else to say, because even when they usually live together, Ciri just reads books, teases cats, cooks, housework, and sleeps in his spare time.

"You are orange, no, your brown hair is really good-looking, it is said that you are the first in the art exam, you are very good at culture and major, how old are you this year, you don't look as big as me." Phil did his best to open up the conversation and change the subject.

"Orange, brown, whatever you think, it's what you want, a lot of times, it has nothing to do with age." Ciri stopped suddenly, and Phil felt that Ciri seemed to care about her age, so he continued, "It's related, like getting married, Internet cafes, hehe." Phil looked at Ciri and smiled, Ciri is really good-looking, especially the two dimples, there is always an urge to be poked. Oh, so to speak, that's too, I'm 19 years old. When Ciri said this, there was a slight pause, and Phil felt that there was a lot of content in this pause, 19 years old? Sophomore? Heri is only 19 years old!!

"19 years old? I look like, haha, I'm 21 years old, why do you go to school so early, can you tell me the story of your childhood? I'd really like to hear it. Phil put on a very expectant look, because a person's childhood memories are related to the future character, Phil firmly believes this, but he hears Ciri's casual sentence without a story.

"I went to school very early, my childhood, there is nothing to remember, naturally there is nothing to do, you can calculate, I am 19 years old this year, sophomore, that is, 18 years old freshman, college, 3 years of high school, 3 years of junior high school, 6 years of primary school, either practicing or studying, nothing interesting." When Ciri spoke, his eyes kept wandering, Phil casually threw the crumpled paper ball on the ground, and when the paper ball fell to the ground, Ciri suddenly found a line of words, bent down, and picked it up casually.

Hearing this, Phil was suddenly silent, it was really a very boring childhood, she had always felt that Ciri was not easy to get along with, very cold to people, calm and careful, in fact, she knew that Ciri was a very gentle person and a person with a story.

"Then it's time to change me, what about me, when I was a child, I especially loved to fight, at that time my brother he, often took me to play, but unfortunately I am now, my brother is 24 years old this year, very handsome, very powerful, he often helps his father take care of information and work, is the future successor Oh, if nothing else, if nothing else, the future successor is Yingge. I remember very well, I went skiing with my brother and went fishing. Phil recalled his brother, and the more he talked, the happier he became, Ciri looked at Phil's happy smile, and he smiled unconsciously, and looked at Phil again, Phil? The hairstyle is a typical black long straight find, and the length is also very good-looking, anyway, how to describe people's appearance, I am not good at it, I look very aura, there is a classical beauty, and there seems to be a pool of water in my eyes.

Ciri is willing to contact Phil, just because, she has always felt that Phil knows something, otherwise how did she buy the ticket, how did she know that her brother's death is related to the people on the ship, because the ship hit the reef for no reason, all the people on the ship died, and people only saw a thick fog, so the boatmen are called "lost ships", and it is also a mysterious ship, but some people say that they often see this ship, parked in the port, and don't want to have more intersections with Phil, after all, people's hearts are separated from their bellies, people, It's a magical and fickle creature that will do something ugly in the next second.

Ciri opened the paper ball, his finger was scratched by the edge of the paper, and the blood gushed out at once, Phil immediately stood up, pulled Ciri's hand over, hurriedly touched his pocket, took out a pack of toilet paper, opened a piece, and wiped the blood on Ciri's fingers very carefully and gently. "When I go out, I always carry paper with me, and then the disadvantage is that I always forget to take out my pocket when I wash clothes, and then, when the clothes are dry, there are paper crumbs on them." Phil was very gentle and careful when he spoke, Ciri only felt a warm current at the moment, slowly flowing into her heart, she looked at Phil, and smiled on her face, her smile was very stiff.

At this time, the bell rang again, and it ...... Boom...... Boom...... The sound is echoing.

However, such an old paper can still scratch your hands? The paper will be frayed when it is old, scratched by the paper, not once or twice, when Ciri practiced the piano and turned the score, it was too fast, and he was often scratched by the paper, but it was generally new paper, and that, in general, the blood would not stay on the edge of the paper, but the old paper scratched himself, and if you looked at it slowly and carefully, there was still a trace of moisture, Ciri looked at the paper, and the edge of the paper was not fluffy.

Ciri stood up and looked at the library carefully, everything seemed to be very normal, but he always felt that something was wrong, what was it? Ciri looked at it carefully several times, and finally locked his eyes on the piece of paper, that is, the piece of paper that scratched himself, and Ciri slowly spread out the paper that was crumpled by Phil.

The ink on the paper was found to be fresh!! But if you look at this place, there is a thick layer of dust everywhere, and it stands to reason that the handwriting will fade and fade over time, but why does it still look so new? Phil watched Ciri staring at the piece of paper in a daze, and without saying a word, he said casually: "I can't believe it, such a crumpled piece of paper, since it will also scratch you." Phil picked up the paper from the table, put it in front of the candlelight, looked carefully, and found that there was a layer of raw edges on the edge of the paper, which was supposed not to scratch his hand, Phil's gaze looked around, the roof, the beam, and finally, fell on the table.

"This used to be on the bar, maybe there's some clue somewhere, I'll go over and take a look." Phil stood up and walked towards the bar, and Ciri followed closely, and by candlelight, there were three ink bottles on the table of the bar, two of which had lids, one of which was open, and a blue quill in it.

"This stack of paper was deliberately placed on it, you see, if the stack of paper has always been here, then, where the paper is, it is absolutely clean, but now there is a layer of dust on the table, which looks very thin, which can be concluded that it was placed later, and then there is a layer of ash on the floor paper." Phil looked at a large piece of the table, and Ciri suddenly found that Phil was also quite attentive and a little nervous. "Ah, that's right, but when I first came in, I didn't touch the dust, yes." Ciri immediately walked over to the wall where she had lit the candle, and found that there was not a speck of dust on the wall of the candlestick.

So, here, people often come!!!

"No, you come back, let's go see the book, the bookcase where it is." Phil seemed to understand something all at once.

"Huh? What's wrong? You don't make a fuss, shout, okay? I'll go right over. Ciri was a little speechless about Phil's approach, but rushed over because now was not the time to lose his temper.

Ciridu went to the bookcase, looked up, stretched out his hand, and put it down again, because he couldn't reach it. "Come, you let me go, I'll take a look first, I don't think so." Phil really couldn't see it, "That's it, I'll hold you, you see." Phil looked at Ciri, who was just over her shoulder, a little lower. No, I'll just move a stool. Ciri immediately refused, Ciri found a stool, stepped on it, looked at the cabinet, looked carefully, and found a problem, the waist cover of the other books, there are traces of being touched, there is a very clear finger print, indicating that there are other people here.

At this time, the bell rang again............ At this time, there was a burst of footsteps, "Someone is coming?" Quick, hide. Ciri jumped off the stool, pulled Phil, and hid behind the cabinet.

I only heard someone talking very clearly.

"Strange, did you light a candle? It's really going to suffocate, has anyone been here? ”

"I don't know, it should be windy, maybe I forgot to blow out the candle when I left before, really, the paper was blown away by the wind."

"It looks like there shouldn't be anything, let's go back."

With another burst of footsteps, the voice fell, and silence was restored.

"Didn't you see anyone just now? There must be something in this room, what did you just find? Phil stood up and looked at Ciri, and then Phil suddenly saw a snort, laughed, and then said, "Haha, the hell knows what's going on, when I look at you, I always habitually lower my head, are you too short." Ciri felt strange when he heard this, took a deep breath, didn't look up, didn't raise his eyes, looked at eye level, and said angrily: "I suddenly found that this is also very good, at least the sky is falling, and you are tall on top, and it has nothing to do with us being short." With that, he walked over to the bar and looked at the table.

Phil felt a little blocked and embarrassed, and immediately chased after it, which inadvertently made a new discovery, and the ink bottle trace was pushed!

Could it be the two people who just came in?

"Okay, I'm not going to make a fuss, what did you just find? You look at the ink bottle on the table, it's the one with the pen, you look at the bottle, the bottom of the bottle is pushed. Phil pointed to the inkwell on the table and motioned for Ciri to look.

"That's right, the books in that row have been flipped, I paid close attention to the waist seal, there are very clear traces of being touched, something must have happened here." Ciri looked at the pile of borrowing records again.

Ciri flipped through some records, all of which were very common books, "The Castle of Otrando", "The Villa in the Nursery Rhyme", "The Black Castle", "The Moonlit Night in the Villa", these instructions were rarely heard in writing.

"Then let's just look like this, I want to find out all these books, maybe there are some new discoveries, the first thing that can be proved is that people have often come here, but why is the dust so thick, it should be because no one cleans it, but you look at it again, look at the location of the door, from the door to the bar, this distance is very clean, the dust is not so thick, and there must be people who come and go often, and the wall candle on the wall when I first came in, The candles don't have a lot of traces of dust either, so I think it's because people come often, and the candles are lit every day. Ciri slowly tapped on the table, making a clattering sound, slowly speaking her guess.

But at this time, he suddenly heard a commotion outside the door, and Ciri suddenly became nervous, and his expression was very serious, "Quick, put the paper in order, and hide it quickly." Ciri immediately straightened out the borrowing records and hid in the back.

Then the door was suddenly pushed open.

Someone's coming? Ciri squatted down slowly, because although some candles in the room were lit, it was still very bright, the light was not very dark, Ciri vaguely saw a shadow, there was a shadow, there was a shadow that proved to be a physical thing.

"Strange, the two of them should have come in. But why can't there be any trace? And then there are two things that you want to meddle in? In the village ahead, the old man still didn't believe they were dead, so the two of them were also rushing here. "The voice was familiar, it was in the pawnshop, the woman's, the voice was clean and clean, without the slightest emotion.

"It's imperative to find them first, if it's too late, I'm afraid it's too late, there are definitely things in this house, and it is not appropriate to stay for a long time, but there are many clues in this room, I think they have to take risks." The voice is from the man.

"It's made, it's coming, do you want us to hide it first?" The woman said to the man.

What's coming? What the hell is it, at this time, there was a sudden sound of iron chains, and with a burst of footsteps, slowly rushing here.

"Quick, extinguish the candle."