For the unknown dangers, the years are no less experienced than the years.

Step by step, Shi Sui walked to the front of the main house in front of him.

It is clear that this corner is full of traces of life, but somehow, Shi Sui just feels that he can't feel a trace of life here.

A few seconds later, Shi Sui knew the source of this subconscious.

The fishing village in the morning was already a little cold, and there was a chill on the back of the old age.

Until she stood in front of the living room and looked at the scene inside, Shi Sui only felt that the coolness behind her was infinitely magnified.

In the line of sight, the man was lying on the table in an extremely strange way, and next to the arm he placed on the table, there was a small bottle with an open lid.

From her childhood memories, she easily recognized it as a certain brand of herbicide.

Striding over, Shi Sui picked up the bottle, and after a few moments, she turned the man over, and the man in front of him was obviously out of breath.

After Shi Sui, Shi Nian followed closely.

Seeing this, Shi Nian frowned, "Can you still live?"

"I can't live, this pesticide next to him, because the medicinal properties were too fierce in the past, and even stopped production, he actually committed suicide by drinking this thing, it seems that Chen Yong is desperate."

The bottle was clearly not half warm, but it was clutched tightly at this time, and he only felt that his fingertips were hot.

Chen Yong's death is like a book of answers, telling her that the events of the year are not over.

The initiator of the year is still paying attention to Shi Sui's life, and this discovery makes Shi Sui's scalp a little numb.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the yard, and Shi Sui quickly turned around and walked out quickly.

"Who!"

The sharp female voice fell, and Shi Sui looked around and looked at the door.

Apart from the footprints of the people they had just entered, there was no sign of a third person.

"Boom—"

Just when he was wondering, the room next to him suddenly remembered the sound again.

This time, Shi Sui determined the source of the sound.

She turned her head to look to the side and walked over.

The room in front of me was not locked, but it couldn't be opened, so I thought it was locked inside.

"I'll come."

In his sight, after Shi Nian's voice fell, he took Shi Sui behind him with a big hand, he squinted his eyes, but in an instant, his long legs suddenly kicked forward with a strong wind, and the door in front of him was kicked open with a "bang"!

At the end of the line of sight, Shi Sui saw a woman.

No, it's not so much a woman as a monster.

For the man was sitting in the corner, beside him a broken chain.

She didn't know how long it had been since she had taken a clean shower, and her hair was tangled with countless dirt, and it seemed like she couldn't tear it apart.

This room is so ugly that you can even see animal droppings.

Shi Sui stared at each other, squinting slightly, as if he was sure of something.

In the next second, Shi Sui stepped forward and stretched out his hand without disgust, as if he wanted to see the woman's face clearly.

The strange hand struck, and the woman subconsciously fought back, but was easily subdued by Shi Sui's unmistakable accuracy.

The woman was forced to kneel facing the wall, her whole body pressed against the wall, her hands crossed in a posture, and she was tightly held by Shi Sui.

Brushing the woman's hair with one hand, Shi Sui exhaled with a trembling breath.

This is Chen Yong's assistant back then, the head nurse of the Central Hospital - Wang Min!

If it weren't for the fact that she had accepted Wang Min's favor many times back then, she was deeply impressed by the other party, and it was indeed not easy to recognize Wang Min's identity just by such a face in front of her.

She crouched down and tried to speak. "Wang Min?"

When Shi Sui's voice fell, the person in front of him had a muscle memory, but soon, Wang Min babbled and shouted.

Shi Sui couldn't hear what Wang Min was saying, so she spread the other party away, took a few steps back, and returned to Shi Nian's side.

"She's the nurse I'm looking for."

After saying this, Shi Sui's eyes were visibly much firmer.

"Since Wang Min and Chen Yong are hiding here, and even crazy, it can be 100% clear that there was something wrong with things back then."

"Perhaps...... Wang Min was able to provide me with a little bit of the truth back then."

Shi Nian listened to Shi Sui's words quietly on one side, waiting for the other party to close his mouth, and then Shi Nian looked Wang Min up and down.

Wang Min was obviously not locked up here for a day or two, not only did his limbs have a very obvious physiological symbolic deterioration, but his language system collapsed, and he couldn't communicate with people normally, so he could only scream like a monkey at this time.

Such people have been seen in years, those on the former islands, who have been thrown in with their tongues cut out, or who have been thrown in for many years, and have no companions.

Shi Nian asked, "Can she still speak?"

"As long as your tongue isn't cut out, you can speak." Shi Sui stood in place and looked at Wang Min quietly, with a dull fierceness between his eyebrows, "Even if your tongue is cut off, you can write, and if you are crazy, you will find a psychiatrist to guide you little by little, in short, I want a truth."

"Yes!"

Shi Nian took out his mobile phone and seemed to call someone.

"I've made contact, and our people will be here today."

Hearing this, Shi Sui nodded, took one last look at Wang Min, and turned to leave.

She re-entered the living room, looking at all kinds of small furniture inside, she walked very carefully, for fear that she would destroy the scene, and her eyes were also very careful, for fear of missing a little information.

After a few laps, I can probably determine the age of the time.

Chen Yong did not commit suicide, someone came two days in advance and let Chen Yong end his life in a form of suicide.

Most of the things here are meaningless, except for a diary in a drawer, which looks interesting, and has been carried away by Shi Sui in his bag.

Before leaving, Shi Sui Yu caught a glimpse of a small white box, she walked over and filled all the medicines inside, and then she and Shi Nian got into the car and left.

When he returned home, it was nearly evening.

She dismissed the maid in the living room and sat alone on the sofa, quietly drinking tea.

Soon after, the door to the living room was opened, and the wind came in.

The living room had been cleared, and Shi Sui motioned for Shi Nian to sit down.

She lifted her eyelids.

"All dealt with?"

"Taken care of."

Shi Nian said methodically, "I placed Wang Min in a small remote courtyard on the outskirts of the city, where our people guarded it. There is a psychologist who is already a well-known psychologist who received a phone call and heard your name, saying that he will be there within two days to give Wang Min psychological counseling."

"Hmm." Shi Shi said strictly, "It must be our people."

"Yes."

With a long breath, Shi Sui's eyes returned to the table.

The journal on it was blown open by the wind, revealing mottled yellowed handwriting and some traces of moisture regurgitation.