Caroline begins to doubt her own reasoning – she has never believed in herself, since reasoning has always been her weakness.

But out of some complicated feelings, she still came to the door.

Xie Lun's family conditions are not good, the place where he lives belongs to the local slum, the surrounding environment is very dirty, the garbage has not been treated for an unknown amount of time, and the sewage at the door is cross-flowing.

Most of the people who live here are bankrupts, female technicians, refugees, drug addicts, homeless people, and criminals.

It's hard to imagine that there was such a place in the superficially powerful and glamorous Nishizawa Empire. But just as where there is light, there is darkness, where there is wealth, there is poverty, and if someone stands at the top of the pyramid, someone will inevitably be trampled into the dust.

When Caroline walked in, she was also met by a lewd uncle and a sloppy little rascal blocking the way, but the former was kicked by her, and the latter was slapped out of half of her mouth - she didn't have a spew of fire to be merciful.

Stepping over the sewage on the ground, Caroline stood at Sherron's door and knocked politely.

No response.

After waiting for a moment, Caroline raised her hand and knocked on the door again, this time with a little more force.

The leaky wooden door was actually hidden, and when she knocked on it, it opened on its own.

There were no living people inside.

There was only one corpse.

Caroline took two steps back, not stopping until her back touched the slippery wall.

Calming down, Caroline looked into the room again.

Corpse...... Not Schellen's, but a middle-aged woman's, Sherron's mother.

It was a small room of only five or six square meters, with only a dirty bed, an empty wheelchair, and some miscellaneous items piled on the floor.

The corpse fell against the edge of the bed, in a sitting position, its head tilted, its throat slitted by a sharp weapon, and blood sprayed all over the bed, and the scene was very bloody.

The smell of musty, blood, and corpses that have not been seen in the sun all year round in the house is disgusting, but when you get out of this door, it is covered by the sour smell of the garbage mountain not far away.

The neighbors were still busy with their own work, some beating their clothes wet with sticks, some picking edible vegetable leaves from a basket of rotten leaves, completely oblivious to the death of someone here.

Caroline only found it sarcastic.

It may have been two or three days since the body died, but no one around had found it, but she, an outsider, had found it first.

Having made up her mind, Caroline did something that a wanted criminal shouldn't do - call the police.

"Hey, the police department? I found a body at the address of ...... Come here! I? I'm just a passerby, don't ask, goodbye. ”

Hanging up the phone, Caroline put the phone in her pocket and looked up at the female corpse in the room.

After all, she was a transcendent who had dealt with pollutants, and although she was taken aback at this moment, she was not afraid of a dead body.

Caroline saw a black notebook on the corpse's body.

She stepped forward and picked up her notebook.

It's a blood-stained diary.

Sheron Sen's diary.

Caroline hesitated and took it away.

The police will be there later.

She didn't want to meet Sliver.

But she didn't go far, but found a place where she could see the scene of the murder from afar.

While waiting, Caroline opened her diary.

……

Sunny September 8

Today is the first day of school.

I was actually amazed that I was able to go to college.

The meals in the cafeteria are delicious and cheap, only five pieces for a fried chicken thigh.

I haven't eaten chicken thighs in a long time, so I couldn't resist buying one.

It was cloudy on 14 October

The teacher is very nice.

The courses and exams were not difficult for me.

Rain on November 1

The school arranged a work-study program for me, and my living expenses were basically fine.

I also have to save up for the next semester's tuition.

If you can, send a little more to home. I want to buy a new dress for my mom.

November 12 was fine

I'm doing well.

The only bad thing is that I heard that they are looking for us again.

We've moved nineteen times in ten years, living like sewer rats, and we still haven't been able to get rid of them.

Maybe I shouldn't have complained.

I'm sorry.

Rain on December 1

They found me.

I can't stand up anymore.

It was sunny on December 3

My classmates came to see me.

Actually, it's not necessary, we don't know each other well.

Heavy rain on December 12

I've calmed down and don't blame anyone.

I can't escape, I know that no matter where I flee, I can't. Even if someone is beaten to death, I can't complain, I can't blame anyone.

I was the son of a murderer, and my father killed their son and then ran away.

For ten years, the police didn't catch my father.

I don't know where the murderer is.

But they thought I knew, or they thought my father would show up if they crippled me—but they miscalculated, and my father never showed up.

He didn't know about it, and he never contacted us after he ran away.

But I don't blame them, I owe them that.

Claiming it was a car accident, I don't want too many people to know about it. Don't pity me, pity me, really. In fact, I also want to be an ordinary person and live seriously.

I chose to drop out.

Sunny December 13

Mom cried all night.

The teacher also advised me to continue studying, but why bother?

I'm already a wreck.

They don't want to see me happy, they just want to see me miserable.

So be it.

……

Snow on December 12

This is my thirteenth year out of the nightmare and the third year since I dropped out of school.

I don't want to run away, I can't.

Sometimes they would come and see that I wasn't dead and that I was having a bad time, and they were happy.

But my father never came back, which disappointed them.

Snow on December 25

I made some money by helping people settle accounts, but I was robbed on the way back.

They pushed me out of my wheelchair and my leg looked like I had broken my leg, but it didn't hurt.

I tried to get my wheelchair back, but I couldn't climb up. Fortunately, a kind person passing by helped me, thank you.

The armrest of the wheelchair broke a corner, and I felt a little distressed.

By the way, it's Christmas.

Snow on December 26

My calf really broke.

There was a large swelling in the center of my calf, and I could bend it over, but I still didn't feel any pain.

I lied to my mother that I was bitten by a bug, but she seemed to know and secretly cried behind my back.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Snow on January 13

I helped my neighbor fix the computer, and I didn't ask for any payment, but I just asked him to lend me the computer.

I logged on to the campus network, and my account was still there. If I were still studying, I should be able to see the results of the final exam, but now there is nothing.

By the way, the campus network seems to be poisoned, and a terrifying video pops up when it is opened.

When I saw those monsters pounce, I had a splitting headache, and it took me a while to recover.

I don't know if it's my delusion, but I feel like my broken leg hurts a little.