"That's all we can do tonight." Zhao Youtang took out the dagger again and wiped it back and forth in his hand, "Let's see if we can find any clues tomorrow morning and try to get back with them as soon as possible."

Liang Cheng nodded silently. Why was he so eager to see those guys again? Maybe this is the feeling of home. By the light of the campfire, Liang Cheng took out the old notebook he picked up in the tent and patted it.

The dust on the bed began to turn up.

This is a diary. The elegant handwriting on the diary records the trivial details of every day's life. It can be seen that the owner of the diary is a girl. The earliest entry in the diary was in March of this year. The following words were written eloquently under the diary.

A large piece of thoughts, then scroll down, and a dozen pages in the middle of the diary are torn, leaving a jagged and jagged page. Scroll down again and you will reach June, and then on June 25th

Finish.

June 25th, that is, two days ago. Although I don't have the habit of reading other people's diaries, I still read it out of curiosity about what happened two days ago.

June 25, sunny.

This is my second day in the grassland, and I don’t have much food on me. Apart from chatting with other companions in the group every day, I have nothing to do.

In the morning, I heard that two more people in the team were missing. I was very scared. This forest has always been an indelible shadow in our hearts, but I have to face it every day.

I like to sing, but since I came here I haven't had the chance to sing again. We are like abandoned babies, struggling with our fate.

It's noon now. I heard that there were snakes near the tent. Two men in the group took action. I heard the sound of weapons. I heard that one was restrained and another one ran away. The snake looked like a python.

It's a very big one. Some people say that the two missing men have been eaten by pythons.

I don't know when I will die, and I don't want to die.

Then the diary came to an abrupt end, and Liang Cheng began to read forward with interest.

On June 24, cloudy weather turned to thunderstorm.

I felt that the weather was very bad this morning. It looked like it was going to rain. Last night I heard that a girl was kidnapped by a member of the team. That night I heard a loud noise. It was said that a boy sacrificed his life to save the girl from being kidnapped.

He was injured. The incident spread throughout the group.

It rained heavily at noon, so I stayed in my tent. In the morning, I asked about what happened last night. It seemed that the man was fine. The other man who held people hostage had already escaped. Will he come back and kill people again? I dare not

I thought about it. Oh my God! There was another weapon sound outside!

It's already night now, and the man did come back at noon. I heard he was injured and ran away again. It seems that two men went out to chase them, and they haven't come back yet. God bless us, and I hope everyone will be safe.

Safety.

Liang Cheng continued to turn forward and reached the day of the 20th.

June 20, sunny.

Today is the last day of the trip! I am very happy and excited! I really hope that I can completely forget that thing that upset me! I must start a new life again when I come back from the trip!

June 19, sunny.

It’s so sunny today, I had a lot of fun, and I’m going on a trip the day after tomorrow!

Liang Cheng began to flip forward randomly, and finally stopped at the place where the page was torn out.

The huge jagged page roots are shockingly sandwiched in this diary. The surrounding paper that was torn off is also wrinkled, and the writing is also watery, which is the mark left by tears when the paper was wet. It was torn off

It was impossible to know the contents of the pages he had gone to. Liang Cheng could only start reading from the side that was wet with tears.

April 25, cloudy.

My life has been completely messed up. In addition to the daily stress of work, the only thing left is the threatening phone calls that have been going on for a week.

I really don’t know who I’ve offended. I feel like I’m going crazy. It’s that man’s voice every day. He’s been harassing me every day for a week! A whole week! Every day I’m on guard against threatening phone calls.

There are all kinds of taboos, don’t go to the mall, don’t drive, don’t go to work, otherwise I will die! Who is he and why is he torturing me? I hate this kind of life, why don’t you just let me die.

I have never killed anyone, and I have always fulfilled my duties. Why does God torture me like this?

It has been four days since I called the police. The police have already investigated the matter. I hope it can be settled soon. I can't stand it anymore.

April 27, rain.

I received a notice from the police station today that the prisoner had been found and detained by the police. He told me not to worry anymore. They found a photo in the prisoner’s home and showed it to me. That was me.

There is a photo of a patient from several years ago. She was a little girl. She had been receiving medical treatment at my place, but then she left one day. I thought the patient’s family members had picked her up, so I didn’t care about her anymore. I never saw her again.

.Others were recorded and the confessions were taken away.

My spirit is about to collapse. I want to see a psychiatrist tomorrow. The life of fear ends at noon. I'd better tear up the previous diaries, I don't want to see them anymore.

Liang Cheng silently closed the diary. On the title page of the diary, there was a name written in elegant handwriting: "Li Lixin".

Zhao Youdeng sat cross-legged in front of the bonfire with his eyes closed, seeming to be concentrating on something. Liang Cheng didn't bother him much and lay down on the sheets. The night sky was covered with dark clouds and there were no stars or moon. Liang Cheng closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, it was half past six in the morning. Zhao Youtan was still meditating on the same spot. The bonfire had been extinguished, and Liang Cheng stumbled to his feet. Zhao Youtan let out a long sigh and opened his eyes.

"You've been sitting here all night, you're so awesome," Liang Cheng said.

He stretched his body and got up after a while: "I used to do this a lot, I'm used to it."

"What do you usually think about when you meditate?" Liang Cheng asked him with a smile.

"Understand the secret of martial arts." He replied, "I have learned many moves myself."

"Then you must have been a martial arts master before?"

"No." Zhao Youmo replied.

"Let's check the surroundings again." Zhao Youtang looked at Liang Cheng and said.

Liang Cheng nodded, and began to inspect the surroundings of the camp with Zhao Youtang again. When Liang Cheng stepped into Chu Pingqiu's tent, inconspicuous pieces of paper caught my attention. They were about the size of a palm.

The piece of paper seemed to have been hastily torn off and thrown on the ground. On it was a large inverted triangle drawn with a black gel pen, with a capital "S" written in the middle, and on the top of the triangle directly below the "S"

There is an asterisk drawn on the corner.

Liang Cheng handed the piece of paper to Zhao Youtan, who took it and frowned as he stared at the pattern on the paper.

"Chu Pingqiu must be trying to tell us something." I looked at the piece of paper and said, "The 'S' in the inverted triangle can easily remind people of Superman. The 'S' on Superman's chest represents hope. Could it be that

Is it Chu Pingqiu who is telling us to reassure us?"

Zhao Youdeng shook his head: "Chu Pingqiu must have guessed that we can know that they are still alive. It is impossible for him to leave such worthless information."
Chapter completed!