"Crash!"

Mo Yu opened the desk drawer and shaking up choking dust, making him cover his nose.

After the dust dissipated, he used a knife to flip the things in the drawer, and a complete black leather notebook entered his sight.

Mo Yu took out the notebook and found that it was a password notebook with a three-digit password lock on the belt buckle.

Generally speaking, this kind of password notebook records the privacy of its owner, and it is not easy for outsiders to peek unless the owner agrees.

Mo Yu glanced at the skeleton that was almost completely dismantled. Well, the owner of the notebook didn't say anything, that was to be accustomed to me that I could watch it.

What is the use of intelligence to unlock password locks? That's too tiring. Simplicity and rudeness are the king.

He put the notebook on the desktop, raised the kitchen knife and cut off the belt directly. Although this would damage the notebook, no one cared about it here.

The room is sealed, the notebook is placed in the drawer, and the room is not damp, so it is not moldy.

Mo Yu opened the notebook curiously, and when he saw the first page, he showed a dull Yan Yi expression.

All in English! His English level is limited to knowing yes and no, and good. In his eyes, this series of English is no different from Martian, because he can't understand it.

"Old Zhang, come and translate this, I have been sunk." Mo Yu closed the notebook with a headache and took it to Zhang Lingxi, fortunately his friends could understand it.

"Lampbook?" Zhang Lingxi opened it and looked at it, and then read it out: "On March 16th, today is the day for me to get married with Danilo Cocaro. I was very excited and didn't sleep well all night..."

Mo Yu: "Don't think of these useless things. Check if there is any information we need."

"good."

Zhang Lingxi turned over page by page. The notebook was quite thick. He stopped after turning about halfway.

"On November 25, the weather was overcast. I heard that a highly infectious infectious disease appeared in the city, but people did not take it seriously and still had no precautions to move outside."

"On November 26, the weather was cloudy. I saw the neighbor opposite the door being forced to be arrested by the police in the middle of the night, and all my family were taken away. Although it was later reported that Sam Barnes was infected with an infectious disease and was taken to treat, I always felt very strange. I was considering whether to discuss with my husband about temporarily closing down and resting."

"On November 27, after returning from the store, I decided to discuss the closure with my husband about the closure. But he felt that there was no need to do so, and in the end I was convinced by him."

"Wow~Wow~"

Zhang Lingxi stopped here and turned over several pages in a row: "It's all daily trivial matters, oh, there's it."

"On December 5th, the weather was sunny. Today, my husband and I were having a picnic in the park. We saw the police officers conducting arrests and explained to passers-by that it was a thief, but I think they were lying. I know the thief they mentioned. He is an employee of the South Street Auto Repair Store. Our car is maintained there."

"On December 11th, the weather is sunny, and there are so many things happening this year. I heard that a lunatic murderer was there in the Commercial Plaza. May the Lord bless you and stay away from my family."

"On December 15th, the weather was cloudy. Recently, the weather has become more and more rainy, which has made my appetite worse. But today the steak of three-minute cooked rice is delicious, which has restored my depression. My husband was surprised that I would eat 3-minute cooked rice because I used to eat 7-minute cooked rice, and I don't know why I wanted to eat 3-minute cooked rice."

"Hey, Lao Zhang, there is no need for this kind of daily life..."

"Wait!" Zhang Lingxi suddenly interrupted Mo Yu's words and browsed the next few diaries with a serious expression.

"On December 16th, I still wanted to eat steak today, but it was still three-quarters cooked. I found myself obsessed with this taste."

"On December 17th, my husband complained that the steak was still for lunch today. I don't know why. I couldn't seem to resist the taste of the three-point cooked steak. I never thought it would be so delicious before. At dinner, because of my husband's mandatory request, it was replaced with fried chicken and rice."

"On December 19th, the weather was cloudy. Today I did something strange. When I was preparing to fry the pork chop, I suddenly wanted to take a bite of the pork chop. The idea became stronger and stronger. Finally, I couldn't control myself and picked up the pork chop and bit it. When I came to my senses, the pork chop had been bitten by me several times. I must be crazy! How could I think of eating pork chop! I hope my stomach is fine."

"On December 21, I felt it was time for me to see a doctor. Recently, when I saw raw meat, I always wanted to eat it without control."

"On December 22, the doctor said I was very healthy and prescribed me some medicine to calm my nerves and kept me sleeping enough."

"On December 26th, I felt like I was going crazy. My mind was full of wanting to eat meat, no matter what kind of meat it is! I really want to eat!"

Hearing this, Mo Yu became serious, and something was getting worse and worse.

This is really a diary? Why does it feel like a horror story, and the plot gradually climaxes.

"On December 27th, when I went to bed last night, I unknowingly bit my husband's arm. His arms were covered in blood, and taking medicine was useless. I felt that I had to go to the hospital again."

After reading this, Zhang Lingxi stopped, flipped back, and closed the notebook.

"Not?"

"It's gone."

Mo Yu suddenly felt a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat. The story was about to come to an exciting part, but he actually pinched it? It was so hard that it was too difficult for me to get it up and down. Do you know how uncomfortable it was!

Out of context dog!

"She must have had a problem, infectious disease, forced arrest, madman killing people, eating raw meat..."

These messy clues were pieced together in Zhang Lingxi's mind, and he linked them and proposed hypotheses.

This infectious disease will patients have a strong urge to eat raw meat after being infected. The murderous madman is also an infected person. He fell into a state of losing his mind because he did not eat raw meat.

The basis is that the diary owner bit his husband in his sleep because he didn't eat raw meat.

"Huh!"

Zhang Lingxi suddenly realized that it seemed that this assumption could explain why a couple fought with each other.

Is this city abandoned because of this infectious disease?

"Old Zhang, see what I found."

Mo Yu took out two coats from the closet and raised them happily: "There are actually clothes that are not moldy, and our quilts are covered."

Zhang Lingxi: "Ms. Jackets, it's not moldy for so long. They should be made of chemical fiber fabric."

"No matter what it is made of, it can keep warm. There are still a few items for men here, and we will move them back later."

Mo Yu took out all the clean-looking coats. Although it was unlucky to wear dead clothes, at this time, it would be enough to not die. I will talk about it later if it is auspicious or not.

"Also, we have brought the things, at least you can spell the bones back for the owner OK?"
Chapter completed!