With a hint of solemnity, Wang Ye put the photo away.
The director of the orphanage is actually an old woman from my neighbor's house?
And judging from the photos, Zhang Xiao and Mao Yongan seem to have grown up with him since childhood.
It's just unclear whether Mao Yongan will still have some impression.
Whose arm does it accidentally shine into in the photo, and who is the person hiding at the door?
Why he was hiding in the dark to observe himself, and why the old woman didn't notice him even with her terrifying strength, was particularly strange.
Why did the old woman adopt herself and Mao Yongan and the others, and why did she throw herself and others into the crowd to hide their identities a few years later?
Of course, all this must be based on the fact that the records in this photo are true.
Including this photo, there is a person hidden!
who is it...
Taking pictures!
In short, the amount of information brought to him in the photo was so great that it was difficult for Wang Ye to doubt its authenticity.
Could it be that I was the one at fault?
Wang Ye subconsciously glanced at the scar with the word 'heavy' on his arm and became a little silent.
After carefully putting away these documents and photos, Wang Ye exited the darkroom and searched for a moment in the room where the old woman once lived. After confirming that there were no other clues, he turned and left.
Looking at the unfamiliar yard in front of him, Wang Ye walked around casually.
In the corner, a broken wooden horse was discarded carelessly. The dust was washed away by the rain and was covered with mud.
Wang Ye squatted down, gently stroked the wooden horse, closed his eyes and tried to remember, but unfortunately... everything went blank.
If I really grew up in an orphanage, which room would be my own?
Wang Ye stood up, opened the door of a bedroom casually, and walked in.
There are some dolls placed everywhere in the room, and the walls are thoughtfully painted pink.
Like a girl's living environment.
On the bed, a doll's eyes were gouged out, its chest seemed to have been neatly sliced open with a knife, and the cotton wool inside was hollowed out.
The doll next to him is missing an arm and has been spliced to the body of other dolls.
...
Not surprisingly, it should be Zhang Xiao's room.
Sure enough, I grew up looking at old age.
Zhang Xiao was a lunatic when she was a child. It is obvious from the doll that she was playing some experimental games!
Eyes missing, belly open...
So, those ghosts were also inspired by Zhang Xiao's toys and transformed into that way.
Wang Ye suddenly realized something.
On the walls of the room, there were some numbers written in red paint, which seemed illogical. It could be seen from the crooked handwriting that the person who wrote them should be a child.
The whole room was made somewhat spooky by Zhang Xiao's play. It didn't look like a child's bedroom at all, but more like a ghost's amusement park.
No wonder this woman was able to study so many weird things when she grew up.
Wang Ye complained.
At this time, he suddenly found a notebook abandoned in the corner of the bed.
Wang Ye picked it out curiously and looked through it casually.
'July 24, sunny. '
'Today grandma said that people will get old, sick and die because their organs will age. So if we keep replacing organs, will we still die? '
'headache. '
…
'July 25, sunny'
'The experiment failed. I replaced the little rabbit with a heart, but during the process, it died. '
'How can we replace organs without affecting our lives? '
'What kind of existence is the human mind? Does it subconsciously think that it is dead? '
'Does the body control the spirit, or does the spirit control the body? '
'If I catch a cold, my mind keeps telling myself that I don't have a cold, will my body still feel uncomfortable? You can try it out tomorrow. '
'Little Rabbit has been with me for a year, and I feel a little distressed. '
'headache. '
…
'July 26, overcast'
'The roasted rabbit tastes better than the boiled one, but it's a bit salty. '
'Last night I secretly went to Mao Yongan's room to pour a basin of cold water on him because he had a cold. '
'I told him that the spirit can defeat the body. After he tried it, he called me a liar. Is there something wrong with the theory or is his mental strength too weak? '
'Perhaps I can go find that madman? '
'Forget it, madmen are too scary, I'll do it myself. '
'headache. '
…
'July 27, Rain'
'It's very uncomfortable to have a cold, and my head feels foggy. '
'headache. '
…
'September 28, sunny'
'The dean told us a mythical story, saying that after death, the soul will enter the underworld, walk on the Naihe Bridge, drink Mengpo soup, and be reincarnated. '
'But what kind of substance is the soul? '
'If the soul is extracted and separated from the body, is it equivalent to a different kind of eternal life? '
'headache. '
…
'November 3, snow'
"Teacher Lu is so old-fashioned. I just mentioned a theory of dismemberment and restoration." '
'No wonder I don't have a girlfriend in my forties. '
'headache. '
…
'October 1st, sunny'
"A strange man came to the courtyard today. He was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face clearly. He was talking to the dean about something unknown. '
'The director said that starting from today, the orphanage may be closed. '
'I can finally leave that madman, but I heard that dissecting people is against the law. What a pity. '
The diary ends here.
The amount of information in this diary is no less than that of the photo.
Teacher Lu, Lu Qing?
He once worked as a teacher in this orphanage? What's his purpose in doing this?
During Wang Ye's investigation and understanding during this period, Lu Qing's line of action was very strange, and it seemed that he had been completing some kind of plan.
His purpose in showing up at the orphanage must not be simple!
Is it for the old woman or for yourself?
Or Mao Yongan, Zhang Xiao?
However, according to the archives, Zhang Xiao was only five years old when he wrote this diary!
It’s hard to imagine that a five-year-old girl is thinking about such messy things!
Fortunately, this is the era of horror resurgence.
If it were a prosperous age, Wang Ye doubted whether it would directly create a being more terrifying than a ghost.
Moreover, there is a person mentioned all the time in the diary.
madman!
Who is this madman?
Won't...
Is it you?
Wang Ye was startled for a moment, because according to the elimination method, it seemed...
The only thing that didn't appear in the diary was myself.
In the eyes of Zhang Xiao, a madman, is he the madman?
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