Although no one will believe that...

"Is there any more?"

"Yes, but I don't know if it counts..." Li Dongze pondered for a moment before saying, "Does Lei Yibing have the habit of keeping a diary?"

"Which serious person keeps a diary these days."

"Hangcheng's colleagues found a diary in his dormitory. He didn't write a diary frequently, but before he disappeared, he wrote a diary the night before he sent you the character card."

"Where's his diary?"

"The diary is in his university dormitory. Colleagues from the Hangcheng branch checked it and found it worthless. However, at my request, they took a photo and I will send it to you now." Li Dongze said:

"If I remember correctly, tomorrow is the fourteenth day since you came out of the 'She Ling Tunnel'."

"Um!"

Tomorrow is the deadline, either enter the spiritual realm tonight, or enter the spiritual realm tomorrow.

"There will be a short buffer time when the spirit realm is opened. Remember to call me to report, or call Guan Ya."

"knew."

After the two finished talking, Zhang Yuan checked and opened the chat software, and received the compressed package from Li Dongze.

After decompression, he got more than thirty pictures.

Zhang Yuanqing was sitting at the desk, reading the diary. Brother Bing did not write his diary very often, sometimes on a weekly basis, sometimes on a monthly basis, and he wrote about trifles.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at it very seriously at first, and after confirming that the previous diary was worthless, he turned to the last picture directly.

"The second half of the year will be an internship. Time flies. Before I know it, I will bid farewell to my college career and enter the society. I dreamed back last night, thinking of my childhood in the alley with Yuanzi, and secretly reading banned books with him. The past where he cheated on my dad and his uncle's pocket money reminds me of the...games I played with him."

The content is very short, just a few sentences.

Zhang Yuanqing stared deeply at the phone screen, then leaned back in the chair suddenly, and closed his eyes.

Brother Bing really left me a clue!

.........

The next day, Zhang Yuanqing woke up at nine thirty in the morning.

"It seems that the time to enter the spiritual realm is today..."

He had breakfast, put on a mask and cap, and took a taxi to Lei Yibing's home.

The alley he lived in when he was a child is called Yinping Community. It was built half a century ago, and each residential building is mottled with time. The buildings are uniformly six-story, without elevators, and messy cables are wrapped around the walls. superior.

Zhang Yuanqing got out of the taxi and swept it casually. For more than ten years, except for the new paint on the outer wall, a guard box was added at the entrance of the community.

Nothing else has changed.

When he was in junior high school, there was talk of demolition in this area. Everyone waited and waited and waited. After waiting for almost ten years, the demolition team was nowhere to be seen.

Zhang Yuanqing crossed the road and bought a bag of loquats, a pineapple, and three Katemans from the fruit shop across the street.

Walking up the cramped corridor, he stopped in front of No. 402 and rang the doorbell. JrNovels.com