Joanne in the white sweater, Joanne in the hoodie, and Agumos were not the only ones.
Although the passageway was deserted, there were still pedestrians — those who had witnessed the incident looked at Agumos, who was lying on the ground, in shock.
Obviously, the newcomers did not know who Agumos was. They could not even see what the two women and one man looked like.
But when one of them suddenly attacked and the other fell to the ground, it made people want to know what had happened.
Seeing that there were pedestrians rushing over, the two Joans had different expressions on their faces. The Joan who attacked Agamos frowned and seemed rather irritated, while the Joan who wore a white sweater gritted his teeth, turned around, and ran back to where he came from.
Joanne in the hoodie snorted, but soon her expression changed slightly — because she found that the Eye of Horus ring on her finger had disappeared.
When did this happen … Was it when she was pinned to the ground and strangled?
Was the target actually the ring on her finger?
Joanne in the hoodie's eyes instantly turned cold. She took a step forward and caught up with the fleeing Joanne in the white sweater.
"Hey! Don't go!! "
The two pedestrians rushed over, but when they saw Agumos lying on the ground, they found that his abdomen was bleeding. They could not care less about catching up with the murderous woman and quickly called for help.
"Joanne …"
Agumos fell to the ground in pain and embarrassment. In his hazy vision, the two Joannes in front of him were running away, one in front of the other.
It was as if they were chasing something.
He had never seen Joanne like this. When she said that she wanted to destroy everything without any emotion, but called him "dear."
It was as if he had lost everything, and his body was just an empty shell … It was just a moving, rotting corpse.
In a trance, Agamos slowly closed his eyes. He could no longer hear the shouts of the people around him, and his vision slowly narrowed. In the end, he only saw the back of Qiao An, who was walking away until she disappeared … She seemed to be chasing after something.
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"The body is missing?"
The head of the Criminal Police Brigade who had just arrived was very surprised. He was listening to a ridiculous report — there was actually a follow-up to the disappearance of the victim's body in the bathroom.
When the forensic doctor came back after searching for clues, he found that the bloodstains that should have been left next to the corpse had disappeared.
The blood stains were not erased, because the forensic doctor had already used an ultraviolet light to examine the blood stains — the blood stains had indeed disappeared!
Han Bingjiang hadn't woken up yet, but the victim's body and blood had disappeared without a trace … If even the body couldn't be found, then how could Han Bingjiang be convicted?
Due to the disappearance of the corpse, the case instantly fell into a deadlock and there was no progress.
"Who is that? Is it Qiao An? Hasn't she appeared yet? "The head of the Criminal Police Brigade asked helplessly.
Han Bingjiang had mentioned Qiao An several times during the interrogation, so the police decided to broadcast the search for Qiao An over and over again.
It might not be useful, but at least it would alarm people … If the case really had something to do with this female star, there should be some clues.
"Qiao An didn't appear, but we just received a report of a malicious injury in Area C. A foreign young man was stabbed in the stomach with a sharp weapon, and the weapon was … a fork used for Western food!"
"A fork!" The captain was shocked.
According to the report, the weapon used by the corpse in the bathroom was likely to be a Western food fork. At that time, Han Bingjiang was arrested because the fork was broken when he was leaving with his blood-stained clothes.
"Fork, body … blood …" The captain suddenly frowned, "Go and see if the blood on the clothes used by Han Bingjiang to wrap the weapon is still there!"
"Ah?" The team members were stunned, but under the fierce eyes of the captain, they quickly did as he said.
The team member quickly walked out. Not long after, the team member hurriedly came back with a sealed bag. With a panicked expression, he said, "Captain … the bloodstains on the clothes, are, are gone!"
"What happened?"
At this moment, the captain couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise. This was because he had seen this piece of clothing before he arrived, and it was indeed stained with blood.
He could not believe his own eyes, because the eyes were always wrong — but what if everyone's eyes were wrong?
"It's so weird …" He muttered to himself, and suddenly said, "Who … who attacked the foreign young man just now? Hurry up and catch this person! I have a feeling that the answer may be on this person! Move! Move! "
"Yes!"
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Song Haoran walked casually in the airport with Song Ying.
Song Haoran always had a smile on his face, so Song Ying didn't feel nervous at all — this made Song Ying feel that Song Haoran was somewhat similar to Luoqiu.
It seemed that he was always anxious — although he knew he had this problem, he couldn't change it no matter what.
Sometimes it really made people envious, but sometimes it also made people anxious.
"By the way, what's the name of that child?" Song Haoran suddenly stopped and asked Song Ying.
"You mean Paul?" Song Ying answered subconsciously.
Song Haoran nodded, and then turned around instantly, walking to the stairs leading to the smoking room. Song Ying helplessly followed, but found that Song Haoran came to a place selling cigarettes next to the smoking room.
Song Haoran was now twisting the lock of a door behind the cigarette counter — but in a flash, Song Haoran directly broke the lock and opened the door.
"Is it this?" Song Haoran pointed to the small room used to store sundries and cigarettes.
"Why is it here …" Song Ying was stunned.
Because in this small room, she saw the child named Paul. Paul was wrapped in a long black trench coat at this time.
This should be the one worn by Joan who took Paul away in front of them — at the same time, there was another woman in uniform in this small room.
She was probably the employee who sold cigarettes here. After being knocked out, she was also placed in this place.
"It seems that this matter is not so simple?" Song Haoran narrowed his eyes and stared at Paul for a while, "The schoolbag is also here."
"So, Luoqiu has seen Paul?" Song Ying was stunned, frowning, "He has contacted Joan in black?"
"Maybe." Song Haoran nodded, then suddenly squatted down and opened Paul's schoolbag.
"Hey, don't rummage through other people's things, it's immoral!" Song Ying frowned.
Song Haoran tempted, "There may be clues, don't you want to know why there are two Joan's?"
Song Ying emmmm.
But Song Haoran had already started to rummage through the things in the schoolbag — it was just some very simple things, a sketchbook, a crayon bag, a small bag of soft candy and some miscellaneous items, nothing worth studying.
Song Ying had seen this sketchbook before. Paul took it out and drew it when he was in the guardhouse.
Luoqiu picked it up and looked through it once, but Song Ying didn't pay much attention to it at that time. At this time, Song Haoran also started to rummage through it casually, so he began to put the things back into Paul's schoolbag.
"This child … what's the matter?" Song Haoran was surprised at this time.
"What's the matter?" Song Ying asked curiously.
Song Haoran turned one page of the sketchbook and put it in front of Song Ying.
The painting was very simple, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was crude. However, when one carefully looked at the painting, they could not help but feel a chill run down their spine.
In a black room with lines, a woman was holding a knife in her hand, and another woman was lying on the ground … On the ground, there was a lot of color with red crayons.
The color of blood!
"This child … how can he draw this kind of drawing …" Song Ying opened her mouth slightly in surprise.
"It's easy for children to write down what they see."
Song Haoran said indifferently, "We always feel that children are easy to forget things. But it turns out that children can remember more things than adults, even things that they remember for a lifetime. "
"Then … then this, is this how he killed someone?" Song Ying couldn't believe it.
"Things seem to be getting very interesting." Song Haoran smiled at this time, looking at the sleeping Paul, seemingly thinking of something.
Suddenly, Song Haoran picked up Paul and said to Song Ying, "Come, let's hide first. Maybe there will be a good show later … Since we hid him here, he should be back soon."
"Ah? Wait … "
Seeing that Song Haoran had begun to hide with Paul in his arms, Song Ying could only quickly carry her schoolbag, then closed the door of the storage room, and then sighed and followed.
How should I put it … Being by Song Haoran's side is never boring.
But he liked to seek death, which was really tiring … Speaking of which, how did he find out that Paul was hidden inside?
The two quickly hid — in fact, they were in the rest area outside the stairs, pretending to be sleeping passengers.
Of course, they held Paul and covered him with clothes at the same time.
"Is this useful?" Song Ying frowned and asked … This guy seemed to have forgotten the purpose of coming out.
Didn't he say he was looking for Luoqiu?
"Aren't they here?" Song Haoran suddenly made a gesture of silence, and turned his head slightly, looking back.
"Joan … two!"
The two Joan Annes, one in front and one behind, were chasing each other at this time.
The one in front was wearing a white sweater, and the one behind was wearing a sweater — they were chasing each other very eagerly. Joan Annes, wearing a white sweater, went directly to the stairs leading to the smoking room at this time.
"It seems that a good show is about to start!" Song Haoran's mouth smacked.
"Oh, what time is it now? How can you still have the mood to eat … What are you eating?"
"Jelly candy, just found in the schoolbag. Do you want to eat it? It tastes good. "Song Haoran opened his palm at this time.
"You even snatched the snacks of a child! That's unbelievable! " Song Ying rolled her eyes, stood up, and walked to the stairs. She wanted to see what was going on with these two Joan Annes.
Song Haoran shrugged, and carried Paul, then glanced at the jelly candy in his hand, "When did this brand come out with this flavor, why didn't I know before?"
Song Haoran glanced at the production date curiously.
July 11, 2025.
“2025？”
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"Thank you."
Joan Annes suddenly said.
So Luoqiu stopped, and looked at her with a curious expression.
Joan Annes quickly said, "But you saved me, and I didn't thank you properly, it was a bit rude of me."
"What kind of life do actors have?" Luoqiu suddenly asked.
Joan Annes was surprised by this question, and after a while, she smiled bitterly, "This is not a very good job. Some people love it, some people already hate it but still insist on it. Actually, they are just holding on with difficulty. To be honest, who will remember you decades later? "
"That's true," Luoqiu nodded and continued, "Then let's go, there is not much time left."
Luoqiu suddenly pointed in a direction, which was not the location mentioned in the broadcast. Joan Annes frowned and asked subconsciously, "Not much time left … what do you mean?"
"The time left for you." Luoqiu thought for a moment, then said, "Or, the time left for you people is not much … at least, that's what I understand, for now."
"I … I don't quite understand what you are talking about." Joan Annes looked at Luoqiu – she had always felt that this young man was very strange, and at this moment, she slightly lowered her guard.
"Do you believe that everyone is unique?" Luoqiu suddenly asked.
Joan Annes just stared at him blankly.
"Everyone is unique, at least in the same space-time." Luoqiu said slowly, "That's why you won't see another you, and because of that, the space-time will become stable. This is a very complicated theory, but you can also see it as a kind of stability. Each of us is a gear of this world, which gears stop working, which gears need to be replaced, and which ones need to be repaired. These are all things decided by the world itself. Only when order is not in chaos, the whole world will turn normally, just like a clock. However, if there was a non-existent gear in this tight clock, it would break this stability. What do you think the clock will become? "
"I … I don't quite understand what you are talking about."
"Haven't you noticed it yet, yourself?" Luoqiu said softly, "Your hand."
"Hand …" Joan Annes subconsciously raised her arm, "My hand!"
At this moment, what frightened her the most was that her palm was actually fading away, as if it had gone through a process of transparency. She could already see the ground through her palm.
"It will be erased." Luoqiu said seriously, "You can see it as a self-protection mechanism … It will erase these parts that don't belong here, and try not to leave any trace, so as to ensure the independence of each part, so that order will be restored and time will continue to move forward … Do you understand?"
"I … I will disappear … What do you mean?" Looking at her faded palm, she suddenly stretched out her hand to grab Luo Qiu in horror.
However … she couldn't grab Luoqiu's arm.
Her palm directly passed through Luoqiu's arm.
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