"...Xiaoyu, I believe in you."

Zhang Shun's words made Xiaoyu's body shake suddenly, her breathing gradually calmed down, and her expression became peaceful and peaceful. The heavy rain became smaller in an instant, just like someone pressed the switch; the lightning monster in the clouds stopped roaring, and disappeared completely after a few flashes; the clouds no longer rolled, gradually thinning, and finally revealed the blue sky; the sunlight shot down in beams, and a rainbow spanning the entire city appeared, making this dull and dim illusion more dazzling.

Xiaoyu opened her eyes with a smile, her cute little face showed an extremely confident expression, and she said calmly: "Big brother, thank you, I will work hard to study the illusion, you must remember Xiaoyu!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the last drop of rain fell on her head, causing ripples in Xiaoyu's body, one after another, and then she disappeared in front of Zhang Shun like light smoke.

Zhang Shun looked up at the sky, and the rainbow gradually faded until it disappeared completely. Then the terrible sky collapsed and the illusion fell into darkness.

It was vaguely felt that someone was touching his arm, as if a blind Taoist was stealing a demon card. Zhang Shun said half-dream and half-awake: "Go and go, exchange your head."

The power of touching the arm was even greater. Zhang Shun reached out to protect the demon card. After covering his arm, he realized that the demon card should be on his wrist at this time. He opened a slit of his eyes and saw Yu Xiaoyao elbowing his arm with his elbow. The classmates around him probably heard the words "Take your head for exchange" and turned around and looked at them and smiled.

The teacher was still talking about Marxism-Leninism. The blackboard was full of words, the weather was still cool, and the wind in early autumn did have a hypnotic effect. Zhang Shun saw several classmates sleeping more than him.

The big guy stretched his waist and moved his neck, which was sore because he was tilting too hard, Zhang Shun smiled and nodded to the classmates who looked at him, and asked Yu Xiaoyao in a low voice: "What's the matter? What happened?"

Yu Xiaoyao was embarrassed by the classmates around her, and then kidnapped Zhang Shun again and said, "What can happen? You are sleeping and snoring."

Zhang Shun was hit by the elbow and covered his arm and whined in silence: "There is something wrong, otherwise why would my hand hurt so much?" He said and pulled open his sleeves.

Yu Xiaoyao took a deep breath and covered her mouth, but then she did not scream. Zhang Shun's arm was covered with wounds, blood was pouring on her sleeve, and the whole arm turned red.

Although she didn't scream, the noise she created still disturbed many people. Even the teacher on the podium stopped and stood on tiptoe to look here.

Zhang Shun was also secretly shocked, but now he had to overcome the crisis in front of him first. He thought about it and put down his sleeves. While glad that he bought black clothes, he stood up with his stomach covering his stomach and said loudly, "Teacher, I have a stomachache."

This sentence is in line with Yu Xiaoyao's movement of covering her mouth, which is really not ordinary. The teacher showed a sudden enlightenment and raised his hand to signal Zhang Shun to solve this big problem.

Zhang Shun bent over and ran to the classroom door with a giggle. The students sitting by the aisle all fell to the sides, as if there was something in Zhang Shun's crotch. Even the teacher who was far away from the door leaned back slightly.

Zhang Shun rushed into the bathroom and started rushing his hands. In fact, after he woke up, he felt the scorching pain on his arms. Yawning and stretching were just delaying the time, waiting for the classmates who were looking at him to turn around.

After the blood was cleaned, Zhang Shun found that it was not a scar, but a fingernail-sized character. After careful consideration of the size of the font, it would not be difficult to see clearly because of the swelling of the wound. Such ugly characters obviously would not come from someone else's handwriting.

He waited until the wounds on both hands stopped bleeding, and then put down his sleeves, covered his stomach and returned to the classroom, showing a grateful smile to the teacher.

Take out the notebook from the demon card and hand it to Yu Xiaoyao. Zhang Shun whispered: "I read it, you remember it."

Yu Xiaoyao nodded and spread her notebook on the table.

Incomplete illusion, the object solidifies and does not condense, the back door is suspected to be rain, the supernatural person is named Xiaoyu, five years old, yellow skirt, teddy bear, abducted, one to two years ago, the reason for the abducted was unknown, imprisoned in the basement, not violently abused, and is eager to find...

Keywords were recorded in the notebook one by one, and Yu Xiaoyao's face became increasingly ugly. She wanted to stop and ask several times, but Zhang Shun did not stop, so she had to continue writing, for fear of any mistakes.

After copying the words on both arms a whole page, Yu Xiaoyao carefully checked them again, then looked at Zhang Shun curiously.

Zhang Shun took the notebook over and said while looking: "I am indeed a genius child. I can come up with such a good way and record it in such a detailed way. How about it? Do you admire it?"

Yu Xiaoyao glared at him: "What's the point? It's the real thing to find a way to save Xiaoyu. What a poor little girl, she's only five years old..."

Zhang Shun smiled and said, "You are not very old, why is your mother's glory flooding? You must save it. The key is how to save it. I don't remember anything. She may not be still in Qingji. There is no continuation of this matter."

Yu Xiaoyao was not in the mood to joke, and snatched the notebook to read it, asking, "You really don't remember anything? Try to recall what she looks like and let the portrait expert draw it for you, so that there will be clues. At least you can contact her family. How anxious should her parents be!"

Zhang Shun smiled bitterly: "This is not something you can remember by hard work. What we see with our eyes will always exist in our minds, but the illusion is different. It is generated directly in our minds and cannot be recorded. Just like a dream, even if you are suddenly awakened while dreaming, you may not remember what you dreamed when you wake up, you only know that you have a dream."

Yu Xiaoyao glared at Zhang Shun again: "It's useless. I've left my laptop. I asked my dad and the others to help find it. As for you... before finding Xiaoyu, you should look at the words on your hand. If the injury is healed, then tickle it again. If it really doesn't work, I'll help you tattoo your hand."

Zhang Shun looked at Yu Xiaoyao in a daze, as if she had never seen her before, and suddenly asked in a stern tone: "Who are you? Where did you hide the real Yu Xiaoyao? Tell me honestly, otherwise you will serve the cucumber."

Yu Xiaoyao covered her mouth and chuckled, then raised her face and said, "No matter what, this matter must be resolved as soon as possible. If it is too late, Xiaoyu may be in danger."

"I know," Zhang Shun sighed and said, "Since the boss has given the order, the younger one will definitely do it as soon as possible."

As soon as the words finished, the bell rang for the end of get out of class. The Marxist-Leninist teacher was not as old-fashioned as everyone imagined. He left the sentence "People who had a stomachache just now, please go to the school medical room as soon as possible", and then left with satisfaction at the center of the students' laughter.

Neither Zhang Shun nor Yu Xiaoyao had any time to listen to the remaining classes. When they were in the classroom, Si Xu flew to the basement where they were. As soon as the last class ended, the two left the classroom and walked to the school gate.

"Why don't you want a car? Dad wanted to ask you to get one, but you refused. Are you good at driving skills? Why don't you?" After hearing that you had to take the bus and walk back to the inn today, Yu Xiaoyao walked next to Zhang Shun with her hands behind her back and said a little aggrieved.

Zhang Shun smiled and said, "It's a bit like a young lady. It's more romantic to take a walk? As for not having a car... I naturally have my reasons. Cars are just an iron coffin. Do you still remember Liu Jun? If we stay in the car, if we meet him, we will definitely not be able to get out. He is dead, but maybe some 'control' abilities will come out again. They can easily lock us in the car and get rid of them. As for motorcycles, they are not good at speed and are not safe. They will either fall to death or hit them. The best thing for us is a bicycle. They have good mobility and can go anywhere. If your feet are strong enough, the speed is not slow. You have a lot of flesh on your butt, which is equivalent to bringing your own shock absorber. If it really doesn't work, let's install a child seat."

"You have more meat on your butt!" Yu Xiaoyao shouted. The word "more meat" is an absolute forbidden area for women, and those who touch it will be in danger.

Zhang Shun asked with a wretched smile: "How did you know? Have you seen it too?"

The word "典" made Yu Xiaoyao's face turn red in an instant, and also made Zhang Shun's nasal cavity become hot again. It's too long since he was venting fire and had no money on his body. It's really uncomfortable...

"If you want to get a car, let your dad help me get a bicycle. If you want a car, the quality is very good. There must be a solid frame behind you, otherwise you can only sit in the pole in front, which is in my arms." Zhang Shun decided to change the topic and let the erotic scenes of the morning stay in his mind, he would have a nosebleed again.

"I will definitely find it, hum! Don't sit in your arms." Yu Xiaoyao was still angry, made a face at Zhang Shun, took out her cell phone and started calling.

Zhang Shun also took out his cell phone and dialed the number he was most familiar with: "Officer Xiao... No, don't be excited... Xiao Ting is okay?... That's fine, I want to ask if you can give me a copy of all the missing children in Qingji City in the past two years. The more detailed the better, you need a photo... Uh, those under five or over two years old, so the number will not be too large, right?... OK, no hurry, but please do it as soon as possible... OK, thank you, this is my mobile phone number. If you have any questions, you can call me directly... Well, goodbye."

"Huh? Didn't you say it's impossible to remember Xiaoyu's appearance?" Yu Xiaoyao waited for Zhang Shun to hang up the phone, came over and asked curiously.

Zhang Shun nodded: "It is indeed impossible to remember, but I can remember the missing children in reality. When I see her in the next time - if there is another time - I will know who she is, and then bring it to reality by engraving. This method is a little passive, but I can't find any other way at the moment."

Yu Xiaoyao patted Zhang Shun on the shoulder: "I didn't expect that you are a little clever sometimes."

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