04. I tell you that Aoba Lingyi Office is very beautiful! (This is the reason why I am recently)
A chill ran through his body.
The gradual scrawling of the writing, and even the final scratching of the page by scribbling, show the mental state of the person who wrote the diary.
[Confused, you picked up the report. There might be some clues in it. 】
Transparent Bridge responded and picked up the report and opened it.
…
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Wow——
Mu Su landed on the last step.
The chandelier in his mouth shook, and the rusty joints creaked.
There are no longer stone steps under your feet, but soft gravel.
He heard the sound of the waves that echoed day and night and the unique smell of the seaside, which was hard to describe.
Mu Su, who was on the front steps, turned around and took a look. He appeared on a dark beach.
The sky is dark, there are no stars or anything else. It's like a child who is just learning to draw has filled the sky with a black paintbrush.
He should be unable to see anything, but Musu could see the entire beach at a glance, shrouded in pitch darkness.
This is strange.
There's another thing that's strange.
After discovering the silt, Mu Su went down thirty more steps, which is nearly 80 meters in height.
What is certain is that the tide will never rise there. Then the question arises, where does the moist silt from the deepest part of the sea come from.
Mu Su took off the oil lamp, wiped the saliva off the handle in disgust, and shook the soles of his feet that were numb from the shock.
The oil lamp should have been extinguished long ago, but it still kept a weak light illuminating the surroundings without seeing it fade away. Mu Su wondered if this was the legendary nuclear oil lamp.
He quickly shifted his attention and looked towards the seaside shrouded in darkness,
Tu suddenly discovered that there was a silhouette of a shadow standing on the beach a few hundred meters away.
It's a wooden house.
…
The police discovered the vicious incident a week later.
A villager from a nearby village called the police because his father had not returned from hunting in the mountains for a week. A mountain patrol team composed of the police and villagers searched the entire mountain and found the hut on the coast behind the mountain.
After smelling a strong rancid smell outside the door, the police decided to break in.
The scene was horrific. There was a charred corpse on the floor of the hut, with a torch stuffed in its mouth. Unburned rope fragments were found around it. The corpse showed signs of struggle. It can be judged that the victim was restrained.
ignite.
The body shape of the burnt corpse was compared and confirmed to be the father of the villager who called the police.
Sitting next to the bed was an emaciated corpse. Male, roughly thirty years old. His legs were fixed to the floor with a harpoon. His eyes were taken out and stuffed into an alarm clock. The time of death was similar to that of the burnt corpse.
Due to the heavy rains during the rainy season, the cabin was damp and moldy, which was very detrimental to the police's collection of evidence. After the police carefully searched the scene, they found a new body in the closet in the corner.
The corpse had been dead for a long time and was in a giant state, and the specific appearance could not be distinguished. It was a male, wearing a brown sweater on his upper body. After investigating the town, some residents reported that the man was a homeless man and had disappeared for two weeks. This statement could not be verified.
, but the disappearance roughly coincides with the time of death.
After collecting all the evidence, the police confirmed that the body beside the bed was the suspect. We confirmed the suspect's identity by piecing together the torn documents and throwing them in the trash can. We also found his parents in a small town.
We learned from the suspect’s father that his son had no abnormality two weeks ago, that is, a week before the incident. He was at the post office and it was also reported that he had a good personality and no mental problems. There is no genetic history in his family. But since
Something started to go wrong after I picked up that diary two weeks ago.
After reading this, Transparent Bridge paused for a moment. His eyes moved and the focus fell on the yellowed diary on the side.
The sound of the housekeeper robot cleaning the floor came from downstairs through the open door. She exhaled slightly and continued reading.
The yellowed diary was retrieved by the suspect from the beach house, which was the scene of the murder. His father recalled that on the night of reading, he seemed to suddenly see hallucinations and said he heard someone whispering.
My father didn’t pay attention at the time because the soundproofing of the room was not good. Maybe it was the sound of voices or the radio next door. After that, his mental state began to deteriorate rapidly. He would often talk to himself and claim to hear the sound of waves and whispers.
The next day, the suspect disappeared.
Because the suspect worked at the post office and often left early and did not come back for several days, his father was not too worried until the police came to his door.
The case has stalled here without any progress. On the surface, it looks like a man went crazy and killed an Orion and a homeless man. However, the police do not think so and suspect that the matter may be related to a cult.
The report ends here. There is a line of markings written with a marker at the end, and a dark dot is left at the end, as if the police officer who wrote it is confused.
[Strange, why the suspect doesn’t have a view of giants.]
There is a page of appendices at the back of the report, which contain photos of the scene, photos of the suspects and autopsy data taken by the forensic examiner.
Transparent Bridge glanced at it before covering it and putting it back in place. She felt her heartbeat was fast now, and her palms and forehead were sweating. If she looked at it rashly, she would scare herself and lose her ability to judge normally.
The sound of cleaning downstairs has disappeared. The bedroom is very quiet, with only the slight sound of wind and sand hitting the floor-to-ceiling windows. This kind of sound usually makes her feel at ease, but for some reason it makes her a little anxious now.
The blue sunset has disappeared behind the hills, and the smart bedroom automatically turns on the bedroom lights, but they are still dim.
She couldn't suppress her curiosity about the yellowed notes, but because the whisper didn't sound for a long time, she felt a little uneasy. So Transparent Bridge opened the white diary again and compared the diary with the report.
【You feel even more confused.】
The long-lost whisper comes.
[Who is that voice? What is the meaning of it asking me to see these things? How did this thing appear in my home? Am I in a game or in reality? Your mind is filled with doubts and panic. 】
Transparent Bridge's hands and feet were a little cold and he was frozen in place.
She was completely seen through.
She forced herself to calm down, fear and nervousness would only make things worse.
[Calm down. Calm down. Calm down. You warned yourself. Then you became even more panicked. You couldn't understand how this voice could read through your thoughts. 】
Transparent Bridge took a deep breath, decisively called out the vision, and prepared to contact the police.
Whether it's a brain problem or a virus in her vision, it's not something she can solve now.
[You don’t know, but you decide to take a step. You open the last diary. 】
The whisper sounded again, causing Transparent Bridge to pause slightly, and his eyes fell on the yellowed diary.
After thinking for a while, she picked up the diary.
The diary was a finger thick and had an indescribable fishy smell. She couldn't help but hold it farther away, keeping a distance where she could see the words clearly without being affected by the fishy smell.
Under the dim lighting, the diary was turned to the first page.
