"Qin Ye, have you been at Sen Luo's base?"

Qin Wenyu asked.

"Yes, in addition to me, the boss is also an important participant in the research on the sacrificial banquet. He is more enthusiastic about the research than all of us, so he has not left the base for a long time."

Qin Wenyu fell silent, and after a long while, he asked, "Hey, Qing, is it possible for a mask to turn one person into two?"

"Of course..." Qing Wan didn't finish her words, she understood what Qin Wenyu meant.

"Are you talking about a material split? It shouldn't be possible. The split personality and the main personality share the same body and become two independent individuals. I personally don't agree." Said calmly.

"Is there no precedent?"

"No."

Qin Wenyu stopped talking. After the two asked the guard, they entered Jin'an Community.

Teacher Chen would not have died.

Qin Wenyu knew very well that the person who killed Teacher Chen was still nearby.

"Just to get the box your father left?"

Qing followed behind him and seemed to ask casually.

"He's not my father."

Qin Wenyu can already say this sentence without any burden.

Although everything that have learned so far is only one side of Qing Wan's words, but her statement is the only one that can make sense.

Qin Ye and Hanyu Qisui had seven children, and the other six children were adopted. He was the only one who brought back the dead Hanyu Wenyu after resurrecting him in some way.

But after that, he was left in China. The answer is very simple, because Hanyu Nanyu and Qin have also discovered that this resurrected child is not their son Hanyu Wenyu.

There is no relationship between him and the couple.

Everything he does now is just to escape from the sacrificial feast and return to his original life.

Qing Wan's question was very obvious, she was just reminding him that the murderer was still nearby, if he went to get what Qin Ye left behind like this, he might be taken away by the other party.

But Qin Wenyu is not worried about this.

Because he knew very well that that person would not show up in front of him.

Absolutely not.

Mr. Chen is over forty years old and still lives alone. After opening the door with the key to enter the room, he did not find anything unusual.

The most in this room are books, all kinds of history, folklore, and geography books.

He is Qin Ye's classmate and like-minded friend, and, judging from the expression on Teacher Chen's face after hearing his request just now.

Qin Wenyu could faintly sense that Teacher Chen might know something.

The two entered the study room one after the other. Several large bookcases covered the entire wall and were filled with books.

There is no mechanism here, and there is no hidden space.

Qin Wenyu and Qing Wan saw the box on top of one of the bookcases at a glance.

Contrary to what Qing Wan had expected, the box was not big, between the size of a handbag and a schoolbag.

Qin Wenyu stepped on the chair and took down the box.

There was no ash on it, nor was it locked, just an ordinary zipper that closed the box.

It doesn't look like it's something important.

Qin Wenyu glanced at Qing Wan and slowly opened the zipper of the box.

Inside was a pile of drafts, the same paper as copywriting.

Perhaps, this is just Qin Ye's postgraduate thesis, or the research he has done in recent years.

However, when Qin Wenyu picked up one of them and looked at it, she couldn't take her eyes away anymore...

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During this time, Yayoi Amemiya has been having a dream.

In the dream, she was not called this name, but the code name of a certain word.

Blood, corpses, screams... Frightening images filled the dream.

She seems to be an executioner.

Yayoi Amemiya does not want to use such bloody and violent words to describe herself.

But...she seems to have committed a heinous crime.

In the dream, she seemed to be involved in the creation of something extremely dangerous and destructive, something that could... utterly destroy the world.

"Miss Yayoi..."

Yibui Youxian's soft call brought Yayoi Amemiya back to his senses.

"Are you awake?" She turned her head and said lightly.

"Well... I've worked hard for you during this time, Miss Yayoi..."

A few days ago, Ibuki Yuzuru could feel the extreme weakness of her body. She vaguely felt that she was being sent somewhere, and then...something strange seemed to get into her body.

When she was awake, her aging had stopped, and various functions of her body were gradually recovering.

But this recovery process also takes a long time.

During this time, she spent most of the time in her sleep, but whenever she opened her eyes, she could always see Yayoi Amemiya standing by the window or sitting by the bed.

She was always with her.

"Speaking of which...Miss Yayoi, maybe we knew each other in a previous life..."

Ibuki said with a smile.

Yayoi Amemiya turned her head and looked at her questioningly.

"Actually, the first time I saw you, I felt very familiar, and... when I met Mr. Qin, it was like we had met somewhere long ago," Ibuki Youxuan smiled embarrassedly , "Am I... talking to myself..."

"No."

Yayoi Amemiya's answer was short and affirmative.

"I feel that way too."

She stared at Ibuki Yuzuru without batting an eye.

"Miss Yayoi, if... we leave the festival, what are you going to do, continue medical research?" Ibuki Yuzuru suddenly asked.

doing what?

Yayoi Amemiya froze suddenly.

The sudden question of Ibuki Youxian caught her off guard. She suddenly found that she was always in the laboratory, not because she liked it, but because of some kind of instinct engraved in her body.

any other hobby?

Or ideal...

She stared blankly at the white sheets, fascinated.

After being absent-minded for a while, Yayoi Amemiya confirmed one thing.

"I...have nothing to do."

She seemed to feel that this answer was a bit perfunctory, she asked jerky: "How about you?"

Ibuki Youxian looked at the ceiling, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his voice had a smile: "My words... I don't want to study history and folklore anymore, I want to open a pet shop, I can take them for a ride, and I can play with them I can help stray kittens and puppies..."

As he spoke, Ibuki Yuzuru's voice became lower and lower.

When Yayoi Amemiya looked at her, there was no smile on Yibuki Youxian's face.

"Miss Yayoi..."

"Um?"

"Could our future... have been written?"

Her blank voice made Yayoi Amemiya somewhat unable to answer.

However, Ibuki Arizuru doesn't seem to need her answer.

"When I was getting older..."

"I saw a lot of..."

"So many incredible images..."

Ibuki Yuzuru turned his head to look at Yayoi Amemiya, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Miss Yayoi...If a person will become very unfamiliar and terrifying one day in the future, what should we...do at this moment?"