Without the stalker, the secret room immediately became empty and quiet, so quiet that Luo Jian felt uncomfortable all over.
Now Luo Jian has all the props on hand, a small mirror glued together with transparent glue to connect reality and illusion, a large mirror that cannot reflect his figure, a diary, an old Nokia mobile phone with time stopped, and two key.
The key is exactly the same as the key he found in the real secret room. It seems that Luo Jian's guess is right. Not only are there two secret rooms, there are two doors, and there are also two keys. Luo Jian put the key found in the real secret room in the left pocket, and the key in the illusory mirrored secret room in the right pocket.
Luo Jian would not rashly use the key to open the door. After the stalker left, Luo Jian tried it. Xing Yan clearly opened the mahogany door easily with a push, but Luo Jian couldn't open it no matter how hard he tried. That red wooden door made Luo Jian realize that the stalker could indeed come and go freely in the secret room, leaving whenever he wanted, but whether there was a price to be paid, Luo Jian did not know for the time being.
At this moment, Luo Jian had to struggle with the problem he was facing. He wanted to find the thirty-fifth student who had disappeared.
The stamped note has already stated that as long as the disappeared student is found, the way to escape from the secret room will be laid out in front of him openly. It's just that the two secret rooms are only this big in total, and it's clear at a glance from the podium that there is no place to hide.
Luo Jian immediately looked through the diary, but unfortunately, it seemed that because she was in the illusory secret room, even the words on the diary were written backwards. Luo Jian studied it for a long time with a sad face, and found that it was an exchange diary.
It’s the kind of exchange diary between lovers or very close friends. You write every day and I write every day. This kind of exchange diary seems to be very popular among students in a certain period of time. Unfortunately, the students are not so persistent. Many of them wrote one or two articles and then left them in a corner and left them alone.
It's just that the diary that Luo Jian found is a little different, because this diary has actually been written - at least one of the two people who exchanged diaries has perfectly completed the whole process of the diary.
The first page of the diary is a blank paper, with the four big characters of "exchange diary" written in a red pen. Of course, all the words are reversed. Luo Jian twisted her neck and read for a long time before she could understand it fluently.
Under the four big red characters of "Exchange Diary", there are two people's names written in beautiful small characters, but only one person's name is completely and clearly written out, while the other name is repeatedly smeared and crossed out with a black pen. There is almost no prototype.
The clearly written name was a girl's name, Xiao Yaxuan. This name looked familiar. After thinking for a long time, Luo Jian realized that the name Xiao Yaxuan was the female corpse who was raped to death? He had seen her name in the textbook of the female corpse, but there were more than 30 students in the class, and Luo Jian couldn't remember all of them, so he had to remember the key people.
Thinking of this, Luo Jian probably understood that it seemed that this female corpse had written an exchange diary with someone else, but the other person's name was strictly crossed out. Luo Jian went through various thoughts in his mind, and he guessed that the crossed out name was the name of the thirty-fifth student who disappeared, and it was also the real owner of the Nokia mobile phone in Luo Jian's pocket.
Luo Jian guessed this, and naturally began to study the diary excitedly, but the content of the diary disappointed him a lot.
The content on the first page of the opening article is obviously written by a girl, that is, the poor female corpse Xiao Yaxuan. Her handwriting is very delicate. On the first day of the diary, I obviously wanted to say a lot to you, but I couldn’t write anything at the moment. It’s so strange. We’ve known each other for so long. When did you appear in my world
Well, I don't know what to write in the diary, but I am really excited to write an exchange diary with you, and I don't feel bothered even by those annoying girls who usually come to trouble me.][Love you Ya, look forward to your diary tomorrow.]Xiao Yaxuan's diary is very short, but very neat. From the handwriting, it can be seen that she is a serious girl. In the first entry, she simply expressed her happy mood, and also revealed a message by the way, girls in the class often look for her trouble.
Luo Jian roughly scanned the first diary, and the reversed words seemed to be extremely difficult. He had to work hard to identify each word. After reading it, he couldn't wait, and turned to the second page. Luo Jian's very disappointed lines, scribbled, messy and irregular lines, seem to have been painted on casually, drawing some inexplicable and unrecognizable prototypes, no matter whether Luo Jian looks at it from the front, the back, the side, or the other side , I can’t even see what this painting is.
Luo Jian stared at this pile of inexplicable lines for a long time, finally sighed, and turned to the third page.
[January 8th, there was light rain. I can’t understand the diary you wrote yesterday, but it’s okay, I know you are a lazy person. You are awake for only two hours of the 24 hours a day. It’s amazing. How can I sleep for so long.
I didn’t have a good day today, the old class stared at me again, probably after school he would find various reasons for me to go to his office, I don’t like him, and I don’t like to go to his office, but there seems to be no way, Life is always involuntary.][Looking forward to your diary tomorrow, I love you Ya.]This diary seems to have a meaning. Luo Jian seems to understand it, but she doesn't seem to understand it. She can only be awake for two hours in 24 hours. From the perspective of ordinary people, this is very abnormal, right? Apart from this, Luo Jian saw the old class mentioned in the diary, and he thought that the old class mentioned in the diary was probably the dead body of the teacher hanging on the podium in the secret room, the highest level of treatment that only the class teacher can enjoy.
Luo Jian turned to the fourth page while thinking, and this time she was even more disappointed. The fourth page was blank and nothing was written.
So Luo Jian had no choice but to continue to turn to the fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth pages... Then Luo Jian found that almost all the diaries were written by girls, and the other person who wrote the diary was either a painter. Some inexplicable lines, or they are completely blank. The feeling of trampling on a girl's heart is particularly uncomfortable for Luo Jian.
The birth of this female corpse... Xiao Yaxuan didn't seem to care at all, and she even found various excuses to explain why the other party didn't write a diary. There are endless things to do, being a night owl and other weird and inexplicable reasons.
In short, Luo Jian was very speechless.
Luo Jian was a little strange in his speechless, he felt that the person who wrote the exchange diary with Xiao Yaxuan did not seem to be the thirty-fifth person who disappeared, but it seemed to be clearly true, if so, it should be a student from the same class Well, if you can write an exchange diary, you should be a close friend, but between the lines, Xiao Yaxuan didn't write any interaction between this close friend and her.
For example, we usually go out to eat together, read books, do homework and so on; for example, where did I go and what did I do with you today, Hsiao Yaxuan didn't mention any of these, and wrote about herself from beginning to end. Luo Jian felt a strange feeling about Xiao Yaxuan and another person who wrote and exchanged diaries, they were like people from two worlds.
Apart from this diary, there is no way to have any other communication.
Of course, judging from Xiao Yaxuan's diary, Luo Jian found that this girl was a very quiet girl, introverted and not good at communicating, and seemed to have some conflicts with other girls in the class, which caused her to be alienated and isolated by the rest of the class. But his academic performance is very good, and he doesn't know much about his family background, only a few words. It seems that his mother died early, his father is a bad gambler, and his grandfather is seriously ill. His family background is not good.
The diary is very thick, and Luo Jian reads it carefully one by one. Anyway, the lapse of time is not counted in the Illusory Chamber of Secrets. He has a lot of time to study this diary. After reading half of the whole diary, almost Hsiao Yaxuan was talking to herself, telling about her daily trivial things; while the other person who wrote the diary would draw a few scribbled lines at the beginning, and then it was completely blank at the end.
Luo Jian patiently watched the poor little girl talking to herself, but halfway through, things seemed to have a turning point. The diary mentioned many times that the girl's father was in a car accident, and her grandfather was seriously ill. The homeroom teacher frequently showed his favor. Before, he just bought all kinds of clothes and gifts, but now he even took the initiative to give her money.
From here, Luo Jian can easily see the ups and downs of Xiao Yaxuan's mood, and her originally beautiful small characters have become manic, and there is a sense of despair in her sentences, and she frequently begins to write something like 'living is really tiring' or ' I want to go to a place so far away that I will never return'.
"I'm afraid I want to die." Luo Jian sighed, a girl who didn't go to college, maybe about seventeen years old, without the blessing of her parents and the company of friends, her classmates isolated her, and there was another girl who seemed to be old enough to do it. Her father's teacher often sexually harassed her, especially the family's stress. This is the most sentimental age, and it is normal to think of death.
Luo Jian continued to flip through the diary while regretting. His speed of flipping through the diary became faster. Although the fonts were all written backwards, he could quickly adapt to it after reading it. When he saw the second half of the diary, Luo Jian I found that the climax of the whole incident came.
[February 26th, rain, what to do, I did something wrong, those girls came to trouble me again, they called me a bitch, I said I was not, and they slapped me, I have one ear I was beaten deaf, and it was very painful at the time, so I pushed the girl who beat me hard, and she fell down the stairs. But I didn't mean it, I don't think I used that much strength, but how did she fall?][Everyone in the class looked at me with strange eyes, the old class took me into his office again, but it was so scary, he put his hand into my clothes, I couldn't take it anymore, someone help me! ] Luo Jian frowned after reading this diary, and immediately turned to the next page. This time, unexpectedly, the other party who wrote the diary had a positive response for the first time, and wrote a few scribbled and crooked words: [No one can save you, except yourself. ] "Fuck my sister!" Luo Jian felt a little upset when she saw this, and wished she could throw the diary on the ground and stomp it hard. But after gritting his teeth, Luo Jian gave up this furious behavior. He couldn't bring all his emotions into it just because of a diary. No matter whether what happened in the secret room was true or not, whether the ending was good or bad, it wasn't Luo Jian able to interfere.
Luo Jian had no choice but to continue to turn to the next page and read the diary:
[February 28th, rain, that girl was admitted to the hospital that day, her leg was broken, I was asked to pay for the medical expenses, but I had no money, and in the end the old class paid for me in advance, and then he took me to the hotel , I don't think I can escape.][Father and grandpa are both in the hospital, the family has no money, yes, you are right, no one can save me, except myself. I have to learn to be more mature, it's just my body, it's just spending a few nights with others, as long as I have money, I can survive.][But still so sad, so sad, so sad, so sad... Do you think I will die? ] Luo Jian read the diary with a distorted expression, a strange and irritable mood, so she quickly turned to the next page, and this time another guy who wrote the diary responded again, and it was still a few words that were scribbled: [Will you Death] "Are you fucking too lazy to write punctuation marks?!" Luo Jian finally couldn't bear it and threw the diary out of his hand. Reading this kind of tragic history of life is like killing his life! After being depressed for a long time, Luo Jian had to go over and pick up the diary again, and read it again!