Chapter 885 (1/2)

”No hurry.” Ruan Su heard his voice, and his heart was warm. ”Don't be too tired. I may be a little busy these two days.”

”Can I help you?” Bo Xingzhi raised his eyebrows. ”Is something happening?”

”No, I'm busy with the foundation. The foundation has just been established, so I'm busy. You don't have to worry.” Ruan Su chatted with Bo Xingzhi for a while before hanging up.

After hanging up the phone, she stretched out and continued to read the books Lin Qi brought back.

Suddenly, something similar to a diary caught her eye.

She frowned, diary?

Nowadays, few people write diaries. We have too many social platforms to record life, such as a small audio and video, a circle of friends, or Q space, so the handwritten diary is very bright.

She couldn't help picking up the diary and gently opening it.

The font of the diary is very hasty. It can be seen that the owner of the diary is very upset.

She read several pages in a row and only felt that the word was familiar.

After searching in her mind, she didn't have the right word owner.

But... Why do you always think this font is a little familiar?

Strange.

She continued to look, suddenly! A bookmark fell out of the diary.

The bookmark is in the shape of maple leaf, and there is a strong old dust from the bookmark.

She bent down and picked up the maple leaf from the ground. This bookmark... She was stunned.

In the past, when I was a child, my mother liked to use Maple Leaf bookmarks, and there would be my mother's signature on the back of each bookmark.

Ruan Su's heart suddenly tightened, like being held by an invisible hand.

Her fingertips are shaking, isn't it? Could it be?

Thump! Thump! Thump! Her heart beat violently. She could almost hear her heart beating like a drum.

She took a deep breath and turned the maple leaf bookmark over.

Her hopeful eyes darkened slowly, and for a while she sighed heavily.

No... the back of the bookmark is empty.

Nothing.

She laughed at herself. Maple leaf bookmarks are so common and so common that the number of businesses selling maple leaf bookmarks can't be counted.

She was so naive that she guessed whether it was her mother's diary with a bookmark.

How could mother be related to any institute? In Ruan Su's memory, her mother can embroider, draw and play the piano. She is a very gentle and talented woman.

Painting and playing the piano have something to do with my mother. As for this research institute... It's too windy, isn't it?

Almost finished reading the diary, she opened the last page.

”Today, I received a notice to evacuate from here. The purity of the puppet crystal I studied is getting higher and higher, but I know it is very dangerous. I decided to hide the original one in the jar and destroy it when I found a chance.”

Puppet crystal? Ruan Su stared at these three words in shock. What is this?

Is it a literal thing?

What is the function of this puppet crystal?

Ruan Su closed her notebook and still felt very confused. She continued to look through the pile of books Lin Qi brought back, trying to find some clues about puppet Jing.

No,

Nothing there?

”Why... No?” Ruan Su sat on the ground and looked at the books spread around her. Did she miss anything?

The puppet Jing is very strange just by his name.

It seems that she must calm down and study these books.

And this diary.

She thought about it and set up a time back array directly into her diary. She wanted to see who the owner of the diary was.

But... The array sent out a bright light and disappeared into the diary, but there was no response.

Ruan Su was a little frustrated. It seems that the diary has been too long, and the array has no effect on it.

If it is better in recent years

I wonder if I can use other arrays to collect the master's information.

She began to arrange the array again. Until four o'clock in the morning, the East was white, but her array still had no response to these books.

It seems... I can only give up.

She took a tired bath and fell asleep.

Just as she fell asleep, she didn't find that the array sent out sporadic weak light, which gradually disappeared into her fingertips.