Chapter 1 (1/2)

Jane did that dream again, the one he often dreamed of. There was a man in the dream who couldn't see his face, and he was talking to him all the time. Jane tried to open her eyes to see each other's face and to concentrate on what he said. But it was all in vain.

Just the same dream has been too much, there are always such doubts in the heart, eager to get the answer, eager to reach out the hand, but the hands are empty, you have nothing.

Then rosin woke up, as he opened his eyes in his bed every morning, and was at a loss with her, and in the first few seconds, she was almost blank in his head, and then soon he realized that he was not.

It's not his own bed, it's not his own room.

So Luo Jianli fell and quickly climbed up from the bed, with doubts and puzzled, vigilant observation of the surrounding environment. He found himself in a small, shabby room of less than 20 square meters, an obvious old house of the 1980s, with a window and a door, and a chandelier with a dim light on the ceiling of his head. There was only one single bed and a desk in the small room.

Simple to monotonous arrangement, there is no other equipment except for bed and table. But the room seemed to have a sense of incongruity. It seemed that she didn't realize where it was. So she had to sit in bed, and she was a little bit stunned, and then she thought about the key to the problem soon - where is he?

The last memory is that he goes home from work as usual, takes a bath after dinner and writes the record of tomorrow's work, and then goes to bed on time. His standard working and rest time like a robot can't change for ten years, but why does he appear in this inexplicable room the next morning?

Luo Jian can't imagine more. He just thinks the room is small, so small that he feels suffocated. He stands up and walks to the only door in the room. A dark red door made of sunken wood materials. The door looks old. There is an iron door handle on it. Luo Jian reaches out and holds the handle, and makes a hard twist, but the handle is still.

What's going on? Am I locked up?

Luo Jian pulled the door handle hard, whether it was pushed forward or backward, or even pushed left and right, the door was motionless, as if it had been poured into the wall by molten iron. After a while of stagnation, he knocked hard at the door, and he thought there should be someone outside, so he shouted out:

hello? Is there anyone out there?! Why keep me here

There was no response. The room was as quiet as death, and Jane put her ear on the door, trying to hear the outside voice, but for a long time, he could not hear the air flow of breeze in the air.

So Luo Jian was slightly frightened. He felt chilly on his back and sweat came out of his forehead. He asked himself what was the matter? Have I been kidnapped? Who is dizzy and shut down here? But even if it's kidnapping, you always have to ransom? Ask your close person's phone number so that you can blackmail it?

But there is nothing. No one came, no voice.

Luo Jian took a deep breath and felt that he should be calm. Maybe the outside people were still discussing how much ransom he would get from himself. So he would not come to take care of himself for a while and a half. He must have been alarmed. He just had to wait.

So Luo Jian tried to calm his mood. He went to the only window in the room, and opened the thick dark gray curtain. However, the window had been sealed and everything was intact. However, the opening outside was welded to death with hard iron, and the scenery outside could not be seen. Only the metal luster of iron was flashing.

Rojan sighed unconsciously and pulled the curtain again. He understood that he was in a complete secret room. It blocked all the connection with the outside world, such as the small animal in the cage, maybe even the small animals in the cage are not as good.

Jane stepped back and left the window, but soon he turned around again, and found a prominent place in the room, which was nailed by a large head, on the wall near the window, in the same position as his horizon line.

A note with purple print on the lower right corner.

The words written in the very beautiful pen and calligraphy above were obviously the only living creatures in the secret room, leaving a note to Jane.

Luo Jian immediately put together, the needle did not pull, and he pulled the note from the wall directly. The beautiful and sharp pen words reflected in his eyes, and only the beginning wrote: ”br >

[dear selected, Mr. luojane.”. 】The first line of words makes Luo Jane confused. What is the name of the selected person? And the other party obviously knows his name and his identity, but he can't think more, so he has to continue to look at it:

[you must be confused about your current situation, but I am sorry that I can't tell you more. Now only the most important thing needs you to do. Please find a way to leave the secret room in one hour, otherwise you will be able to be seen Wipe it off. ]”What do you mean? What does it mean to be wiped out? ” Luo Jian was puzzled and confused, but the obliteration of two words on the note and the startling content made him have to keep on reading it.

[in order not to create a new murder case in the secret room, I will give you a hint:]