Original Suspense Novel: 《ℬ𝓁𝒾𝓏𝓏𝒶𝓇𝒹 ℳ𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓇》 EP30

"But photos can be faked, and scars can be manufactured. The purpose of this message isn't to tell me the truth—it's to make me doubt myself." Fang Guodong looked at him with complex eyes. "Chen Mo, there's something I need to tell you." "What is it?" "While you were checking the garage, I took a look inside the shuttle bus's trunk. There was a suitcase in there, and it didn't belong to any of us." "What kind of suitcase was it?" "An old leather one, with rusty clasps. I pried it open and took a peek—it was full of old photos, from Fog Valley Village. And a few diaries. I didn't have time to look closely, but one of the diaries had a name written on the cover." Fang Guodong paused. "It said 'Chen Mo'. The handwriting was that of a child." Chen Mo felt the floor beneath his feet suddenly become unreal. He leaned against the edge of the desk, taking a deep breath. The wind and snow outside blew in, numbing his cheeks, but he didn't retreat. "Where are the diaries?" "I hid them in the tool cabinet in the garage," Fang Guodong said, "because I wasn't sure if it was a trap—if someone was trying to frame you, I shouldn't have brought it into the house." "Take me to see them." As the two went downstairs, the lobby was already somewhat lit. Dawn was breaking slower than they expected, but the snow light filtering through the windows meant the interior was no longer pitch black. Old Zhou was sitting on the sofa, looking unwell, and Lin Jing was comforting Shen Yuehua, who was still trembling slightly. "Where are you going?" Old Zhou asked. (To be continued)