"The content seems to be a diary?" An Yueqin read, "By the way, are there any words on the back?"

"No more." Feng Bujue responded and turned the piece of paper over, showed it to his teammates, and then turned over the side with the words on it.

"Then the tips are all focused on the front, right?" Gui Xiao said and began to browse the contents on the piece of paper.

May 13th, sunny.

During lunch break today, a fire suddenly broke out in the warehouse opposite the principal's office.

The teacher immediately organized us to come to the playground according to the evacuation drill.

The firefighters came quickly and put out the fire in the warehouse.

I saw them carrying a person out from the fire on a stretcher and into an ambulance. Although I didn't know who it was, I hoped he was okay.

Because of the fire, the afternoon class was canceled. After we returned to class, the teacher asked us to clean up our house.

In front of my house, I realized that I hadn’t seen Suzuki-san since lunch break.

I asked the teacher where Mr. Suzuki had gone, and the teacher said that he had gone home first.

I was relieved when the teacher said this. For a moment, I thought Suzuki-san had been burned by the fire.

But Suzuki-san's memory is really bad. In the morning, he forgot to bring the key to his locker, so he put the recorder in my locker. As a result, he forgot to take the recorder home again after school.

Forget it, just give it back to him tomorrow.

Class A of the second year, Eiji Noguchi.

The text in this diary is written from top to bottom, from right to left. Almost the entire article is written in Hiragana (a type of phonetic characters used in Japanese), with very few Chinese characters (but the system comes with a built-in translation).

Regardless of the wording, handwriting, and language organization, it does look like the handwriting of a primary school student.

"Noguchi-kun, sit on the left hand side of Hanji." Feng Bujue waited for about a minute, and after judging by his eyes that his teammates had read the contents on the paper, he said, "He is the one I mentioned just now.

Yes, the student who disappeared on May 14th; according to newspaper reports, no one saw him again after he left home and went to school on the morning of the 14th."

"Well," Xiao Tan continued with a pale face, "There is no text on the back of this piece of paper, which also shows from the side that this article written on the 13th is Noguchi's last diary entry, right?"

"Needless to say," Gui Xiao continued with a trembling voice, "According to the contents of the diary, he must have been tricked by Suzuki's ghost! In the end, he was found dead without a body."

"Haha." At this moment, Feng Bujue suddenly sneered, and once again used the flashlight to cast a terrifying light on his face, "Isn't it too hasty to say 'death without body'?"

"You," Gui Xiao stammered, "what do you want to say?"

"Hey," Brother Jue smiled maliciously, and then shined the flashlight's aperture on the row of lockers at the back of the classroom, "Maybe we will be able to see his bones soon." (To be continued.

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Chapter completed!