However, Ye Zheng had previously learned some useful information from Beidou's mother.

This ring, which only the dead rose knows what it stands for, will be the same as the new leader of the dead rose, and only those who have no shadow over the dead rose will know.

In other words, the mystery man, must not be unfamiliar with the rose of death.

As Ye Zheng pondered, Haitang looked at Ye Zheng and said softly: “What do you have in mind? ”

Ye Zheng shook his head gently. “Not yet. ”

Just from this information, locking someone up, unconscious people talking about dreams.

Don't say who is locked in. For now, this mystery man is a man or a woman. He is always young. He is tall, fat and thin. Ye Xuan has no idea.

At present, the most painful thing about Ye Zheng is whether the letter that Ji Shu Dyed left for her had anything to do with this mystery man.

If not, what does discipline dye want to say, but if it does, what does it mean and what does it target?

At this moment, Ye Zheng's head is as big as a fight.

“Tongue, any other clues? ”

Ye Qiao looked at the tongue and asked.

Nowadays, every drop of discipline left behind can be the key, and Ye Zheng doesn't want to miss any useful information.

“Well, before discipline dyed in reasoning, there was some restlessness, even irritability... he wrote many things, but he tore them apart. ”

Tongue opens towards Ye Zheng.

“Do those torn pieces of paper still exist?” Ye Qiao said hastily.

For some reason, Ye Zheng always felt that in the paper that was torn by discipline, there was a good chance that it would leave a clue of established value.

“Never cleaned up, I'll take you there. ”

……

Soon, Ye Qiang and Tong arrived at the resource bank.

“Is this the repository that Stewart discovered? ”

Ye Qiang weighed, and the colour was amazing.

“Do you know that Sebastian?” Haitang whispered.

“Hmm...” Ye Zheng nodded.

“He was lucky enough to find this pool of reserves with lots of useful things, most of which were drugs.” Tongue laughed.

Between the words, Haitang handed over all the scrap paper that had been torn by the discipline.

Looking at the paper torn by discipline, Ye Zheng is a little speechless...

It was torn. It was too broken.

“Let's rebuild these pieces of paper to see if we can get any useful news.” Haitang Dao.

“Okay.”

Between the words, Ye Zheng and Haitang have begun to do it.

After a while, Ye Zheng and Haitang looked at each other silently.

This seems simple, but it's a huge amount of work, and it's not easy to reconstitute these broken pieces of paper.

But the only thing to be thankful for is that the handwriting of discipline is very fair and extremely recognizable.

“Alas, fortunately... if I wrote this, even if it were Jesus, I wouldn't be able to spell it back.” Ye Qiang shook his head.

Hearing Ye Qiang say this, Tongue smiled slightly.

Throughout the night, from noon to the early morning of the following day, Ye Zheng and Haitang did not have eyes together for one night, and finally reconstituted the paper that had been dyed and torn to roughly the original appearance.

However, looking at what Ji Shu wrote on the paper, Ye Zheng is even more obnoxious.

Don't say that Haitang can't see one, so it's useless to ask anyone to see it.

Discipline and dyeing does have some meaning, but nobody knows what it stands for.

“This is actually happening... did the hypnosis fail... or... because the hypnosis took too long... so I remembered everything and finally came back...”

Looking at the content on the paper, Ye Zheng couldn't calm down, but grabbed a few key points.

Hypnosis

Time

Remember.

Get back here!

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