Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

The doorman made a phone call half-believingly, and after confirming, he quickly opened the door.

"Still coming. Several waves of people came here some time ago."

Then he asked cautiously: "Well, little girl, is there really something dangerous? Is it... a ghost..."

Fang Zhixin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said expressionlessly, "Don't guess, we will solve it soon...it."

"Okay, okay, I won't bother you guys anymore."

"Snapped!"

The old man ran straight into the door and closed it in one go.

"Uncle is still in good health. The speed of closing the door is amazing." Fang Shaoli gave a thumbs up.

Bai Yuefeng slapped Fang Shaoli from behind and said, "Let's go. Look how scared you made me."

Stepping on the scattered flower buds, I followed the route I remembered and came under a tree.

"If there are any other clues, they can only be here." Fang Zhixin patted the tree as if he had met an old friend.

"Thank you for guarding my things."

As he said that, he squatted down, took out a small shovel and started digging. Du Ruo asked curiously, "Zhi Xin, have you liked talking to trees or something like that since you were a child?"

"No, I can only talk to trees. I used to be a lonely kid, not popular."

Fang Zhixin said as he was digging.

"I didn't want to talk to anyone, and I acted like a fool every day. Now when I think about it, I find it quite funny."

Fang Shaoli's eyes darkened, and Bai Yuefeng helped dig the soil directly: "Aloof? I can't tell."

"Oh, that's not going to happen."

Fang Zhixin dug up something after a few shovels and his eyes lit up.

"Yes, yes."

In the small pit, the roots of a big tree protected a small box.

Fang Zhixin reached out and took out the box from the side, shook off the dirt on it, and stopped when he was about to open it.

I thought to myself, I probably didn’t put any dark history in there, and thanks, Xiaomu.

Xiaomu: You finally responded to us. We will keep this thing well.

Fang Zhixin opened the box, and several people came over and looked at the box expectantly.

Before they could see clearly what was going on, Fang Zhixin pressed down on the box with an embarrassed expression, as if he could make a sky garden out of it.

"Well, let me see it myself. This thing is not very convenient to show."

Fang Shaoli raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

"Really." Fang Zhixin turned around and walked behind the tree, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Oh my god, why did I put the paintings I drew when I was bored into this? This is an abstract style. Help me."

Fang Zhixin took out a few cartoons... stick figure drawings, and at the bottom was a sealed and preserved piece of cloth with a name written in blood on it.

Know and believe.

When I saw this piece of cloth, memories of the past came flooding back to my mind.

In order to prevent the people in the orphanage from burning this thing, little Fang Zhixin started crying and almost died of crying. Later, he stuffed the cloth strip into his arms.

Anyway, he would start howling whenever the things were missing, and forced the old dean to give up the idea of ​​burning the cloth strips.

Later, Fang Zhixin grew up slowly. There were more and more children in the orphanage. The old director passed away, and the new director was difficult to talk to, so there was no choice but to bury the things.

Later, I signed an agreement with my adoptive parents and left here without even having time to take my belongings with me.

"Fortunately, the things are still there, but... does this have anything to do with the original situation?"

Xiaomu, is there any news you can share?

The leaves rustled, as if responding to something.

Xiaomu: The old dean left a letter for you, but it was not handed to you. It is still in the dean’s office.

"letter?"

"who!"

A beam of light shone towards the big tree. Fang Zhixin subconsciously hid behind the tree. He and the others looked at each other in confusion. Fang Shaoli and the others were full of questions.

"Why are you hiding? Didn't we come in with legitimate identities?"

"Uh, instinctive reaction, instinctive reaction."

Several people's eyes were fixed on the drawing paper and cloth strip in Fang Zhixin's hand.

The person who made the noise upstairs came down quickly, shining a flashlight in this direction, waving it back and forth.

"Tsk, what are you taking pictures of? Your eyesight isn't very good. Can't you see there are several people standing here?"

Bai Yuefeng's output is a burst of output.

The visitor was speechless and asked cautiously, "What are you doing? Are you here to check on that child again? She has been adopted, you can go now."

"Besides, there was nothing special about him in the orphanage. No one helped him when he was bullied. He seldom interacted with others. He was a very lonely child and didn't leave anything behind..."

"It seems someone has already asked about this, Dean." Fang Zhixin put the things in his hand into the storage ring, stepped into the light, and looked up at the man who had aged a lot.

The man holding the flashlight didn't recognize Fang Zhixin at all. The difference was too great. The dean didn't dare to provoke the people from above, so he had to put away the flashlight.

"You can check it out as you like."

"Wait." Fang Zhixin called to the head of the hospital and said, "Give us the letter left by the old dean."

The dean's face was full of confusion. "What letter? Forget it. If you want to find it, go find it yourself. Here are the keys to the dean's office for you."

The man threw the key with a very skilled movement, and it was obvious that he had dealt with many people before.

Fang Zhixin took the key and brought a few people to the office. Under Xiaomu's guidance, they opened the dusty box in the corner.

"Cough cough cough-"

A cloud of dust rose up, and Fang Zhixin cleared the dust and went to see the letter at the bottom of the box.

There was nothing written on the envelope, no wonder the letter didn't reach Fang Zhixin's hands.

Unfolding the letter paper, lines of words come into view.

Zhixin, when you see this letter, I will probably be gone. I’m sorry that I couldn’t watch you grow up.

But human power is limited. I know you are smart and a good actor, and now I can tell you that I was a witness to what happened back then, and I know there are places in this world that I cannot set foot in.

Someone saved my life, gave me more time, and asked me to take care of you, but unfortunately... I failed to keep my promise.

If you see that person, please say sorry for me, don't ask who that person is, you will see him soon.

.........

"Hey... Riddler, at the last minute, you're giving me a Riddler again, old dean, you really are... as troublesome as ever."

If the old dean hadn't left, she probably wouldn't have been adopted. Unfortunately... things didn't go as planned.

Fang Zhixin slowly put the letter away and found that there was something inside the envelope, so he turned the envelope over.

"Ding-"

A dull stone fell to the ground, and Fang Zhixin picked up the stone.

"I always feel like I've seen it somewhere."

"No, I have indeed seen it!" Fang Zhixin hurriedly grabbed something from the storage ring.

A gray bracelet appeared in her palm. It was something she had bought from a vendor on a whim.

Picking up the two stones and comparing them, Fang Zhixin's eyes were filled with surprise and confusion.

Du Ruo and Lu Yuan also looked as if they had seen a ghost.

"Isn't this the random bargain we picked up during our first mission?"

Before the few people could continue observing, the stone that was originally hanging on the gray bracelet began to tremble.

Floating in the air, it burst into brilliant light. After the dazzling light, the stone left by the old dean seemed to disappear, and the bracelet turned gray again.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Fang Zhixin shook the bracelet and said, "What's going on? Did they eat my clue?!"