"Because the places where they disappeared are all near this lake, gradually, there are fewer and fewer people here." The man seemed to fall into a recollection, speaking with a sense of melancholy, "This place is beautiful in every season, but those who dare to appreciate it are no longer around..."
"I remember a horror novelist once said, every lakebed holds endless corpses... I want to know, if this seemingly beautiful and calm place also holds the bodies of those missing students." The man switched topics too fast, turning from a literary youth into a guy narrating horror scenes.
Guan Changxi wasn't an idiot; he felt somewhat irritated inside by the obvious probing of the other party. What exactly did the other man want? He endured the grating voice of the man while patiently waiting for Su Jiameng to surface from the lake.
