"This wasn't done by someone coming to clean up the traces, because there's no need. On the contrary, it would only leave more traces," Shen Mengyun said after thinking.

After the initial shock, Gao Yan also calmed down. The various clues they had found were intertwined, like an invisible net.

"If it wasn't done by someone who came to clean up the traces later, then who could it be? It couldn't be the missing girls themselves, could it?"

But it was Gao Yan's seemingly unintentional remark that brought new ideas to the others. Looking at the shards of the mirror in his hand, Jiang Cheng pondered for a moment, and then said, "Could something have happened during the sharing of the strange tales that night?"

Shen Mengyun felt something and turned to look at him, immediately adding, "Do you remember? Yuan Xiaoyi said that they had asked the mirror spirit in front of the mirror before. Could their accident be related to this mirror?"

"During the sharing of the strange tales, something terrible happened to the mirror, causing them to smash the mirror in an attempt to end the ritual."

As soon as this idea was put forward, everyone felt a sense of familiarity.

It must be said that this speculation is completely tenable.

Moreover, according to the current situation, it is obvious that they failed. Apart from leaving behind a mentally disturbed Yuan Xiaoyi, the other five girls have all disappeared.

"Not bad." Gao Yan's face darkened slightly, and his voice was strange as he said, "This also explains why only Yuan Xiaoyi is okay, because she said that she was timid and didn't dare to participate in the mirror spirit ritual at all."

They asked for it. In the end, these missing girls were just a group of college students who had not seen the world and could not understand the horror of those things.

And the despair when truly facing them.

In the following search, they successively discovered some new clues, but these could only prove that someone had been here, but could not confirm the identity of the person who came.

What they needed were more direct clues.

It was Shen Mengyun who broke the deadlock. She had just moved a heavy wooden box away, and her eyes inadvertently glanced at the top of her head, when she suddenly noticed a black shadow.

At the top of a metal shelf relatively close to them.

It looked like a black bag, stuffed to the brim, and was very inconspicuous against the dim background of the warehouse.

"What's that?" Shen Mengyun said, pointing.

This bag immediately attracted everyone's attention. Its placement was too strange, making it very difficult to access.

It gave everyone the feeling that the person who put the bag there had no intention of taking it down after putting it up.

"Is it... a black bag?" Gao Yan said uncertainly.

"Take it down and see." Jiang Cheng walked over and stood under the metal shelf.

Only then did everyone realize how tricky the location of the bag was, nearly 3 meters above the ground.

They simply searched around nearby, but didn't see anything like a ladder.

After testing the firmness of the shelf, Shen Mengyun tilted her head to look at Jiang Cheng and the others, and whispered, "I can go up and get it down, but I need someone to help me."

Jiang Cheng stood up without hesitation, and said in a very gentlemanly manner, "With me here, Miss Shen, you can rest assured."

Time was tight, and there would be danger every minute they stayed here. Shen Mengyun didn't hesitate any longer. She found a good angle and climbed up the metal shelf, stepping on the spaces in between. Just as she was about to reach the black bag, she suddenly felt a pair of hands touching her waist, and even tending to move downwards.

"Miss Shen." Jiang Cheng's voice came from below, "You can relax a little, it's okay. I can hold your waist."

After tossing around like this for about a minute, Shen Mengyun took down the black bag, and then came down as well. Jiang Cheng reluctantly let go.

But when Shen Mengyun looked at him, this man suddenly started panting, as if he had put in a lot of effort just now.

Unlike Gao Yan, Jiang Cheng's attention was completely attracted by the black bag. For a while, the three of them stared at the bag, but no one dared to open it.

In the end, Shen Mengyun gritted her teeth and walked forward, untying the knot on the black bag. Inside were some clothes, shoes, and other things.

After sorting out the things, the expressions on their faces became intriguing.

They all looked like women's clothes, but what really interested Jiang Cheng were two of them.

One was a pure white coat, very similar to the kind worn in hospitals, and the other was a swimsuit, with a pair of swimming goggles tucked inside, which looked very professional.

This immediately reminded them of what Yuan Xiaoyi had said about two of the five missing girls, named Xiaoting and Xiaoran.

Xiaoting was studying medicine, and Xiaoran was on the school's diving team.

It was a perfect match.

"Take a look at this." Gao Yan took out a pair of shoes from the innermost part of the bag. These shoes were different from the other pairs that had just been poured out. The soles were inlaid with steel nails, which was why they were hooked in the bag.

These were professional running shoes. Jiang Cheng took them and looked at the shoe size, 38.

"It's Xiaolin's." Shen Mengyun took the shoes and said.

Xiaolin was also one of the five missing girls. She was from the sports academy and disappeared in the abandoned playground on the east side of the school.

Shen Mengyun squatted down and picked up something with a pointed front like an arrowhead and a wooden handle behind it. It looked like a tool. "What is this?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at it and said, "A clay sculpting knife, used for carving."

Obviously, this tool belonged to Xiaoyu. She was from the Academy of Fine Arts, and the story she told before she disappeared was related to the sculpture hall.

But it was Jiang Cheng's indifferent attitude that aroused Shen Mengyun's curiosity. She tilted her head to look at Jiang Cheng. In the dim environment, she could only see his profile.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally asked, "What do you do?"

Jiang Cheng paused. "I'm a white angel."

"Are you a doctor?" Shen Mengyun's tone was slightly doubtful. A woman's intuition told her that this man was not that simple.

Jiang Cheng hesitated for a moment. When he spoke again, Shen Mengyun's eyes suddenly changed.

"Just think of me as a doctor." Jiang Cheng didn't look at her, put down the thing in his hand, and said softly, "We meet by chance and will eventually go our separate ways. Why ask so much?"

His voice was unusually cold, completely different from before. Shen Mengyun actually heard a hint of bitterness from the man's icy rejection.

"Another pitiful person..." Shen Mengyun thought.

But she certainly couldn't imagine that Jiang Cheng had learned about such tools from a client he served. One day, the client felt unwell and asked him to come to her home for a consultation, but someone from the client's family came back in the middle, so he had to hide in the basement.

The basement was full of semi-finished sculptures, raw materials, and tools. He took the time to study them for most of the night and found them quite interesting.