Lei took a sip of water, glanced at a camera opposite him with his green eyes inconspicuously, and then reached out and opened the door of the bedroom that Kudo warned him not to enter.

Behind the door was a very ordinary bedroom, even more like a hotel room than a private space - there was no smell of human traffic in the room.

Very clean, but not warm.

More like empty, but cleaned on time every day.

Although Tita was under constant guard by the organization, the organization did not hesitate to give her material satisfaction, such as this three-story villa with a yard.

The organization is not stingy and is very good at winning people's hearts.

Therefore, Lei could not understand why the organization was so obviously wary of Tita.

As the saying goes, don't employ a person you don't trust. The organization has always abided by this rule. The degree of trust the organization has in you can be seen from the tasks and details you take on.

But Tita obviously did not meet the organization's principle of not employing people who are not trusted. Not only did the organization employ her, but it also employed her boldly and with great trust.

This is quite contradictory to the house which is full of cameras and surveillance cameras.

And according to the information he had collected, Tita was just a precocious teenager with a very good brain.

Unless there is something hidden inside.

The man thought so and opened the door without hesitation and entered the bedroom.

At that moment, he felt a much deeper sense of vigilance than when he entered the living room, and he was even frozen in place.

Densely packed eyes.

That was the only feeling that this room gave Lei.

After standing there for a while, Lei finally stepped onto the bedroom floor with his strong psychological endurance and mental strength.

Adhering to his professionalism, Lei roughly searched the things in the bedroom, and finally found a notebook in the deepest part of the bookcase. It had a black leather cover and was not the kind that could be locked, so Lei flipped through it.

When Lei saw the words on the first page, his pupils shrank subconsciously.

The words written with a red signature pen are very eye-catching, but the strokes are messy and look very sloppy. The first word is far apart from the first, but the spacing between the following words is normal.

"Who am I?"

Lei turned to the back and saw that it was full of similar sentences, with no beginning or end, like the scribblings of a mentally ill person.

"Ayang...

Ah Yang, who is it? 』

There are some changes in the handwriting of the upper and lower lines, but it can be seen that it is the handwriting of the same person, probably written by different ages.

Lei could tell that the owner of the notebook had originally intended to use it as a diary, but gave up for some reason.

The rest of the book was filled with scattered information, except for a few pages at the back that were violently torn off, which Lei roughly integrated.

Perhaps the owner of the notebook does not know who he is. To be more precise, he thinks he should not be in his current identity, but he can't find any evidence.

The owner of the notebook has scattered memories, and not many complete fragments can be pieced together. According to his adoptive father, it was because he was under too much stress that triggered the brain's protective mechanism, and he had also hit his head before, so this happened.

Lei raised his eyebrows in his heart. He didn't know whether the owner of the book believed such words or not. Anyway, as for him, he would not believe it.

This kind of talk is really a lie. If you say that he was hit by a car, he might just believe it.

These words...haha.

After evaluating the truth of those words in his mind, Lei saw a page clearly recorded: "I don't agree with what he said, but I did find that there is a scar on my head."