Just as Lin An was about to leave with Chen Yong, his eyes swept across the room again.
Um?
wrong.
Lin An frowned and quickly locked his eyes on an old landline phone.
The old-fashioned telephone painted red is incompatible with the decoration in the room.
("The call was made.")
In the thinking space, the second will suddenly spoke.
At first, neither of them paid much attention to the phone. After all, the amount of information about a living person must be far greater than others.
Moreover, mobile phones can record, but old landlines cannot.
But under careful observation, Lin An nodded slightly. He noticed that there was no dust on several buttons of the phone.
Without saying anything else, he quickly approached and picked it up.
It was slightly cold, so I picked up the phone and pressed the callback button without any pause.
"beep---"
There was a busy murmur, and Lin An glanced at the mottled and peeling telephone line, thoughtfully.
If the callback fails, there should be a problem with the line.
dust, clean, phone, mobile phone
After thinking briefly, Lin An put down the microphone in his hand.
Behind him, Chen Yong opened his mouth, looked at Lin An's actions, and realized something.
He hurriedly spoke as if to defend himself:
"I also called you back."
"I pressed the callback button"
"Before I came, Xiaohui didn't answer the phone. After I found out that she was missing, I wondered if her mobile phone might have run out of battery, so I called her on a landline before leaving."
Looking a little down, Chen Yong smiled bitterly and continued:
"I think Xiaohui must have called her, but she couldn't call back, and I don't know who she called last."
Lin An nodded slightly, indicating that he accepted Chen Yong's explanation.
But after he lowered his head and thought for a moment, he chuckled.
"I know who she called last."
The man was stunned when he heard the sound, wondering how Lin An was going to find the number.
You know, this old-fashioned landline phone does not have the function of displaying numbers.
Standing in front of the phone, Lin An glanced at the dust on the keys. Under the subtle observation of the Eye of Truth, he quickly pieced together the pressed keys.
It can't be dialed back, but it doesn't affect anything.
Three numbers, two repeated.
Almost without thinking, Lin An put the shoes into the space ring, pulled Chen Yong and turned around to leave.
In the thinking space, the second will chuckled and spoke slowly and meaningfully:
("Somewhat interesting")
Pulling Chen Yong, who looked shocked, Lin An nodded calmly.
That's right, after he saw the old landline phone, he instantly overturned his previous thinking.
Under super-effective thinking, he realized clearly.
I'm afraid there isn't too much information here, useful information is in the next place.
But, it is not the hometown that Chen Yong mentioned.
But before leaving, he put up a mental barrier at the place where he appeared.
As long as someone appears here, the fragile mental power mark will instantly shatter, giving an early warning.
leave.
Outside the old apartment building, a line of wet footprints spread from the wall outside the building, into the room where the curtains were drawn, and up to the ceiling.
Chapter completed!