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All the paintings around it are realism, representing adult women.

But this cubism painting, with an unclear face

shows a date of 2006.

It means the girl's age is only 15.

You're trading a 15-year-old girl as a commodity.

Your art gallery is a cover, but actually, you're organizing prostitution.

Officers, you really have an imagination.

I'm just an ordinary art dealer.

Be serious!

If you truly are, we just need to verify your client list.

I admit to then organized prostitution.

I'll tell you everything that I know to earn some merit.

- Let's not talk about other things yet. Ren Xiaoxuan— - I didn't kill her.

How do you know that she's dead?

Even though Ren Xiaoxuan transferred away from the school back then,

but the news of her disappearance quickly

spread among all the teachers.

I also heard that a skeleton was dug up at the field in the No. 7 High School recently.

You're also asking about her.

So it must be Ren Xiaoxuan.

Tell us about your molestation of Ren Xiaoxuan those years ago.

Molestation?

Ren Xiaoxuan wrote about the whole thing in her diary.

Xiaoxuan, you're working so hard.

Your shadows are drawn wrong.

Let me teach you.

Follow the technique of my hand.

Why is your hand shaking so much?

That's right.

No, Officer. It's all a misunderstanding.

That can't be considered molestation.

Besides, it's not like I succeeded.

What did the student look like?

I-I really can't remember.

Think again.

I-I really can't remember, Officer.

I had drank a little at the time and just glanced at him.

Besides, I didn't dare look at him for too long. I was worried about him seeing me.

Officers, you have to believe me.

I want you to find him as soon as possible, too.

He can prove that I didn't do anything that day.

Does he look like this?

I really can't remember.

I just remember... that he was very thin

and not very tall.

Teenagers all look pretty much the same.

You'll find him. It has to be one of the delinquent art students from that year.

Do you know anything about the boyfriend

mentioned in Xiaoxuan's diary?

No.

Perhaps people who draw don't remember things

in their minds.

After all,

we recall our memories with our hands.

"The sunlight in the art classroom is just right.

It shines on his well-defined eyebrows

and thick eyelashes.

Like the dappled shade on the grass in

a secret land of a children's fairytale.

A beaming smile appeared on his face

as he drew.

He must love drawing.

I want to take the place of sunshine and rain

and kiss your handsome nose. When you finished playing basketball,

you carelessly went under the faucet to wash your face.

Soaked every inch of your hair.

We're seemingly always apart,

but also forever interdependent."

Back then, the art students weren't separated by grade.

Everyone drew together.

But that boy...

I really don't remember at all.

Do you recognize any of these names?

They were all art students back then.

There are some who were first years like Xiaoxuan,

and some who were in my grade, third years.

We still have frequent get togethers.

What's the matter?

I want to ask you a favor.

Thank you for organizing this class reunion for us.

They're people I know after all. I want to find out the truth, too.

I've always been curious about why you stayed.

Staying here as an art teacher will bury your talent.

What about you? Why are you a police officer?

I've seen your drawings.

Your talent far exceeds that of an ordinary sketch artist.

It can be half a year before an artist sells a piece of artwork,

but a sketch artist gets paid monthly.

I don't believe that.

You still haven't answered my question.

With your talent,

you could've chosen to continue your studies in the country's top art academies

and connected with more outstanding artists.

Why did you choose to stay here?

Art.

It's too difficult to make it just about the art.

It's easy to get lost in fame, money, and vanity.

I'd rather stay with the school and teach the kids who truly love art.

[Ten Year Reunion]

[Ten Year Reunion]

You didn't tell the truth earlier.

You already have a predetermined answer,

so you don't think anything I say is the truth.

Drink up!

Everyone has to drink today! [Ten Year Reunion]

All right, all right.

What have you been up to?

- I'll pour. - Why did you pour only half a cup?

Drink up.

Yes, drink up.

None of them seem to look like him.

[Ten Year Reunion]

Does it feel really familiar, having the reunion here?

Of course. It's been so long.

We, art students, used to hide

in this swimming pool to chat and doodle.

That's right.

This building holds our entire youth.

- Let's drink! - Drink!

Let's drink! Cheers!

Senior Sister.

Didn't you say there was an activity? What is it?

Just a little game to test everyone's abilities to draw from memory.

Will you guys help me turn the chalkboard around?

Sure.

Go on.

We were so close back then, but now we're such strangers.

How much does everyone remember from back then?

All right, Senior Sister.

You tell us how to play. I'll follow along!

This box is filled with slips of paper I wrote

with characteristics of those in our art class back then.

Everyone will draw one and draw it on the chalkboard,

and the rest of us will try to guess who it is. What do you think?

- Sure! - Sure! - Come on.

I'll start then.

Sure. Go on.

"His face is always oily.

His eyes are like two little black beans

floating on oil."

- Who's she drawing? - How are we supposed to know? She just started.

Yeah.

This is pretty smart.

Others won't be suspicious if Teacher Qu draws first.

The rest of the slips of paper are all Xiaoxuan's diary's descriptions

of the appearance of the boy she liked.

If the boy she liked is really here,

or if someone who knew him is here,

they'd react in a special way to these descriptions.

Who is it?

- Isn't that Zhao Zipeng? - Right!

You're missing something!

- Here. - Senior Sister, hand it to me.

This is his unique characteristic.

Cool.

- That's the essence. - Yep.

Isn't that right?

Yes, yes.

- That's it! - It looks just like him.

Why do I feel that this isn't difficult for any of you?

Of course not! We still have it in us!

Why don't we change up the way we play?

Sure.

We'll all draw the same description of the same person together.

Let's see who does the quickest and best drawing. What do you think?

- No problem! - Sure.

- I've been waiting for my turn. - All right.

Then… Come on.

I'm definitely winning.

You didn't even draw as well as I did when we were in school.

- Get out of here! - I haven't drawn in ten years.

"The cool breeze swept across his face,

lifting up his hair

to reveal his tall nose,

thick long eyelashes,

and beaming smile.

His sharply contoured eyebrows

are thick and dashing.

He looks so sweet and gentle with them on his face."

If I had known we'd be here so long, I would've brought some snacks.

I have some.

Why do I think this one looks like Xu Chen?

No way. How can Xu Chen have such a trendy hairstyle?

It definitely isn't.

Then, who?

I think it's Wang Yiqi.

If you don't hurry and draw, you'll really lose.

Everyone else only added a stroke when they heard a new description.

There's hesitation in the process.

And modifications.

It shows that the others don't know who they're drawing.

Or, it's the first time they heard this description.

Except for him.

He hesitated a long time before he started drawing.

But he's decisive in drawing, all in one go.

No hesitation at all.

It's very likely that as soon as he heard the descriptions,

he already knew who he was going to draw.

Among the same class of art students, you had the best drawing skills.

Why did you draw the slowest this time?

Because I wasn't sure who it was.

Strength in strokes, full of emotion.

You can sense that

he's releasing all the emotions that he's suppressed.

It's him, then?

He either knows her,

or he's seen the diary.

Lanxin.

You got everyone here today, not just simply for a reunion. Right?

She didn't ask you to come.

We're the ones looking for you.

You've read her diary, right?

In her diary, she wrote about a boy she liked. Was that you?

In the beginning,

I also thought I was the one she liked.

It was on the basketball court when I first noticed her.

That day, it was April Fool's Day. It was raining.

I remember it clearly.

Later, she would often watch me play basketball.

She would even quietly cheer for me outside the basketball court until it was dark.

She would sneak a peek toward my direction during art class.

When we were eating,

she'd sit close to me.

But in all other places,

she'd never speak to me or even look at me.

At first, I thought she was shy and embarrassed.

Later, I snuck a peek at her diary

and finally realized the backside that she drew on her desk top wasn't me.

That's why you bullied her.

"May 3, Rain. I don't know why,

but he's been targeting me lately. He found my diary.

In front of everyone, he read my diary.

He laughed so loudly.

I wish I could've died right then and there."

"May 15, I was punished to run around the field again.

I know it's because of him again.

But I don't know how to explain it to the teacher.

None of the classmates would speak up for me either."

"May 18,

I didn't expect to find a dead bird in my textbook.

I was very frightened.

I know that

it must be him."

"June 5. Riding on a rainy day scares me the most.

But I just had to run into him again.

I fell into the puddle and saw his back."

Don't read it anymore.

This is how you were in her diary.

I only wanted to know who that person in the diary was.

Who is he?

I don't know.

I even paid close attention to all the boys in our class from that year.

I never found that person.

Based on the current investigation, we can basically ascertain

that Zhao Zipeng and Tian Lin have no direct connection

with Ren Xiaoxuan's death.

Then, the only clues left from Ren Xiaoxuan's diary

are of the boy.

But to this date,

among all the people we've found to be connected to Ren Xiaoxuan,

no one knows who this boy is.

Don't you find it strange?

We've arrived.

We've arrived?

You live here? There aren't even any lights on.

The street lamp has been broken for a long time. I'm already used to it.

Thanks.

[April 1, Sunny]

[April 3, Sunny]

[April 1, Sunny]

It was April Fool's Day. It was raining.

[4 .1]

[April 1, Sunny]

She lied in her diary.