"It might not be something said by a living person; perhaps they found records left by Chopping Watermelons, like a notebook or something. As for this mark... maybe they branded it on themselves as proof of being part of the same gang?"
After all, there's no rule that says you can't use someone else's symbol as your own gang's mark.
"And how do you explain that sentence? Why would he speak the language of your clan?"
"Probably decoded. Didn't Baozi crack it too?"
"It seems that only by finding that island can we resolve these doubts."
I turned over the medical record, showing Chen Qinghan the artwork I completed.
Chen Qinghan came over, looked at it carefully, then took the medical record and tore off the page, carefully folding it and putting it into his pocket.
"I'll have someone compare it later. By the way—" He hadn't finished speaking when someone outside suddenly shouted 'What's that?'
