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I was trapped, caught in an endless loop. Time and again, I returned to the day of the incident, reliving the same scenes and witnessing the same tragedy unfold. Despair washed over me like a tide, nearly swallowing me whole. But I couldn't give up; I had to find the truth to break this cycle and find my release.
I began to try different approaches. In the first loop, I attempted to stop the murderer but failed. In the second loop, I tried to call the police, but by the time they arrived, the scene had been cleaned up, leaving no traces behind. Each failure left me feeling powerless, yet I refused to surrender. I kept reminding myself that I possessed an advantage that others did not—time. I could start over again and again until I uncovered the truth.
I began to act like a detective, meticulously observing every detail of the crime scene, every corner. I replayed the events of that day repeatedly, trying to find clues I had overlooked. Through countless loops, I gradually learned how to leverage the advantages of this cycle. I could boldly experiment with various approaches and test each hypothesis without fear of making mistakes.
Finally, in an inconspicuous corner, I discovered a fragment of a miniature camera. It was hidden beneath a thick layer of dust; without my repeated thorough searches, it would have remained undiscovered. My heart began to race; my intuition told me that this fragment could very well be key evidence.
I needed to find the complete camera and recover the data inside it. But that was easier said than done. I had no idea where the camera had been discarded or whether it still functioned. Once again, I found myself at a standstill.
I continued to loop and search tirelessly. Like a ghost, I wandered through every corner of the city, rummaging through every trash bin. Time had lost its meaning for me; I didn't know how many times I had looped—I only knew that I couldn't give up.
At last, in a secluded alleyway, I found the discarded camera. It was smashed to pieces, but miraculously, the storage card was intact. Carefully, I extracted the card and connected it to my computer. The wait for data recovery felt interminable; each second stretched out like a century.
The data recovery was successful! The footage clearly captured the events of the incident, revealing the true culprit at last. Elation surged through me as if a heavy weight had finally lifted from my chest. I had succeeded! I had finally uncovered the truth!
But I knew that wasn't enough. I needed to hand over the evidence to someone trustworthy so that justice could be served. I thought of my college classmate, Liu Hao, who was now a journalist. He was honest and brave; perhaps he could help me.
I dialed Liu Hao's number, my voice trembling slightly with excitement. "Liu Hao, I… I've found evidence that can prove… prove who the real murderer is."
After listening to my account, Liu Hao paused for a moment before responding with determination in his voice: "Li Ming, give me the evidence, and I'll make sure the truth is revealed so that the murderer gets what they deserve."
Taking a deep breath, I handed Liu Hao the USB drive containing the storage card. In that moment, I felt as though my mission was complete; at last, I could find my release.
However, things were not as simple as I had imagined. After handing over the evidence, I did not immediately break free from the cycle. I remained trapped in the time loop, but now there was a glimmer of hope in my heart, a sense of anticipation for the future. I knew that Liu Hao would surely reveal the truth to the world, and justice would eventually be served. All I needed to do was wait quietly, wait for the dawn to arrive.
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