C239 Heart lock — the ghost of a woman on a park bench

It was a quiet dawn. The first line of light had just revealed itself on the horizon.

On a boulevard in Jianghai City's People's Park, there was a rhythmic sound of "Shua Shua" — it was Big Sis Liu, who was responsible for cleaning the district. The broom in her hand fluttered rapidly, and in a few minutes she was near a bench.

"Ah …" At this moment, a low, hazy female voice came from somewhere