Ten years ago, the Baita Sanatorium was locked down overnight, and Chen Lingyi's sister Chen Lingzhao disappeared.
Ten years later, she received an anonymous text message:
I want to know how Chen Lingzhao died, at twelve o'clock tonight, south of the White Tower.
Chen Lingyi broke into an abandoned nursing home alone, but rescued a numbered man on the third underground floor.
He couldn't cry out in pain or call for help. K-17 was engraved on his wrist, but the first time he saw her, he called out her name in a mute voice.
Everyone wants to take him away.
The Baita Group said that he was a dangerous experimental subject that must be recovered.
The Lu family said that he was the young master who died ten years ago.
The police said he was the only living evidence in the old case of Baita.
But Chen Lingyi only knew that he was holding his sister's hairpin before she disappeared.
What she rescued was not a strange man.
But a man who had ten years wiped off his death certificate.
When Lu Huaisheng finally remembered the door numbered 0317 under the White Tower, he only said one sentence:
"That year, I locked her up."
Intention: He only recognizes her