This is already the third case that has left you helpless.
The first time happened in late winter, when the cold wind was still raging. The grandma who got up in the morning to buy groceries saw a drunkard freezing to death on the street, but this did not attract any attention. But when the case was about to be sealed, you smelled something unusual.
The second time was during the scorching summer heat. The daughter of a city leader was found dead in the school bathroom. The cause of death was drowning. The deceased's medical history, disorderly footprints and traces of all kinds of people coming in and out have already buried the truth of the matter. This solid conclusion begins to falter again when you see a boy throwing a lock of hair into an open garbage dump outside the school.
The third time is now. You are locked in an unknown container. Just when you want to use the iron key in your hand to open the rope, the door opens.
Practice
Intention: Deep in the dark room, looking forward to the light.