Prodigy’s Playground

Jiang Ran set down the tools he had used for the “crime” and looked into the iron box.

Unexpectedly—

there wasn’t much inside.

“A glass bottle?”

He checked the corners.

There were no other items.

Only two transparent glass bottles about the size of soda cans.

Through the glass, he could see that each bottle contained a rolled sheet of paper covered in writing.

“Is this… a message-in-a-bottle? Or something like a time capsule?”