My Corpse is my final Barrier.
Once it falls into their hands, I will completely dissipate. I will lose even the qualification for revenge.
I wander in the Park, like a trapped beast.
I must fight back. I need an ally.
Guo Weifeng. This name surfaces in my mind.
He is the guard of the Park, yet he stands apart from the others.
His caution, his oddness. He deliberately avoids certain areas.
His eyes always carry a sense of vigilance. These details tell me something.
He may have secrets just like mine.
As night falls, the Park grows even more silent. A chilling atmosphere permeates the air.
Guo Weifeng is alone, organizing supplies in a secluded corner.
His movements are careful. There are no cameras here, nor any other guards.
I hide in the shadows, waiting for the right moment.
"Guo Weifeng." My voice is low and eerie.
He suddenly turns around, panic flashing in his eyes before he regains his composure. "Who are you?!"
His reaction is as I expected. I stare directly into his eyes.
"I am a victim."
"A Ghost trapped here."
"I know you are different from the others."
"I have been observing you for a long time."
"Your patrol route, your expressions."
"Everything feels strange."
"You’re not an ordinary guard, are you?"
His eyes were filled with suspicion.
"What makes you think I’m different from anyone else?"
"Just based on your inexplicable observations?"
I laughed, devoid of warmth. "They destroyed everything I had."
"My family, my future."
"I need revenge."
"And you have the ability to help me."
"If you don’t want your secrets exposed, it’s best to cooperate with me."
He fell silent.
His gaze flickered.
It seemed he was weighing his options.
"It seems I can't hide this from you..."
"I’m an undercover officer."
"I’ve been infiltrating here to uproot this Criminal Organization."
"Now that you know my identity, what do you intend to do?"
Undercover.
That word sent a shock through me.
He truly is an anomaly.
A person brave enough to walk in the abyss.
I suppress my complex emotions.
"Wang Qiang is searching for my Corpse."
"If they find it, I'm finished."
"I need your help to retrieve my Corpse."
"In return, I can help you gather evidence against the Criminal Organization."
"I can create chaos to obtain information."
"I'll provide you with Help." His expression turned serious.
"Your Corpse?"
"This is too dangerous."
"If we're discovered, we could both be exposed."
"They want to kill me and make me disappear completely!"
"If the Corpse is destroyed, I will never be able to recover."
My voice carried a plea, but also a resolve.
"Haven't you always pursued justice?"
"Help me get back my Corpse."
"Together, we can bring these criminals to justice."
"This is our shared opportunity."
He pondered for a moment and slowly nodded.
"Alright, I'll help you."
"But we must act with caution."
"Not a single mistake can be made."
" Mass Grave."
"My Corpse was left there."
"I can guide you."
"But there may be ambushes along the way."
"There's no time to waste; we must move now."
He quickly gathered supplies.
Checking the communication devices.
The night grew darker. We silently passed through the Park.
He avoided surveillance and guards, his movements swift and agile.
Mass Grave. A land of death.
The stench of decay hit us, nauseating.
Even the Spirit could feel that oppressive presence.
"Up ahead." I directed him toward the patch of dry grass.
He parted the grass, revealing a Skeleton. The Clothes had long since rotted away, leaving only scattered fragments.
"This is it." My voice trembled.
This was My Corpse, a testament to everything that had been taken from me.
He carefully collected the Skeleton, his movements gentle and filled with reverence.
"All set." He handed me the Container.
As I touched the Container, a cold power surged into my body.
My Spirit became more solid. The surrounding black mist grew thicker.
This was a strange form of Control. But it was only temporary.
I needed to constantly seek new energy.
"Next, we will act according to plan."
"Together, we will gather evidence and dismantle this Criminal Organization."
My voice was cold and resolute.
"Alright."
"But this process will undoubtedly be fraught with danger."
"We must be cautious."
"Let's first devise a detailed plan."
"We cannot act blindly."
With his Help, the hope for revenge grew stronger.
Yet the road ahead remained perilous. A moment's carelessness could lead to utter ruin.
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