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Sun Meng took the documents handed to her by Liang Bo and, after a quick glance and comparison, felt that they did not match the environment here. "I don't think this is the right place. Your records mention a three-story building, but there's nothing like that here."
"I checked other locations too, and there are no old buildings left. Many have been demolished and rebuilt; this is the last remaining spot," Liang Bo said, gesturing toward the distant fields where patches of golden canola flowers swayed in the wind. This area was on the outskirts, so it was natural for canola flowers to grow here.
"What should we do? Ziya, Zhiqing... I can't reach either of them. The video was terrifying; what are we going to do?" Sun Meng spoke in a panicked tone, her voice cracking as she muttered to herself.
"What can we do? Just chill. Damn it, who the hell is playing these scare tactics? Should we report it? Let the police handle it; that would make things much simpler," Liang Bo replied angrily, taking a big gulp from his soda can.
"But the video had text saying not to call the police," Sun Meng said, licking her dry lips. Although she was thirsty, she had no desire to drink water.
"Do you really believe that's a threat? With your tough demeanor, you shouldn't be scared!"
As Liang Bo spoke, he turned and walked toward the car. Sun Meng found herself at a loss for words against his teasing. Feeling dejected, she stepped back from the messy ground onto the main road. She shoved her hands into her pockets and looked around aimlessly. She wanted to find some clues here, but everything seemed unrelated to the scenes in the video.
"There are outsiders here; aren't they afraid of being questioned by the police?" Sun Meng observed the open ground with makeshift shanties and noticed a few children playing mischievously.
"It's not census time yet; who would bother asking?" Liang Bo pressed the car key, causing the vehicle to beep as its taillights flashed.
At that moment, a small child and another taller one passed by them. Each child held a smartphone, and the ringtone caught Sun Meng's attention—it sounded remarkably similar to Ziya's phone.
"Hey! Stop!" Sun Meng shouted. The children froze in their tracks, staring blankly at her and Liang Bo. Seeing how startled they were by her shout made Sun Meng internally chastise herself for being so nosy.
"Is there something you need, Auntie?" asked the taller child timidly as he looked at Sun Meng's round face.
"Hey, it's nothing. I just wanted to ask how you also like this song?" Sun Meng pointed at the child's phone. At the same time, she glanced at the child's device and was taken aback; it was exactly the same model as Ziya's.
Liang Bo hurriedly closed the car door he had just opened and turned to watch the conversation between Sun Meng and the child.
"Uh... this..." The child stammered, their face turning red, eyes flashing with a hint of panic. Looking at Liang Bo made them even more anxious, and they quickly grabbed another child and dashed away from Sun Meng, disappearing in an instant.
"Hey..." Sun Meng wanted to chase after them but was held back by Liang Bo.
"It's just a couple of kids. Why are you making such a fuss? Come on, let's go back. I have a meeting to host," Liang Bo said impatiently, watching the children run far away.
"Uh... fine!" Sun Meng sighed and turned to get into Liang Bo's car, which sped onto the fast lane.
Sun Meng's mind was still replaying what had just happened. Was it a coincidence or something else? How could the child's phone be identical to Ziya's? Looking at how the two children were dressed, there was no way they could afford an Apple iPhone 2nd generation worth 5,888 yuan. So where did that phone come from?
"Still thinking about the phone?" Liang Bo asked, noticing Sun Meng's expression from the corner of his eye.
"Yeah, that phone is exactly like Ziya's. What a coincidence!"
"You women are so troublesome. There are plenty of knockoff phones these days; you can get one for three or four hundred yuan that looks just like an Apple phone. What's so strange about that?"
Liang Bo had a point. Thinking about it, Sun Meng felt she might be overreacting. She was feeling a bit tired and didn't say much more, leaning back against the car seat and closing her eyes for a moment of rest.
The car glided smoothly along the flat fast lane, located in the northern part of the city. Tall buildings like Universal Hotel and Northwest Investment Bank displayed bright red advertisements that were clearly visible through the car windows as they passed over the bustling interchange.
In a half-asleep state, Sun Meng felt as if Ziya was right beside her, along with Zhiqing. The three of them were chatting and laughing just like they used to in middle school. Suddenly, Sun Meng noticed blood pouring from Ziya's mouth, gasping for air, with blood also seeping from her eyes. Zhiqing was in the same condition...
"Ah... Ziya... Zhiqing... Ah..." Sun Meng's sudden scream startled Liang Bo, who slammed on the brakes, fearing that Sun Meng's old illness had flared up again. He glanced around the road but found no place to stop or pull over.
"Sun Meng, Sun Meng, what's wrong?" Liang Bo shouted at her, having barely avoided a collision with a speeding car behind them. His heart raced with anxiety as he called out to her while she continued to cry out with her eyes closed.
"Uh..." Sun Meng was jolted awake by Liang Bo's voice. She opened her eyes to find no sign of Ziya or Zhiqing; it was just her and Liang Bo in the car. Wiping away the cold sweat that had formed from her fright, she took a deep breath and realized that she had just dreamt about Ziya.
"Are you okay?" Liang Bo asked as he shifted gears and pressed the clutch, relieved to understand that Sun Meng had merely experienced a nightmare.
"Uh, I'm fine. I can't believe I had a nightmare even for just a moment," Sun Meng replied, rubbing her eyes and taking a big gulp from her unfinished drink. But then something crossed her mind; she hesitated and set the drink down to examine it closely before closing her eyes to relieve the tension and bringing it back to her lips.
Once home, Sun Meng briefly greeted Anqing before rushing to her computer desk to turn on the computer, eager to check for any new emails. As soon as she powered it up and logged into QQ, a message popped up in the lower right corner.
The image displayed was quite strange—chaotic scenes accompanied by the roaring sound of a lawnmower, with a crumpled can lying messily in the grass... That can looked just like the one Liang Bo had kicked away earlier... Why did this scene seem so familiar? Sun Meng leaned closer to examine it; the can matched the brand they had used together.
Without hesitation, Sun Meng picked up her phone and dialed Liang Bo's number, but found that he had set up call forwarding. With no other option, she reluctantly turned off her phone. Turning back to the screen, she noticed a line of blood-red text appearing: "You are next." The words looked like fresh blood, sending chills down Sun Meng's spine as her heart raced wildly. In an instant, she felt helpless and began trembling uncontrollably.
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