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Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and the unexpected sound made their hearts race. When they heard the voice of the Landlady outside, they let out a sigh of relief and opened the door.
The Landlady stood outside with toiletries in her hands, her plump body nearly blocking the entire doorway.
"These are your toiletries," she said, handing the items to Linyuan, who thanked her.
"I heard you all had a run-in with someone from our place today?" the Landlady suddenly remarked as she looked at them.
Hearing that even the Landlady knew about it made them feel embarrassed, and they stuck out their tongues.
"It wasn't anything serious; we just couldn't stand by!" Su Jin'er said, appearing somewhat awkward. Given how others perceived her, such actions were definitely not something she would normally do.
"I can see you all have courage, but today, you picked the wrong person to confront."
"What? That scoundrel hit an old man in public; how could we have been wrong?" Linyuan replied, feeling agitated at the Landlady's words, expecting praise instead.
Seeing Linyuan upset, the Landlady quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand; I didn't mean to blame you."
They stepped aside to let the Landlady enter the room. "Actually, that old man is the son of that big guy..."
Upon hearing this, Linyuan became even angrier and interrupted the Landlady, saying, "That makes it even worse! A son hitting his father is utterly unacceptable!"
"Xiaoyuan, let the lady finish her story."
Linyuan pouted and fell silent.
"While it's indeed wrong for a son to hit his father, what you don't know is that today that old man fell into a big pit near us. It had been frozen over, but someone’s child broke the ice. The old man accidentally slipped in. After rescuing him, we found he was covered in those blood-sucking worms that had already entered his body. If we don't get them out quickly, he will soon be drained of blood and die."
"Then why not take him to the hospital?"
"Isn't it because the family is poor? However, in the countryside, there is a method: find someone to beat him until the worms are forced out."
"That's so cruel!" Linyuan couldn't help but exclaim.
"Yes! Although that person is a thug, he is famously filial. He knows it's immoral for a son to beat his father, but he still doesn't trust others to hit his old man, fearing they won't know how to hold back!"
After hearing this, they all lowered their heads, regretting that they hadn't asked for the full story before hitting someone.
"You don't need to feel guilty because he isn't a good person either. I just wanted you to know the truth of the matter."
After saying this, the Landlady left.
"Ah! Good intentions lead to strange outcomes!" Linyuan said as she flopped onto the bed, feeling a bit schadenfreude.
"This incident gives me a hint. After we return to school, we should start investigating what happened five years ago and three years ago. We need to gather everything, right or wrong; we will start by looking for the reasons."
"Okay!"
After running around all day, they were quite tired. It wasn't long before they fell asleep on the bed, and even breathing sounds filled the room.
The wind outside continued to blow fiercely against the window, making a clattering noise.
Inside, Linyuan tossed and turned restlessly, her furrowed brow indicating she was not sleeping well.
It wasn't until a piercing scream echoed from outside that she reluctantly opened her eyes.
The room was pitch black, and she could see nothing. Rubbing her sore eyes, she perked up her ears to listen intently to the sounds outside.
The wailing seemed to come from a great distance, yet it felt as if it were right outside the window. She looked up at the window; the wind blew through the cracks, causing the curtains to flutter.
She got out of bed and stood by the window, pulling back the curtains to look outside. It was still dark outside, and she couldn't see anything. Pressing her face against the glass, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly appeared outside, glaring fiercely at her.
"Ah!" She stumbled backward in terror and fell onto the bed.
Those eyes continued to glare at her, but they also seemed to be laughing, mocking her for being frightened.
Blood began to flow down the window, streaks of bright red running down the glass, making the eyes pressed against it appear even more ferocious and terrifying.
Linyuan sat on the bed, breathing heavily, her eyes fixed on the outside, afraid that if she let her guard down for even a moment, those eyes would come inside.
Sweat soaked her clothes as she remained locked in a standoff with the eyes outside.
Finally, as if tired of watching her fear, those eyes slowly moved. At that moment, the window was covered in blood, and it seemed as though her own eyes had turned blood-red as well.
The eyes outside disappeared, but the piercing screams grew louder, as if the sound were right next to her ear. She closed her eyes tightly and pressed her hands over her ears, but the tighter she pressed, the louder the sound became, as if it were emanating from within her own ears.
She was on the verge of collapse; the sound was so horrific that it made her want to commit suicide.
Suicide!
Yes, if she committed suicide, she wouldn't have to hear such a terrifying sound anymore.
She loosened her grip and slowly walked toward the window.
She opened the window, and the cold wind blew into the room, lifting her hair. She was laughing, a strange laugh, but tears streamed down her face.
She slowly climbed up to the window, a voice in her mind kept saying: Jump! If you jump, you'll be free. Hurry up and jump! Don't hesitate.
Desperately shaking her head, she subconsciously knew she couldn't jump, but it felt like her body was no longer hers.
Just as she was about to jump, Su Jin'er timely grabbed her.
"Are you crazy? Why would you want to jump?" Su Jin'er hugged her and pulled her back onto the bed.
The lights in the room were already on, and Linyuan sat on the bed, trembling with her legs hugged close.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"I... I don't know. I just got up to see what was happening after hearing a scream, and then I saw a pair of blood-red eyes staring at me fiercely. Then blood started flowing from the window, so much blood. After that, the eyes disappeared, and I heard the scream again. That voice made me feel so hopeless; it said if I jumped, I wouldn't hear it anymore."
After hearing Linyuan's words, Su Jin'er broke out in a cold sweat. She held Linyuan tightly; if she had been just a moment later, she would have lost her best friend forever.
"Okay, stop crying. It's alright now. You're safe."
She turned to look out the window; there were no terrifying eyes and no bleeding window. What was going on?
Linyuan gradually stopped crying. She wiped her tears and said, "Jin'er, let's not think about this anymore, okay? I really feel like this is something we can't stop."
"Xiaoyuan, I'm sorry. It's all my fault; I shouldn't have involved you in this. Now we can't escape; they have already come for us."
"What? Do you understand? I'm not afraid. They can control our thoughts and make us do anything they want us to do. If it had been you who got controlled just now and I hadn't woken up, do you know how terrible the consequences would be?" Linyuan's tears made Jin'er feel heartbroken, but she didn't know how to comfort her and could only gently pat her shoulder.
She was also very scared. If it weren't for the cold wind suddenly blowing in and waking her up, she would probably be crying while holding the bloodied body of Linyuan right now! Just thinking about it made her feel terrified. But what was behind her? Why could it control a person's will and thoughts? Could it really be a ghost?
Linyuan tightly embraced her, and they both burrowed under a blanket, his body still slightly trembling.
They stared at the ceiling with their eyes wide open, no longer daring to sleep.
Chu Feifan looked at his father, who had a serious expression. His father had asked him to find his brother but gave him no clues at all. He had been home for three days, and today was the first time his father had time to talk to him.
"Did you come back this time just to ask about your brother?" Chuxiong asked, holding an unlit cigar.
"Yes! Isn't this the task you assigned to me?" Although Chu Feifan respected his father, he did not like him.
He felt that aside from being passionate about work, his father had no interest in anything else; to put it bluntly, he seemed inhumane.
"To be honest, I don't have any news about him either. It's just that he's been out there for too long, and I'm worried."
Was he really worried? Chu Feifan felt like laughing; his own son had become a criminal, and how could he save face?
"Dad, if you really care about him, then look for him openly. Don't tell the outside world that your son is dead." He was somewhat angry at his father's selfishness.
"I haven't announced to the outside world that he's dead." Chuxiong suddenly appeared very tired. He put down the cigar and looked seriously at his son: "Forget it; you're grown up now. I'll tell you the truth! Seven years ago, your brother escaped from prison. I sent my men and the police to look for him, but six months later, we found his body near your school on that mountain. He died in a fire. I was devastated at the time and had him cremated because you were still young, so I didn't tell you."
Chu Feifan looked at his father in shock. He saw tears streaming down his father's face; it didn't seem like he was lying: "Since you already know my brother is dead, why do you want me to investigate?"
"Because I recently discovered that your brother's death was suspicious, so I want to find out the cause of his death."
"Why didn't you investigate when he died? Now it's been seven years since my brother died, and only now do you want to investigate?"
"At that time, Dad was very sad and angry, thinking it would be better to die. Later, he felt guilty about him, so he wanted to find out the Killer."
"Was your brother murdered?"
"I don't think your brother would commit suicide."
That's true; he had escaped from prison, so how could he possibly take his own life? But it could also have been an accident!
He always thought his brother was living somewhere in the world, but he never expected that he had already...
As he left his father's study, his steps were somewhat disordered. Although his brother appeared to be a spoiled rich kid to outsiders, only knowing how to indulge in food and entertainment every day, he treated him very well. Whenever there was something good, he would let him have it. When he learned that his brother had killed someone and was sent to prison, he cried for a long time and even fell ill. But now, facing the news that his brother had been dead for seven years, how could he not feel heartbroken?
Returning to his room, he sat in the corner and began to cry silently. Everything changed too quickly; he hadn't had time to prepare for it.
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