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The feeling of chest tightness grew stronger, and she wondered what would happen this time with such intensity.
Her face was pale, devoid of color, and her lips trembled continuously.
"Jin'er, what's wrong with you?"
"I don't know. My chest feels heavy, and I sense something bad is about to happen."
But what could be more sorrowful and painful than losing Linyuan?
"Sometimes I wonder if you have the ability to foresee things! Just like that dream you had before Wu Nannan died," Chu Feifan joked.
Su Jin'er stiffened at his words. He was right; there were still many strange things that remained unexplained. The things she and Linyuan had seen, as well as that peculiar dream. She remembered her grandmother once saying that her constitution was weak and that she easily attracted unclean things, but she never mentioned having the ability to foresee events. Because of this, she had often laughed at her grandmother's superstitions. Although she still believed in science and thought this case was caused by a person, there was always a part of her that felt some things were inexplicable.
"What dream are you talking about? I haven't heard you mention it before," Captain Xing asked, intrigued by the new information.
"Oh! It was the day before Wu Nannan's incident when Jin'er dreamed of that scene. But since you're the captain of the criminal police team, you might not believe in foresight or anything like that, so we didn't mention it," Chu Feifan said with an awkward smile.
"Regardless of whether I believe it or not, you should tell us everything so we can find more clues," Captain Xing seemed a bit angry at their concealment.
"I didn't mean to keep it from you. Everything that happened then was very strange. I suddenly lost a day's worth of memory. That day, I had no idea what I had done, and then I had that dream. When I woke up, I found myself lying in bed without knowing how I got there."
Su Jin'er's voice was filled with helplessness.
Captain Xing sighed helplessly and said, "Still, I hope you can tell me about your dream."
Su Jin'er nodded while Zuo Yi remained silent beside them, lost in his thoughts.
The car started and slowly drove along the muddy road. Su Jin'er took a deep breath and began to recount her dream. It felt as clear as if she had just experienced it, except for one detail—she couldn't remember it at all.
"Really can't recall the license plate number of that car?" Captain Xing asked again.
"Yes, I really can't remember," Su Jin'er obediently nodded. She had no impression of it at all; she couldn't even clearly recall whether she had seen the license plate number.
Captain Xing fell silent, simply driving as the car once again descended into quiet.
After a while, Captain Xing said, "Actually, when we were investigating Wu Nannan's accident, the police discovered that it was not an accident at all. But for some reason, they didn't mention it at the time. They only told us after our criminal investigation team got involved."
"Why didn't they say anything? That's strange!"
"I find it strange too. So after I returned, I asked the local police about it. They mysteriously told me it was the work of Li Yiqing's ghost. Can you believe that?" Captain Xing smirked; he did not believe in demons at all—he believed that humans were the most terrifying.
"What is this person's purpose?" Captain Xing muttered softly.
"There’s something I’ve always found odd. It seems like something happened three years ago and five years ago, and this matter still isn't resolved. In fact, it might still be ongoing. I remember our counselor once mentioned that five years ago, something happened at the school that forced them to replace all the teachers, leaving only Professor Zhang and Grandpa Liu. Shouldn't we start from this?"
She had hesitated about whether to bring this up, but since the case had made no progress, she decided to speak out.
Captain Xing glanced at them through the rearview mirror and asked, "How many more things are you hiding from us?"
There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Captain Xing's voice. Su Jin'er shyly stuck out her tongue and said, "So much has happened that I can't remember everything clearly. Some things I just made up in my head, so I didn't dare to say anything for fear of affecting your judgment on the case."
Captain Xing remained silent, quietly driving while still pondering Su Jin'er's words—the strange dream and what had happened three and five years ago. What could have caused a university to replace all its teachers? One thing was certain: it must be serious.
"I heard that the teachers who knew about that incident all died for various reasons after being dismissed. Even now, the police don't know why they died."
Su Jiner's words further convinced Captain Xing that this matter was definitely not simple; Yijiang Medical College must have had over a hundred teachers!
All dead? How could that be possible?
"Do you know how many teachers were there at that time?"
"I didn't ask about that, but I think you’re a police officer; you could ask Professor Zhang. He should know."
Su Jin'er said deliberately; she still remembered the terrifying person she encountered when she went with Linyuan.
"Professor Zhang!" Captain Xing repeated silently. This case involved too many people; if it remained unsolved much longer, his superiors might just invite him for tea.
The car slowly drove into the city, and scattered people began to appear on the streets. They were either alone, in pairs, or in groups. Watching the streets gradually come to life, Su Jin'er felt like the solitary traveler among the crowd, walking alone in the bustling district, disconnected from the liveliness around her; all that mattered to her was loneliness and indifference.
Her hands trembled slightly, already cold and now even colder. There was no longer Linyuan beside her exclaiming, "Wow! Your hands are so cold! Let me warm them up."
Linyuan's voice was still so pleasant, her smile still so joyful, and her hands still so warm.
A tear fell, landing on the back of her icy hand. She shivered slightly as she watched the tear slowly slide down her hand, feeling a pain in her heart as if it were being carved out by a knife. Despite Chu Feifan's hand providing warmth, it was not Linyuan's warmth; she would never see that warm smile again.
"Xiaoyuan!"
She murmured.
Chu Feifan looked at her with pain in his eyes. He knew she had been suppressing her emotions, but why was she suddenly so sad now? Was it because he hadn't done enough? Had he made her feel lonely?
He tightly grasped her hand and said, "Xiaoyuan will always be by your side. Although we can't see her, she can definitely feel how much you miss her. Don't let losing her make you forget about others; you still have us!"
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