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The moment I made a sound, Liu Bo turned to look at me with a puzzled expression, but that was just the last scene he would witness in his life.
In the next instant, a massive shadow fell from the sky, crashing down onto his head. In an instant, his skull shattered like a watermelon.
Brain matter mixed with blood and fragments of brain tissue scattered across the ground, and his body collapsed in response, a dark, round object rolling away to the side.
In an instant, a stray cat, wandering around seemingly in search of food, rushed over and snatched it away.
I saw it clearly; it was an eyeball.
Liu Bo was dead, not even having time to let out a scream before he met such a tragic end.
I stood there, staring blankly at the scene before me, my whole body trembling uncontrollably.
A fear I had never experienced before silently spread within my heart; I felt more terrified than I had ever been.
Initially, I thought that what I had seen earlier might have just been a hallucination caused by the intense stress I had been under during this time.
However, what I did not expect was that tragedy would strike in the very next moment.
The time between events was shockingly brief.
Liu Bo.
Zhang Chao.
Suddenly, a more terrifying thought crossed my mind; I realized that their deaths had become increasingly bizarre.
First, after Zhang Chao's accident, I received a call from him, but no one spoke on the other end.
Then, after I fell asleep, I dreamt of him dying in a car accident. The next day, I received a call saying he had died on the spot in a crash.
Next was Liu Bo. The earlier scene felt like a warning to me, and soon after, he met the same tragic fate right before my eyes.
The only difference between the two was that I had a premonition of Zhang Chao's death only after it happened.
In contrast, with Liu Bo, it was as if I had witnessed the scene before he died.
This eerie feeling was like having a large bottle of icy mineral water poured directly into my stomach on a freezing winter day—refreshingly chilling.
At that moment, a loud crash echoed, accompanied by the screams of several witnesses outside the corridor, drawing a crowd.
From a distance, it seemed as if the scene was completely blocked off by people.
Just then, Zhou Zhen returned, accompanied by two police officers.
Seeing so many people gathered ahead while I stood there trembling and pale, Zhou Zhen hurried over and asked, "Xiao Lin, what's wrong?"
I shook my arm and pointed forward, then told him Liu Bo was dead.
At that moment, Tang Yuxuan and Liu Man had also heard someone mention a death and quickly pushed through the crowd to get closer.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhen's face turned ashen, and his tone became grave as he said, "It seems my guess was indeed correct."
"Uncle Zhou, what did you guess?"
Although I was frightened, Zhou Zhen's words resonated in my ears.
I wasn't foolish; whether it was Zhang Chao or Liu Bo's deaths, they were both too strange to be mere accidents. This was definitely not normal death.
It was only natural that Zhou Zhen could discern something from the situation.
His tone became serious as he said, "It's better if you don't ask about this matter; otherwise, I fear you won't be able to handle it."
My expression changed instantly; indeed, their deaths were truly related to me.
Although I felt scared, at this point, I took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Zhou, just tell me the reason. I've seen ghosts; what else could I possibly not accept?"
That was how I felt—at worst, it would just cost me my life. What else could I do?
Seeing my determination, Zhou Zhen nodded and said gravely, "If I'm not mistaken, it seems you've been cursed."
I had been cursed.
What kind of curse?
Moreover, since it was me who had been cursed, why were Zhang Chao and Liu Bo the ones who died instead of me?
In an instant, many questions flooded my mind.
Zhou Zhen spoke seriously; he explained that this curse was called the "Eight Character Death Curse." Once cast, the cursed individual would inevitably face misfortune. "Let's go take a look," he said.
I didn't respond but silently followed Zhou Zhen. In truth, I was somewhat reluctant because I vividly recalled the horrifying moment when Liu Bo's head was smashed like a watermelon.
That scene was far too terrifying for me.
Furthermore, based on Zhou Zhen's words, Zhang Chao and Liu Bo shouldn't have died at all; it was all because of me.
Because I had fallen victim to that so-called "Eight Character Death Curse," which had strangely transferred its effects onto them.
So they died, their deaths were for me, they became my scapegoats.
The people surrounding us were constantly discussing the situation. At this moment, the police officer, Tang Yuxuan, who was with Liu Man, had already called the station to start handling the scene.
The leader from the company who came to see Zhang Chao's body had not left yet. Upon hearing about the incident, he rushed over.
However, after just one glance at the scene, he squatted down and began to vomit violently.
Zhou Zhen and I followed closely behind Liu Man, easily making our way to the front.
Liu Bo's body was now covered with a white shroud, leaving only a pool of blood and white brain matter mixed with it.
A crane arm had fallen at an angle from above, and it was this crane arm that had taken Liu Bo's life.
Such a bloody scene was indeed nauseating to behold.
"Officer Liu, how do you plan to handle his body?"
I struggled to suppress the turmoil in my stomach as I asked, feeling incredibly uneasy.
Liu Man lightly bit her lip and replied, "I've already called his family. This person deserved to die; how could a crane arm just fall like that for no reason?"
I didn't answer her question; in fact, I didn't know how to respond.
Before long, Liu Bo's family arrived.
The pain of a white-haired person sending off a black-haired one is needless to say. Surrounding his body, his parents cried uncontrollably and fainted several times.
Looking at the scene before me, I felt immense sorrow. My heart ached, and tears began to flow uncontrollably down my cheeks.
Aside from the deep sense of guilt, I also felt an overwhelming fear.
I was afraid of death, afraid that one day I would meet the same tragic fate as Zhang Chao and Liu Bo, lying there just like that.
If that day really came, how heartbroken would my parents be?
I couldn't bear to imagine it.
In the end, Liu Bo's death was deemed an accident, and of course, the hospital compensated a certain amount since the crane had fallen due to construction at the hospital.
It wasn't until the afternoon that Zhou Zhen and I finally boarded the bus home.
Leaning back against the seat, I felt an unprecedented fatigue wash over me, my mind slightly dazed.
However, a scene quietly emerged in my mind.
Death seemed to be just the beginning at that moment.
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