1PIAADITSB Chapter 42

When he opened his eyes again, the sun was already high in the sky, and Song Yang only felt a headache. Feeling sorry for his team members, he had broken his rule and drank a bottle of beer last night, and this was the result.

‘Looks like I really can’t drink!’

He had an inexplicable fear of alcohol. He didn’t know why he was afraid, but it seemed to be related to something extremely dangerous.

But he didn’t know what it was.

After washing up and getting dressed, he went to the hotel cafeteria for breakfast, just ordinary soy milk and fried dough sticks.

While eating, he took out his phone.

‘When did it turn off? Looks like I really shouldn’t have drunk last night!’

He turned it on, and soon saw that the high school girl had called him more than ten times last night.

Surprised, he wondered why Mu Wanqing would call him, and then, as if remembering something, he immediately called back.

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It took a long time for the call to connect.

Before Song Yang could say anything, Mu Wanqing said directly, “Officer Song, I’ve found Feng Zhizhi’s killer. I’m at Three Sages Park right now, I’ve found him.”

“What?” Song Yang got up and rushed back into the hotel, anxiously saying as he ran, “Stay where you are, don’t move, I’m coming right away, do you hear me? I’m coming right away!”

If that white man was really the killer, then Mu Wanqing would definitely be no match for him, and might even be killed.

Moreover, Song Yang couldn’t guarantee that the killer was a white man; if it wasn’t, and it was another adult, then the female student would be even more in danger.

He took a taxi straight to Three Sages Park.

On the way, Song Yang briefly wrote a few text messages, explaining the situation to the three members of his team.

After receiving the “Received, on our way” replies from the three, he focused on the road ahead.

Arriving at Three Sages Park, he called again, and she answered immediately. Song Yang asked her where she was.

Mu Wanqing described the surrounding environment, and Song Yang knew that she was at the first temple.

Revealing his Investigator ID/Badge, he entered the Little Self-Sufficient Guanyin Bodhisattva Temple.

Behind a cauldron, he found the female student. Without questioning why she was here, Song Yang asked, “What did you find?”

“He’s outside!” Mu Wanqing said, “That killer!”

“You stay here, I’ll go take a look!” Song Yang slowly approached the temple gate. The couplet at the entrance was still there.

Before he could push open the temple door, he heard rustling sounds from outside.

Like, cutting something?

Song Yang frowned slightly, placing his hand on the handgun at his waist. Because of the 299 incident, Song Yang and his team’s handguns were loaded with fake bullets. However, the requirements for their gun control were extremely strict.

In fact, they were not as good as the blank rounds used earlier.

But, in this situation, the handgun could give him a certain sense of security.

The female student had somehow stealthily come up behind him. Song Yang was almost startled, but she remained unmoved.

The rustling sound continued, accompanied by soft laughter. The person outside didn’t know what they were doing.

Song Yang knew he couldn’t be looked down upon by the female student.

He kicked open the small door and rushed in, pointing his gun into the darkness, shouting, “Investigator, hands on your head, squat down immediately!”

However, the laughter in the darkness continued, and the eerie cutting sound didn’t stop.

Mu Wanqing seemed to see something, and like a zombie, walked past him towards the Bodhisattva statue.

Having gradually adapted to the darkness, Song Yang also gradually regained his clarity.

“Mu Wanqing, don’t come over!”

He quickly came to the female student’s side and pulled her back.

Looking more closely, there was a teenager with their back to them in front of the Buddha statue.

Despite the darkness, Song Yang noticed that he was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, and it seemed like a layer of fluorescent agent had been applied to his skin. His exposed arms were emitting a faint white glow.

Like a glowing firefly.

‘This is a madman, right?’

The teenager kept fiddling with something, mumbling to themself. Because it was too quiet, Song Yang couldn’t hear what they were saying.

He only heard phrases like “So troublesome,” “This bone is too hard,” and “If only it were a female student’s.”

Looking down, Song Yang saw the teenager’s hair was also dark, with a faint halo, looking like the halo behind the Buddha in TV dramas.

“So troublesome!”

The teenager seemed angry, suddenly throwing down the object in their hand, looking at the two of them as if they had expected them, and said, “You’re here?”

“Put your hands up immediately, turn around slowly, or I’ll shoot!” Song Yang raised his handgun, pointing it at him.

“Oh dear, oh dear!” The teenager was startled, revealing light-colored pupils. Their expression became extremely strange, tilting their head, as if seeing something extremely ugly.

Saliva dripped from the corners of their mouth, and their emotions gradually became agitated.

“It’s me, it’s me, it’s me!”

They suddenly lunged at Song Yang, who kicked out without thinking, sending the teenager flying back to where they were.

“I’m warning you again, put your hands over your head and stay where you are, or you’ll get shot.”

When he saw the strange objects scattered on the ground, a box like building blocks appeared before his eyes, and Song Yang’s eyes were filled with lingering killing intent.

“It’s me, it’s me, you want me, a living me should be right, as long as I live, they won’t be able to live.”

The teenager charged up again like a madman. Song Yang aimed his handgun at them, his finger on the trigger. At the critical moment, he fired a shot upward.

“Bang!”

The gunshot broke the silence of the park, announcing the official start of the day.

The teenager stopped acting crazy, stood where they were, then turned around and sat down on the ground again, fiddling with their building-block-like box.

“What did you just say?”

Mu Wanqing’s face was filled with fear, but she still mustered the last bit of courage in her heart to approach the teenager and ask.

“What about dying being me?”

“Hehehe…”

The teenager didn’t answer her, just laughed maniacally.

The three members of Song Yang’s team finally arrived.

Following closely behind them were other Investigators. Song Yang’s gunshot had attracted their arrival.

The light-eyed teenager was taken away.

Mu Wanqing fainted and was taken back to Song Yang’s hotel room by him.

After settling her down properly, Song Yang finally had time to check his phone.

In the WeChat group created by the four members of his team, he learned about the situation at the scene.

[RARA]: According to the teenager, his name is Chen Banxian, he is 130 years old, lives at No. 28 Liugou Village, parents are deceased.

He killed a total of 23 males between the ages of 13 and 18, including Feng Zhizhi. The reason for killing them was because “they were too annoying”?

The box he used to hold the bodies was found at the scene, and he called them “boxes of merit.” The remains of the deceased were found in the box.

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