“Bang!”
In the dimly lit small room, a strong beam of light hit Lu Yibei’s face. She hung her head listlessly, handcuffed to a chair, outwardly calm but inwardly anxious.
The room had no windows, tal tables and chairs, and walls embedded with one-way mirrors.
A faint musty sll perated the air, and dust floated in the slightly dazzling light beam. Behind the spotlight stood a young girl, her face obscured, only a dark silhouette visible.
This scene reminded Lu Yibei of the interrogation rooms she often saw in TV shows and movies. She slightly parted her lips, just about to wail and feign misery to shirk responsibility, when she heard the girl’s cold question.
“Na?”
Lu Yibei was stunned. It was her! That... that person who opened the door and brought warmth!
“I’m asking you a question!”
“Lu... Lu Yibei.”
“Age?”
“Eighteen, one month short of nineteen.”
“Why don’t you start by telling us what happened?”
“Uh...”
Why did this conversation feel so familiar? Lu Yibei raised her handcuffed hands and asked weakly, “Excuse , but this isn’t a ntal hospital, is it?”
“What ntal hospital?! Don’t try to play dumb with ! Do you know what kind of situation you’re in right now? If you don’t cooperate with us properly, the consequences will be very serious, understand?!” The girl’s voice rose several octaves as she shouted, pulling out a pistol and slapping it on the table.
Lu Yibei glanced at the dark muzzle, and a chill ran down her spine. Without caring what the Little Maid wanted to know, she rattled off everything like pouring beans.
“I’ll talk, I’ll talk! My na is Lu Yibei, a student in the Chinese Language Departnt of the School of Literature at Li Gong University. I’m good at Sichuan cuisine! I live at 162 Peony Street and recently moved to Building 3, Phase 3 of Jingyi Apartnt Complex on Xuefu Road. My eyes were injured, and I had a corneal transplant. Don’t think I’m usually carefree; sotis I’m a bit scatterbrained, but I definitely don’t have any ntal illness! My favorite ani character is White Little Flower! My least favorite food is...”
“Stop, stop! Chinese Language Departnt? I think you’re studying crosstalk, aren’t you? You said such a long string of words without taking a breath! Did I ask you all that? Are you trying to force to use torture?”
“Not asking about that, then... ” Lu Yibei pondered for a second or two, her eyes lit up, and she sat up straight, saying earnestly, “Oh! I understand, I understand! I will definitely cooperate with you!”
There’s an old saying, ‘Don’t show off your wealth!’
I just pretended to be a little arrogant during the day to get rid of that annoying senior, and now I’ve been targeted by ruthless bandits at night and tied up here!
What does this an? It ans they’re after money; this is an organized and preditated kidnapping!
Now there’s no choice but to pay up to avoid disaster, right?
Hmph! A gentleman’s revenge is not too late in ten years. When I get out...
No, no, I can’t say that; people will die if they find out!
“My Alipay account is 180xxxx5591, and the password is...”
Little Maid rubbed her forehead, interrupting Lu Yibei with exasperation. “Shut up! Stop interrupting! Do you think we can’t find out this information? If you don’t speak properly, be careful, I might just shoot you!”
This person is one of the most troubleso Weird tale-involved individuals, besides the Weird tale themselves!
Not only has she remained exceptionally calm since arriving here, but she also prepared a whole bunch of excuses to distract the interrogators!
This isn't just strong psychological fortitude; she's a seasoned veteran! Little Maid thought.
Lu Yibei said weakly, “What exactly do you want to know? I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you everything, but at least tell what I should say, right?”
They even found out my bank card password? What kind of person is this girl?
If they’re not after money, then what are they after? Beauty? Although I’m not bad-looking, I’m not so beautiful that people would want to commit cris for ! Lu Yibei thought.
“Tell ...” Little Maid glanced at the one-way mirror behind her, paused, and said, “Tell about the strange things you’ve encountered recently?!”
“Speaking of strange things...” The words were on the tip of Lu Yibei’s tongue when she suddenly hesitated. She thought of the eerily real dream she had just had.
She was about to describe the scene she had just witnessed in her dream, and ask Little Maid to help her figure out what exactly was going on, when suddenly her vision blurred.
The faint dust floating in the air, as if pulled by so force, slowly condensed into a faint, almost imperceptible silhouette of a young girl. The girl made a shushing gesture towards her, gently shook her head, then raised her hand and made a throat-slitting gesture, imdiately followed by the dust-condensed head exploding.
An illusion? Will I die horribly if I speak?
Alright, maybe I shouldn’t talk about this part for now?
After a brief thought, Lu Yibei quickly started speaking before Little Maid grew impatient.
“Yes, there are many, for example, last month I bought a White Little Flower figurine, but they sent two, and also... Oh! Right, I t a strange rabbit doll flyer distributor, he gave a flyer...”
“Wait a minute!” Finally hearing what she wanted to hear, Little Maid interrupted, “Are you talking about this kind of flyer distributor?”
A slightly yellowed photograph was handed to Lu Yibei, stained with so dark red smudges. The image showed a side profile of a “person” wearing a black cloak and with a rabbit’s head. Those red, glass-bead-like eyes, just by looking at them, caused a surge of irritable and uneasy emotions in one’s heart.
Lu Yibei glanced at the photo, and her heart imdiately skipped a beat. The “person” in the photo was not the rabbit doll who gave her the flyer, but the murderous “Mr. Rabbit” she saw in her dream!
What the heck!
Wasn't that just a dream? How did it beco real? And there’s a photo as proof?
What the ♦ is going on?
Thinking of the bloody and terrifying scene she saw in her dream, Lu Yibei started to panic.
“No, Big Sister, this murder has nothing to do with ! He gave a flyer, but I didn’t even take it. I thought he was strange at the ti, so I just ran away without thinking much. Later, when I got ho, a flyer appeared in my Coat, and I imdiately burned it, I even threw away the Coat, and then...”
“Bang!”
Little Maid slamd the table, interrupting Lu Yibei, and pointed at her nose, saying, “You’re lying! Did I say he killed soone? How did you know? If you knew he killed soone, why didn’t you call the police?”
“I...” Lu Yibei was on the verge of collapse, leaning back and slumping into the chair.
“Hmph! What? Speechless?” Little Maid sneered, picking up the gun on the table and twirling it on her finger, while explaining to Lu Yibei various interrogation techniques that leave no visible marks.
Looking at the calm Lu Yibei, Little Maid, “...” How is this person’s psychological fortitude so strong? Is she not even afraid of this? Then I’ll just have to give her sothing more stimulating!
Listening to those vivid, bloody, and absolutely 404-worthy detailed descriptions of torture and forced confession cases, Lu Yibei only felt her heart pounding, like a group of little people hamring her chest.
Her face was almost showing an expression of fear!
She even started to consider whether to disregard the warning from the shadowy girl and reveal the strange dream she had just seen to reduce the tornt.
A few minutes later.
Lu Yibei slumped expressionlessly in the chair, like a salted fish who had lost its dreams, and said weakly, “Big Sister, just make it quick for ! You guys can’t bully people like this! How was I supposed to know that sothing I saw in a dream would coincidentally co true?”
“I ask you, if you had a nightmare, got scared, and then ran to report it to the police, do you think you’d be an idiot?”
“You...” Little Maid opened her mouth, wanting to refute Lu Yibei, but then she thought she had a point, and then on second thought...
Is this brat cursing ?
It seems I’ve been too gentle with her!
Thinking this, Little Maid was about to give Lu Yibei a taste of her own dicine, when at that mont, a knock on the door sounded, followed by a cold voice from outside the door.
“A Hua, co out for a mont.”
“Yes, Miss!” Little Maid responded, turned and glared at Lu Yibei, waved her fists twice in the air, and left the interrogation room.
...
Jiang Li watched the entire interrogation process from behind the one-way mirror. Finally, when Lu Yibei chose to give up her dreams, she called Little Maid out.
“Miss, why did you call out! Although that guy [N O V E L I G H T] is still stubborn, if you give a little more ti, I can definitely pry sothing out of her!” Little Maid said with a resentful expression.
If it can help Miss, what’s wrong with a slightly inhumane thod?
Hiss, hiss—!
Miss is the best! As long as I can stay by Miss’s side forever...
“Cough, cough—!”
Seeing Little Maid’s face gradually flush, a lewd smile appearing at the corner of her mouth, clearly looking like she was thinking of so strange plot, Jiang Li couldn’t help but cough twice, interrupting her wild imagination.
“A Hua.”
“Hmm?” Little Maid obediently tilted her head.
“Let her go!” Jiang Li said, glancing at the copy of the dical record on the table behind her, and said faintly, “She really has facial paralysis. If you keep interrogating her, you’ll scare her to death.”
“Are we just letting her go like that?” Little Maid pouted her pink lips and mumbled, “But she hasn’t explained clearly how she knew Mr. Rabbit killed soone!”
Jiang Li crossed her arms over her chest, her chin slightly raised, looking at Lu Yibei behind the one-way mirror.
In just a few minutes, she had recovered from her fright and regained her energy, now craning her neck, looking left and right, muttering softly.
“Hello? Is anyone there?”
“Soone co! Whether you want to kill, dissect, rob money, or rob beauty, at least give a definite answer!”
Jiang Li frowned slightly. Was this person an unkillable cockroach? She was clearly so scared that her body went limp just now, how is she so energetic again after just a few minutes?
“Miss?”
“Hmm.” Jiang Li nodded gently, “She indeed saw it in a dream. A portion of people with Psychic potential, after coming into contact with Ling Neng fluctuations, have a chance to experience such spiritual vision dreams. In ancient tis, such people often beca roles like prophets or seers.”
“Then why don’t we recruit her into the Night Watch!” Little Maid said a little excitedly, “With another main operative, Miss, you could also be more relaxed, couldn’t you?”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Li’s expression turned cold, and her gaze swept across Little Maid. Her body imdiately trembled slightly as if electrocuted.
Little Maid, thinking of her Miss’s agonizing experience when she beca a Psychic, imdiately realized her slip of the tongue and couldn’t help but lower her head, “I’m sorry, Miss...”
The process of a person with Ling Neng potential becoming a Psychic is definitely a very dangerous process.
To gain great power, one must pay a great price!
And, it’s not guaranteed to succeed; more than half of the people will die at the critical mont of transformation.
“Then... Miss, wasn’t she targeted by Mr. Rabbit? If we let her go, wouldn’t she be in great danger if Mr. Rabbit finds her?”
Jiang Li looked at her, smiled aningfully, “Why do you think I let her go?”
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