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Capítulo 105

“To him…” I said, looking at Yu Bo, who was still staggering toward us. “The gun is useless.”

"Is he...he...a human or a ghost?" Ni Ming asked me, trembling.

"I'm afraid it's not human." After I finished speaking, I immediately grabbed Ni Ming and ran towards the door of the exhibition hall, but to my surprise, the door was closed.

"Damn it!" I knocked hard on the door, which only moved slightly, but I saw a red ripple rise from its surface!

There is an invisible wall blocking us!

what to do?

I knocked on the door a few more times, and red ripples spread out. Following the ripples, I saw that the entire showroom seemed to be shrouded in a layer of transparent red wall. We…were trapped…with Yu Bo…the same ghost!

"Damn it!" Ni Ming pulled the gun out of my hand and fired at Yu Bo with all his might, ignoring my attempts to stop him. After a burst of gunfire, Yu Bo still walked towards us, only now his body had several black holes in it.

"Stop shooting!" I snatched the gun from Ni Ming's hand and yelled at him, "It's no use."

"Who exactly are you?" Ni Ming looked at me with fear and wariness, and asked, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

Is it a person or a ghost? I gave a bitter smile. At that moment, I really wished I were a ghost! But the truth was that Yu Bo was getting closer and closer.

I looked down at the black jade ring that had saved me several times before; it was also a treasure of the Lin family. But this time, it seemed it had no intention of saving its useless master.

"Hehe~~~" Suddenly, a woman's arrogant laughter came from Yu Bo's mouth...

Who is it? How could Yu Bo speak in a woman's voice?

I looked at Yu Bo, whose expression was ferocious. He grinned and said, "Kill him, and you'll live."

I knew he was talking to me, and for some reason, I gripped the gun tighter. Was he telling me to kill Ni Ming? I turned to look at Ni Ming; he took a few steps back, but it looked like he was trying to snatch the gun back from my hand.

"Who are you?" I pointed the gun at Yu Bo and said, "I won't kill anyone."

"Hehe...hehe..." Yu Bo laughed loudly, saying, "Can't kill people? How can you not kill people? Didn't you already kill one?"

"Killed one before? No! I didn't, I've never killed anyone!" I shouted, but familiar images flashed through my mind: that little girl whose face I could never see clearly, in red, running towards me... only to be pushed away by me... rolling away... disappearing from sight...

No! I didn't kill that little girl in red. I've never killed anyone!

I shook my head vigorously, but a fierce glint flashed in Yu Bo's eyes as he said coldly, "How can you forget the sins you've committed? You are a sinner!"

Sin? A sinful person?

I……?

No...no!

"Who are you?" I shouted. "What did you do in my head? All that nonsense isn't mine; it's all made up by you."

“Heh…fabricated?” Yu Bo stared intently at me and said, “What is real and what is fake? What you always thought was fake can be real, and what you always thought was real can be fake.”

"Shut up!" I yelled, then raised my gun to shoot it, but it moved so fast that it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Where? I turned my head and saw it already beside me. Without thinking, I fired a single shot at it!

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, but the one who fell... was not Yu Bo. It was... Ni Ming?

"Captain Ni?" I exclaimed. Ni Ming's eyes were still wide open, but there was no light in them. His body slowly went limp in front of me, and the bright red color on his chest hurt my eyes.

He... is dead?

Was it... that I... killed him?

No...no way...!

I stood there, completely stunned. I was clearly aiming at Yu Bo, so how did I hit him? No... I didn't mean to kill him, I didn't mean to kill anyone!

"Hehe~~hehe~~~" Another sharp, triumphant laugh came from Yu Bo's mouth. I felt a chill run down my spine as something completely cold pressed tightly against my back.

A stiff hand landed on my shoulder, but I still didn't move!

I killed someone...?

I killed someone...!

Ugh! A wave of nausea surged from my stomach, causing me to bend over. I felt so nauseous, I wanted to throw up! I covered my mouth with my hand, but the vomit that had surged from my stomach just kept coming straight up from my throat.

"Ugh~~" I immediately vomited all over the floor, my stomach hurt so much! I felt weaker than ever before, and I knelt down on the floor. The blood flowing from Ni Ming's chest draped the air in a bloody cloak. The blood was still warm, and I could see it turning the entire floor bright red.

"Ugh!" I was still vomiting, and I had started bringing up bile, but the nausea persisted. I felt my whole body convulsing, trembling, and freezing cold...

"Hehe...why such a strong reaction?" Yu Bo's womanly voice sent shivers down my spine.

"No...no...I didn't kill him." I tried to explain. It must have been it, it must have been it. "It was you! You killed him!"

"It was you, you killed him." Its voice suddenly turned into a soft, hypnotic voice, making me want to loudly admit that I killed Ni Ming.

No...it wasn't me! I struggled internally, but my hands kept trembling.

"It was the gun in your hand that killed him. It was you..." Yu Bo recited in my ear like a poem. I felt my whole body was frozen and I couldn't move. It was so cold.

My hand loosened, and the gun fell to the ground. The sound of it hitting the ground sent a shiver down my spine, but my body couldn't freeze. I heard its long, shrill laugh echoing around me.

“Another one killed, your sins grow heavier. Sinner, I will await you on the day of judgment… Hahahaha…” Yu Bo’s female voice slowly faded… faded…

Looking up, I saw a layer of transparent red wall, slowly shrinking. All I saw was an overwhelming red, engulfing me…

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"Ahhh!" I jumped right out of bed.

cold……!

"Lin Xiao, what's wrong?" Fang Lei's voice rang in my ears. I turned my head and saw Su Qiao's face!

"No...it wasn't me!" I leaned back, keeping my body far away from Su Qiao.

How did I...? Why am I still in my own room at the guesthouse? Is it already dawn? Sunlight streamed into the room, and I saw Su Qiao looking haggard. Looking at myself, I was lying on the bed in my pajamas, without any red patterns on my clothes.

That's right! Ni Ming? I killed Ni Ming?!

"What didn't you mean?" Su Qiao sat on the edge of the bed and asked me, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Nightmare? Nightmare...?

Yes! I must have just had a nightmare! How could I possibly kill Ni Ming? How could I possibly kill someone? But I clearly remember going out yesterday? Could it be that I didn't go out at all yesterday? Was it all just a dream?

Last night...? I didn't actually vomit up those pills?

Just as I was puzzled, the door was suddenly kicked open with a bang.

Li Yang? What's he doing rushing in so early with such a panicked look on his face?

"No...something terrible has happened!" Li Yang said to me and Su Qiao, "Ni Ming, the captain of the criminal investigation team...is dead!"

"What?" Su Qiao exclaimed in surprise, while I only felt a loud buzzing in my head!

"How could that be?" Su Qiao asked Li Yang.

"I don't know, he died in the forensic science lab building," Li Yang said.

The forensic science lab building...? It's so cold! I curled up into a ball, so cold... Was the nightmare real...?

"How could he have died there?" Su Qiao asked, puzzled.

"Even the police don't know, and it seems he was shot by his own service weapon." Li Yang's words plunged me into an icebox! Shot to death? That gun...? I felt a wave of dizziness. There must be my fingerprints on that gun! And there must be them on the doorknob of the showroom!

Also, they will definitely find out that it was I who called Ni Ming to arrange to meet him last night!

Murderer! I'm the murderer!?

"Lin Xiao, are you alright?" Li Yang looked at me with a questioning gaze, and I was trembling all over.

"Lin Xiao, you're shaking so badly! Are you sick?" Su Qiao grabbed my hand, but I didn't even have the strength to pull my hand away.

"I...I'm just cold..." I said softly.

"Are you cold? Then cover yourself with more blankets." Su Qiao quickly pulled the blankets up around me, then asked with concern, "Are you feeling better?"

"Hmm..." I nodded weakly.

"By the way, there must be the killer's fingerprints on Ni Ming's pistol, right?" Su Qiao turned to ask Li Yang. I immediately shuddered, my heart practically leaping out of my throat, but I never expected Li Yang to say...

There were no fingerprints at all!

No?! No fingerprints? How is that possible? I clearly picked it up directly with my bare hands, and I don't remember ever handling the gun afterwards. How did this happen? Who wiped the fingerprints off the gun?

Who is it?

Who... is it...?

Hehe...hehe...a familiar laugh rang in my ears...Was it it? Did it wipe away my fingerprints? But why? Why would it do that?

You sinner, I will be waiting for you on the day of judgment... Hahahaha...

These words seem to echo in my mind: the day of judgment... when?

Volume 3: Delicacies of Hell, Chapter 49: Archives

Volume 3: Delicacies of Hell, Chapter 49: Archives

Huddled under the covers, I stared silently at the sunlight streaming through the window, its rays stinging my eyes. I remained motionless, surrounded by complete silence; I could hear only my own breathing.

murderer?

I never imagined I would become the murderer.

No!

I suddenly sat up in bed, shaking my head. No, I'm not the murderer. If Yu Bo hadn't been playing tricks, I would never have been able to shoot Ni Ming. He must have cast some kind of spell.

I tried to comfort myself, looking at the empty and desolate room, and pulled my clothes tighter. Li Yang had gone to that academic conference, and Su Qiao had gone to inquire about Ni Ming, leaving me alone.

I got dressed and got out of bed, finding my steps a little unsteady, as if I were recovering from a serious illness. I took out the photos hidden in my coat. The stack of black and white photos no longer showed the little girl in the red dress; only the man's face was indistinct, still as blurry as if seen through a veil.

But then someone knocked on the door.

"Who?" I asked lazily.

"It's me, Juanzi." A lively and loud female voice came from outside.

Juanzi? I immediately perked up. Maybe she could tell me who Fang Lei and Su Qiao really are.

The door opened, and Juanzi, dressed in sportswear, with a pair of eye-catching pink sneakers on her feet, skipped into the room with her hair tied in a ponytail.