Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 248, page 39: The Second Mask Appears Quietly (Part 1)
San Shui Lin Xin heard the rumbling sound coming from behind and felt a vague unease in her heart.

As Jin Ziyue and Chen Ruolan failed to catch up, the girl gazed anxiously into the distance.

"Beep beep." Not far away, a truck smacked its horn on the steering wheel, startling the girl.

Two beams of light suddenly illuminated the car's presence on the country road at night.

San Shui looked closely and realized that Fu Xun in the driver's seat was making faces at her, and a surge of anger rose in her heart for no reason.

"Aren't they here yet?" Fu Xun rolled down the car window and leaned out to ask.

"I don't know either. Jin told me to go first."

"Oh." Fu Xun shrank back and said, "Then get in the car, I'll take you away."

“No, he hasn’t come back yet,” Sanshui Linxin resolutely refused.

"Big sister, as long as you're safe, that's all that matters. Don't worry about those two; they're shrewd enough," Fu Xun said carelessly.

“No, you and I will fight back,” Sanshui said. “He’s been gone for so long, he’s probably changed his mind.”

The girl glared defiantly at Fu Xun, her attitude unyielding.

"Don't make things worse, come up and sit down." Fu Xun patted the sofa cushion next to him.

"No, are you hiding something from me?" Sanshui Linxin stared at him intently, a possibility vaguely forming in her mind.

Fu Xun rubbed his nose and said, "What are you thinking, little sister? With their skills, whether they fight or stay is no problem. If you go, you'll just be delivering takeout. If we leave early, we might even make it to the ramen shop that closes at midnight tonight, slurp up a hot bowl of beef ramen, and wait for them to come back in style. Isn't that great? Huh?"

“It’s different.” Sanshui Linxin’s hands clenched uneasily, her pupils trembling slightly. “That guy sometimes doesn’t know his limits, and sometimes he can be impulsive, but it’s just that we rarely encounter it.”

Fu Xun raised an eyebrow, opened the car door helplessly, and jumped out of the driveway: "There's really no other way."

San Shui Linxin thought he was going to help, and said, "Let's go."

Suddenly, the girl found herself with her legs off the ground, and a large hand lifted her up by her waist, causing her to scream "Ouch!"

"Let me go!" Sanshui Linxin's small face was full of resentment.

Fu Xun stopped talking, shoved her into the car seat, and let Sanshui kick her legs wildly.

"Really, let me go help." Sanshui's tone softened, no longer as arrogant as before. Her head was lowered, and her black hair obscured her face.

Fu Xun looked at her and quietly added, "Seatbelt."

San Shui held his hand tightly, and Fu Xun vaguely felt a coolness on his wrist.

"I don't want to see him always alone."

……

The longsword clashed with a clang, sparks flying as it struck the greatsword. The two men glared at each other, retreating after a brief exchange. A red glow flickered in Jin Ziyue's eyes. He looked up to see a ball of orange-red fire falling from the sky.

……

“He really needs someone to be with him.” San Shui looked up, and Fu Xun noticed that the girl’s voice was a little hesitant.

“I could feel a long-lost joy deep in his soul. It was something very simple, and he could be happy about it carefully for a long time. But it was precisely this kind of man who walked alone in the dark time and time again.”

……

Chu Pingqiu's piano strings came flying, and Jin Ziyue leaned back, narrowly dodging the tangled threads, but his cheek was accidentally cut with a shallow gash. Before he could catch his breath, Zhang Rang's sweeping leg attack came suddenly. In his backward leaning position, his balance was unstable, so he simply raised his knee and curled his leg, performing a backflip to avoid the sweep. However, he was hit by Feng Qingqing's punch, and his hands couldn't block it in time, barely managing to deflect the force and fly backward.

……

Sanshui Linxin raised her head, her eyes filled with tears: "I still want to help him fulfill his unfinished wishes, and I still want to help him find Fu Qin. Please take me with you on your future journey... I just want to see his smile, even if it's just once."

Fu Xun remained silent for a long time, staring at the road ahead of the car, and did not speak.

Suddenly, out of the blue, he said, "It would be great if you understood Mandarin."

Sanshui Linxin didn't understand his implied meaning, but explained, "Jin needs my spirit-guiding array to find Fu Qin. It can only be activated on the night of the full moon. If we miss tonight, we'll have to wait another month."

Fu Xun wanted to reply to her, but a message suddenly popped up on the car screen:
"Yan Wei".

Fu Xun's expression suddenly turned cold.

He immediately dialed Yan Wuxun's number.

"What's wrong?" Sanshui asked.

"Old Yan and the others are in danger." Fu Xun's expression was somewhat grave. "They might need us to go back and provide support."

Hearing the busy tone on the other end of the phone, he was a little worried. He usually paid attention to the safety of the two boys, but today they were too busy to take care of themselves.

No one answered for a long time.

Fu Xun's face grew increasingly gloomy.

"Hello... Big brother, is that you?" The person on the other end of the phone hesitated for a long time before finally answering the phone cautiously. "Don't hang up yet, I'll send you a selfie. Look, you're tied up very tightly."

Fu Xun: ?
"Old Yan, are you alright?" This was the first time Fu Xun had used this number to call Yan Wuxun, so Yan Wuxun had no idea who the caller was.

"Hmm? Why does that voice sound so much like that annoying brat surnamed Fu?"

“You’re the brat! Your whole family are brats!” Fu Xun roared.

"It really is you, Fu boy!" Yan Wuxun's voice was quite surprised. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he murmured, "Right, you should be with Lao Jin. No wonder you know my phone number."

"Hey, is that Fu Xun?" The child's voice beside me was clearly Douzi's. "You're here too!"

"Are you alright?" This time, Fu Xun was somewhat surprised.

"I was just kidnapped, how can I be alright?" Yan Wuxun muttered.

"Isn't he still alive and well?" Fu Xun squinted.

"Thanks to Tianyu, I wasn't affected by their anesthetic, and I was able to take care of them later," Yan Wuxun said.

"Where are you now? I'll come find you," Fu Xun said.

San Shui Lin Xin couldn't understand what they were saying, but she vaguely felt that Fu Xun might be leaving, so she nervously gripped Fu Xun's elbow.

"No need, no need. The police are coming soon. We're perfectly safe here. We're just waiting to put the kidnappers in the police car," Yan Wuxun said nonchalantly.

"Aren't you afraid they'll call for reinforcements?" Fu Xun threatened.

"What's there to be afraid of with Tianyu around?" Yan Wuxun was quite arrogant. "Didn't we just take them down in no time?"

"I just happened to be reminded by someone to be careful of strangers and anesthetics," Tianyu said embarrassedly on the other end of the phone.

"Who?" Fu Xun vaguely felt that he had grasped the key point.

"Hmm... a person wearing a white mask."

"A white... mask?" Fu Xun found it increasingly mysterious, and his first thought was of Jin Ziyue's pale mask, which was half-crying and half-laughing.

He pressed on, "Is there any markings? Just a white mask seems too generic."

"Let me think... that mask seems to be a smiling mask, with two upper half-circles and one lower half-circle, all with a red patterned background, like one of those clown masks," Tianyu recalled.

This time they were speaking Japanese, so San Shui Lin Xin heard it clearly.

Fu Xun was still deep in thought, his hand propped up on his arm, when Sanshui pressed against his arm, pointed at the windshield with her other finger, and asked nervously:
"The white smiley face mask he's talking about, is it the one in front?"

Fu Xun followed San Shui's finger and saw a man in a tuxedo standing quietly on the muddy road in the countryside.

His body remained motionless, his hands placed behind his back in a gentlemanly manner. However, when he raised his head, the alluring smiling mask made Fu Xun's eyes widen in surprise.

because--

The style of that mask was almost identical to Jin Ziyue's half-crying, half-smiling mask, except for the full smile.

The moonlight shone on the mask, and the man's face twisted into a strange smile.

(End of this chapter)