I'm being held captive by a monster

Chapter 89 This time, it’s really goodbye

Chapter 89 This time, it’s really goodbye…

"We're definitely not going to win by fighting. The only way to survive now is to remove the mark."

"The only way to survive is to leave!"

Lin Xing'an drank a bowl of water in big gulps and let out a long breath.

Without removing the mark, Lin Yunchen could locate him at any time.

"And the only way to remove the mark is to kill that phantom ghost immediately!"

"I'm still short of a Level 5 Tao Ghost. Even if you give me one day, I can't find a new Tao Ghost."

"Besides, there's only an hour and a half left, so I can only go and kill that hallucinating ghost."

"but……"

A serious look appeared on Lin Xing'an's face.

Regardless of the hallucinatory ghost and all the weirdness in the entire villa.

The Chunjiang Road villa area where it lived was at least a forty-minute drive from here...

How do I go now?
"Take a taxi? Even if I could get one at this time, even if the driver isn't a glutton, would he dare take a six-year-old like me to such a far place..."

"What if he's kind enough to call the police or something..."

"Looking for Teacher Orange? But I don't even know where Teacher Orange's home is, and it's already this late..."

"...Do I have to drive myself?"

"Good idea, but the problem is that I've only practiced the third driving test for a week... and I haven't driven a car in seven years..."

Rolling gloom surged out from Lin Xing'an's fingertips.

"...Taoyuan, can you directly control a car? Can you drive it automatically?"

He asked, looking up at the empty wall.

But he received only silence.

“…I can’t care less!”

Lin Xing'an gritted his teeth.

What he lacks in height and size he makes up for in gloom.

There were not many cars on the road late at night.

And it’s automatic, so what operation is required?
"too suddenly!"

The belated feeling of nervousness made Lin Xing'an slap his face.

His original plan was to discuss the villa matter with Teacher Orange tomorrow, and then use the summer camp time to remove the mark...

But how could things always go as he wished?
"...Where are the car keys? Did Lin Yunchen drive out?"

"He drank three kilograms of liquor last night..."

Seeing that the car keys he had placed at the door when he just returned home had disappeared, Lin Xing'an frowned.

“…I can only drive that manual transmission car!”

"I remember the car keys are in..."

He hesitated for half a second, then immediately ran back to the bedroom and looked at Yu Yu's shoulder bag on the bedside table.

Because Lin Yunchen had to drive to work at the hospital, his going to and from school at the same time did not match his kindergarten schedule.

So there has always been one car for Yu Yu and one for Lin Yunchen at home.

It’s just that during this period of time, Lin Yunchen started to get used to taking the bus and subway to the hospital.

So that manual transmission gasoline car hasn't been driven for a long time.

"I hope there's still oil..."

Lin Xing'an rummaged through Yu Yu's bag.

The car keys were indeed at the bottom.

In addition to the wallet and simple cosmetics for daily use, there is also a Polaroid camera and a photo album in the bag.

He was stunned for a moment, then opened it as if possessed.

The album is full of his photos...

From childhood to adulthood, all year round.

And the last Polaroid photo on the last page was taken in the car after school tonight...

Lin Xing'an was lying on the almost flat seat with a blindfold on.

At that time, the continuous deaths had almost exhausted his physical strength and he was about to fall asleep.

Yu Yu moved as close to him as possible.

She gathered her long hair to one side and let it hang down naturally.

In the setting sun shining through the car window, she raised her hand with a smile and made a "yeah" gesture.

There is tenderness and love between her eyebrows.

Behind the photo was dried blood.

"..."

A complicated expression appeared on Lin Xing'an's face.

He took a deep breath, took the photo out of the album and put it in his arms.

"Wait, this isn't..."

But after closing the bag, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly paused and opened it again.

“…Isn’t this the brother’s little book?”

In the corner of the mezzanine, there is a small black notebook the size of a palm.

It turned out to be the body left in the brazier on the seventh floor of the abandoned building that night!
After returning in the early morning, he clearly put it in the pile of junk in front of the neighbor's grandmother's house...

"When did Yu Yu bring it here? I almost forgot..."

Lin Xing'an picked up the notebook and flipped through it. Although it was already dry, the heavy rain had soaked it, and the ink written in pen had smudged a bit.

"I'll definitely study it carefully when everything is over."

Without wasting any more time, he put the notebook in his pocket and looked up at the clock.

Twelve fifty-five in the morning.

"..."

Pushing open the door of his home again in the dark, Lin Xing'an stood at the door. For some reason, he looked back, just like the first time he went out.

The bedroom door was closed, just like last time.

But this time, Yu Yu was no longer there.

"...Mom, goodbye."

Lin Xing'an said softly.

"This time, it's really goodbye..."

"Oh!"

Amidst the red light of the home camera in the corner, he slammed the door shut.

……

"Huh... Press the clutch and shift gears, brake in the middle and accelerator on the right..."

As the elevator went down floor by floor, Lin Xing'an kept recalling the operation of the manual transmission in his mind.

"The car seems to be at the east gate."

In the deserted and quiet community, Lin Xing'an ran towards the east gate under the moonlight.

Because it is not driven often and the parking fee in the underground garage is expensive, the car has always been parked outside.

"Woooooooo..."

"Woooo..."

But halfway through the run, Lin Xing'an was stunned and suddenly stopped.

in the dark……

Why are there bursts of crying?
Lin Xing'an held his breath and pricked up his ears.

"Woooooooooooo..."

In the quiet darkness at one o'clock in the morning, these trembling, suppressed sobbing cries kept drilling into his ears.

Lin Xing'an only felt his scalp tingling...

"Gudong..."

He pushed aside the dense bushes in front of him and looked silently towards the source of the sound.

In the courtyard where the children of the community always played, right next to the fountain, a snow-white, transparent ghost sat curled up...

wrong……

No, ghosts...

Lin Xing'an's pupils shrank.

It’s Xiaole…

It was as if he felt Lin Xing'an's gaze.

With her long hair fluttering, Xiaole, wearing a nightgown and hugging her legs, sat helplessly on the flower bed, tears falling like strings. She raised her head tremblingly.

"Um... An An..."

When she saw Lin Xing'an, she felt like she had finally seen the light of a lighthouse in the fog. She was stunned for a long time and then burst into tears!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Under the hazy moonlight, Xiaole opened his arms and floated in front of Lin Xing'an in the blink of an eye, hugging him tightly.

"An An, I saw... I saw a monster in the hotel tonight. There was a monster..."

"Tongtong... and her mother... and I..."

Xiao Le was trembling all over, and his body gradually became solid and fell to the ground.

"..."

Lin Xing'an felt Xiaole's extreme fear and helplessness, and silently patted Xiaole's back.

But in my heart, there is a wave of sadness.

He could understand Xiaole's current feelings very well.

He really wanted to lend a helping hand to Xiaole, just like Teacher Orange did to him, and say, "If you're too tired, please trust me."

But he is also in danger now...

He simply didn't have the ability to make Xiaole believe him...