That guy with the colorful clothes got killed.

When Lin Jue was preparing to go to class the next day, two policemen knocked on his door and told him the news.

"Dead?" Lin Jue was stunned. There had been some unusual noises last night, but he hadn't thought about it too deeply.

Perhaps they even thought, deep down, that the other person deserved to die.

"You don't know?" The officer in charge of the investigation narrowed his eyes. "According to the information I have, you had a conflict with him recently. Where were you between 10:00 and 10:30 last night?"

"I was at home. I wasn't feeling well yesterday, so I went to bed around that time." Despite being suspected for no reason, Lin Jue patiently replied, "Someone can testify to this. I fainted yesterday, and by the time I got home it was already past nine o'clock. Because I was still feeling a bit unwell, I went straight to bed after washing up."

"Did you hear anything?" The officer peered into the dark room behind Lin Jue. "Can we come in and take a look?"

"Of course." Lin Jue said frankly, inviting the two of them in. While watching them search the room, he replied, "I did hear some noises. At first, it was the sound of people playing games and cursing next door, then there were banging sounds, then thunder, and then it stopped."

The two policemen exchanged a glance and did not ask the question again, because what Lin Jue said was almost the same as what the neighbor on the other side of the deceased had said, which meant that the other party was not lying.

"Have you seen any strange people lately?" they asked, changing the subject.

"Strange person?" Lin Jue looked thoughtful. "I really don't remember them. Every day after school, I had to work a two-hour part-time job at Kaifeng Dried Vegetables. By the time I got back, it was after 8 o'clock, and it was completely dark by then. I could hardly see anyone."

The police officer's question instantly reminded him of the figure in the raincoat he had seen before. Could it be that person who killed Hua Hua Lv? If so, what was the motive for the murder?

Seeing the two policemen still searching the house, Lin Jue scratched his head and said, "Officer, I'm going to be late for school."

"Alright, then we won't bother you any longer." Although Lin Jue's suspicion has not been completely ruled out, it's not to the point of detaining him here.

As Lin Jue followed the two police officers out, he noticed that the room next door was cordoned off, and there were still traces of blood at the door that had not been cleaned up.

Inexplicably, fragmented images appeared in his mind: a figure in a raincoat was grabbing a brightly colored person by the neck with one hand, muttering something under their breath.

The next moment, as the wrench fell, he saw the raging flames again.

"Where did these images come from? Are they really just my hallucinations?" Lin Jue's face turned pale. The scenes were too real, as if they were his own experiences.

It was as if something was happening in a parallel universe, and he captured some of the images.

After deciding to confront his problems, Lin Jue felt much better, and his thinking became more agile.

After arriving at school, he was taken to the office by his homeroom teacher, who patiently persuaded him for several tens of minutes, but did not say too many harsh words. Although "Yan Hui" had been skipping classes a lot lately, the class average was raised by "Yan Hui", and "Yan Hui" was the only one in the class to be in the top ten of the grade.

This is a very promising student, and the homeroom teacher couldn't bear to see him lose his composure at this crucial moment before the college entrance examination and ruin his life.

……

When Lin Jue got home from get off work and was about to open the door, he sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere around him. The temperature had dropped significantly, and a chill was seeping into his bones through his neck.

He turned around abruptly and saw that a thick fog had risen outside, its wisps gradually engulfing the world.

It's foggy!? Lin Jue hurriedly looked away, frantically opened the door, and after running inside, he locked the door from the inside and moved two chairs to block it.

Because he hadn't paid the outstanding electricity bill, there was still no light in the house. He could only find the last candle, light it, and use the dim light to lock all the windows.

Looking at the swirling fog outside, the dimly lit room offered him no sense of security whatsoever. It seemed as if terrifying figures were lurking in those dark corners, secretly watching him.

"what is that?"

In the swirling mist, he saw a massive black shadow, a completely black building that stood silently like the charred corpse of a giant.

The moment Lin Jue saw that dark building, it felt as if his brain had been struck by a heavy hammer. Countless desperate cries echoed in his ears, and the ailments he had finally managed to suppress returned at this moment. Loneliness and despair once again enveloped him.

It was as if someone had grabbed him by the throat, making it hard for him to breathe, while simultaneously dragging him towards that dark building.

As if possessed, Lin Jue placed his hand on the window lock, and just as he was about to open the window, a voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"elder brother!"

The voice was elusive, sometimes near, sometimes far, as if it came from another world, and as if it were right next to his ear.

It was this sound that instantly brought Lin Jue back to his senses. Looking at the window lock that was already half-open, he broke out in a cold sweat.

That dark building possessed a seductive power; just one glance at it made him irresistibly want to go closer. This was the sixth floor; if he opened the window and went out, he would either die or be crippled.

In the past, he might have felt that falling would be a relief, but after listening to Zhou Yue's words, he wanted to live a good life.

He dared not stare at the dark building any longer and hurriedly drew the curtains.

"Where did that voice come from? It felt very familiar, like I've heard it somewhere before."

"Is he calling me 'brother'? Or is it another resident's voice?"

Lin Jue wiped the sweat from his face, held the candle, and walked towards the living room. As he passed the family photo hanging on the TV wall, he suddenly stopped.

A blurry black shadow slowly appeared in the blank area of ​​the family photo of the three people.

Is it because of the lighting?

It has to be said that Lin Jue was quite bold. He carefully took the candle and approached it. When the light was cast on the photo, the figure became clearer and clearer. At first glance, it still had an outline, but now even the general facial features seemed to be emerging.

"Brother! Wake up!"

The voice rang in Lin Jue's ears again, which made him shudder. He almost dropped the candle in his hand. He jumped up, took the photo off, and wanted to burn it.

But then he remembered that this was the only photo he had with his parents, so he stopped. After thinking for a long time, he put the photo in the cabinet and locked it with a heavy lock. (End of Chapter)

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