This actor is full of tricks.

After finding nothing at the mental hospital, Lin Jue returned to Yangtao Street in the dark. Even the eerie creatures weren't sleepy. There were still many frightening-looking ghosts wandering around the dark street. When Lin Jue walked in, the ghosts all stood at attention and shouted in unison, "Boss!"

"Who gave you permission to call me that?" Lin Jue was both amused and exasperated.

“It’s that scumbag old man at the supermarket who lent money to every one of us ghosts. Now he says he’s the creditor and wants us to listen to him.” One ghost said indignantly, “He was crushed by his mortgage and jumped off a building in his previous life. Now he’s a ghost and has to pay off the loan. That guy has no conscience at all.”

"Money can be earned back, but a lack of conscience can earn even more money."

Lin Jue interrupted the monsters' complaints and said helplessly, "What the old man did was indeed wrong. You can just return the money you used to buy things to him in the future. However, he is a long-time resident here and has been in the mortal world for a long time. It is indeed right for you to listen to him."

Lin Jue himself didn't have the energy to manage so many strange things, so since the old man wanted to manage them, it would save him a lot of effort.

"But don't call me boss. We're illegal residents on Yangtao Street now. Don't act like we're the mafia."

He said this as if he had no idea that the eerie was countless times more frightening than the underworld. After he finished speaking, he looked up and saw He Wen, dressed in blood-stained clothes, standing outside his room looking at him.

Do you need to contact me?
Lin Jue was taken aback and went upstairs. He Wen stood there, petite and delicate, with a face as cute as a porcelain doll. Anyone who saw her would probably not be able to associate her with the terrifying and ruthless.

"Is there something you need?" He instinctively reached out to pat the child's head, but the child deftly dodged him. He Wen's expression was somewhat complicated: "I remembered some things, things from the past, perhaps because I've come to this world."

"About your father?" Lin Jue asked.

He Wen nodded silently, a hint of hesitation appearing on her face. She sighed and asked, "Can you get in touch with him?"

“I called him, but he was never in service. Your father often hangs out in strange places.” Seeing He Wen’s expressionless face, Lin Jue added, “But I sent him a text message. He’ll contact me when he sees it.”

To prove his point, he even showed the text message to He Wen.

“Your daughter is in my hands…” He Wen read the words from the text message, her expression suddenly turning strange: “What did you do before?”

She had always thought Lin Jue was a kind and gentle person, but this sentence didn't sound like something a kind person would say.

"It doesn't matter what he says, as long as he sees you." Lin Jue put his phone back in his pocket: "I also need to talk to you about something. I might need your help soon."

"What favor?" He Wen frowned almost imperceptibly, but she did owe Lin Jue a favor and couldn't refuse.

"Revenge." Lin Jue's voice was deep. "I've already killed the person who kidnapped you, but he still has an organization. This time, I'm going to take action against that organization."

The moment the New World was mentioned, He Wen's face turned resentful. Without a second thought, she agreed, wishing she could tear everyone in that organization to shreds.

"At that time, you and the residents may need to put my raincoat on again."

"I'll do whatever you say," He Wen replied coldly, her mood instantly souring. After saying that, she left.

Lin Jue shook his head helplessly. He Wen, this little devil, was precocious and not easily fooled. Getting her to completely open up and willingly crawl into the raincoat would probably have to wait until the new world was resolved. ...

The next morning, Lin Jue changed into a black shirt and went straight to the orphanage. Today was the day he had promised to take Liao Fan to see his mother, and he had to pick up the little boy.

Liao Fan also got up very early and had already finished getting ready, standing at the door waiting for Lin Jue.

"Thank you for your help, Dr. Zhou." Teacher Zhang saw Liao Fan out.

"It's alright." Lin Jue took Liao Fan's hand. The latter was not in a good mood and kept his head down the whole way, looking preoccupied.

When the bus pulled into the station, Lin Jue carried the other person to a seat and asked softly, "Did you miss your mother?"

Liao Fan didn't speak, he just kept his head down, but water droplets were splashing on his pants.

"Uncle will tell you a story." Lin Jue lowered his voice: "This is the story of one of my patients. He is like you, he lost his mother and was locked in the house by his father."

"Later he fell ill and began to see people as animals. After he was rescued from his father by the police, he came to me for psychological treatment."

"And then, did he get better?" Liao Fan raised his head, his small eyes red.

Is it ready...?

Lin Jue's eyelids twitched, and he smiled, "Of course, my medical skills are excellent. There is no disease in this world that I cannot cure. In a while, I will also cure the scar on your face."

"Can these scars be healed?" Liao Fan touched the raised scars on his face, thinking Lin Jue was just comforting him. "And then? What happened to him?"

"Later, of course he grew up healthy and is now a very warm person who helps many injured people." Lin Jue patted Liao Fan's head and peeled a White Rabbit candy: "Eat a candy when you miss your mother. Eating something sweet will make you feel much better when you're sad."

"Grow up well and forget the pain of the past. That's what your mother would most like to see."

Lin Jue said softly, and in a daze, he seemed to see the little child lying on the table looking forward to Christmas in Liao Fan. He didn't know if he was comforting Liao Fan or comforting his past self.

After the bus arrived at the station, Lin Jue went to a nearby funeral shop and bought two bouquets of white flowers, then led Liao Fan toward the cemetery.

Liao Fan moved slowly. The gate of the cemetery is a dividing line between the living and the dead. The living live outside, and the dead are buried inside. But stepping through this gate means that the living will have to face the fact that their loved ones have passed away once again.

"Let's go, Uncle still needs you to lead the way." Lin Jue gently comforted Liao Fan, reminding him that children will eventually grow up and have to learn to face challenges.

Liao Fan hesitated for a long time at the door before finally taking that step. When he crossed the dividing line, tears streamed down his small face, and he cried uncontrollably.

Lin Jue sighed and picked the other person up: "It's alright. If you're tired and don't want to walk, just tell Uncle the way, and Uncle will take you there." (End of Chapter)