Artifact Report

Chapter 375 Dual Perspectives: The Scream Piercing Fate

She forgot to take care of her facial makeup.

Brianna vaguely remembered screaming and roaring, lashing out at whatever was in the darkness, talking to herself, asking and answering her own questions, and tearing the wall into a tattered rag with deep grooves...

When she finally ran out of strength and leaned against Jacqueline's body, panting, feeling as if even moving a finger was a heavy burden, she even felt a little like laughing.

The host is so thoughtful.

As if afraid she might miss something when she went berserk, the broadcast was repeated many times.

Even though she didn't want to listen, Brianna couldn't force herself to turn off the radio, or even turn around and leave.

It's like being locked in a metal box covered in spikes; if you try to break free, you'll be smashed to pieces, and if you stop, you'll be suffocated by the pressure.

No matter how loudly she ran around in the room, she could always hear the radio playing over and over again the scenes from Blackmore City on the afternoon of December 3rd, haunting her relentlessly; even though she couldn't see it, and didn't want to see it, she still vaguely witnessed the whole process in her mind.

It turns out that Jin Xueli was being hunted down for taking the original liquid, but was rescued by Morando in a helicopter.

The helicopter landed near Central Bay, where Morando and Joe Joy had already prepared a hiding place for Shirley Kim.

She didn't leave, Jin Xueli landed, and Morando didn't leave either.

Morando sat in the room the whole time, chatting and drinking beer with the others.

The reason she was able to save people in time was because Morando was already at her house before Jin Xueli entered the nest, and the two of them had discussed the source of the original liquid.

Brianna thought that after becoming a half-resident, she could smell Morandow's scent and feel his traces in the world, as long as they were fresh enough—but it turned out that she couldn't.

When it's mixed with another person's scent, she can't tell the difference.

While drinking beer, Kim Seol-ri whispered that she hadn't actually saved Morando once.

Perhaps because Qiao Xiyue was also there, she spoke very subtly, only saying "take her home".

Qiao Xiyue seemed oblivious.

"Do you need any help on the 5th?" Morando asked. "The notification was vague and didn't specify the details of the operation. Plus, the Knight family... I'm afraid they're not safe, are they?"

She seemed genuinely worried about Kim Seol-ri.

The action point in the Nest Domination game is simply to have Kim Seol-ri sit and wait for the next instruction on the 5th. Is that enough to cause concern?
Do you think you've been given a tragic and heartbreaking script?

And what about her? She dragged herself along, crawling step by step to this day. Had she always crawled in the shadows? Had she always crawled in the ditch? Was the starry night just an illusion? Was there no starry sky in the nest?

“Let’s wait and see if Tianxi has any news in a while. This was originally caused by the Kai family. The wronged should be held accountable. If Chai Si is unlucky, he should take his place.”

Is Chef in trouble?
Brianna thought she would be happier.

In reality, this sentence is like a fallen leaf that has fallen into a dry well, empty and desolate, unable to even stir up a ripple.

Compared to these people, everyone she had ever crossed paths with, everyone who had any significance to her, Chai Si was even somewhat endearing, wasn't he? After all, he was just vying for profit, not disgusting, although they all had to die—no, that's not right, except for Moran who killed her.
"I understand,"

In the dimly lit room, Brianna spoke to Jacqueline's corpse, "It's more satisfying and enjoyable to kill people like you, like Father, who mean something to me. Don't you think so?"

Jacqueline stared with her greyish-white eyes, her pupils turning into a sticky substance that silently streamed down her face like tears.

Brianna thought for a moment. "No, that's not right, we still can't kill Morandau."

The deathly silent room awaited.

“We can’t kill him yet,” she murmured. “Not yet. Wait, let’s see.”

Brianna sat in the darkness for an unknown amount of time.

Even the vultures woke up, standing in the half-open doorway and calling to her several times before Brianna slowly came to her senses.

"It's been so long, why haven't you come out yet?" Vulture asked. "When are you finally going to Blackmore City to kill someone? You're not lying to me, are you? You don't want to keep your promise, do you?"

She had indeed wasted too much time in the lair… Brianna picked up her phone and glanced at it, only to find that the date had jumped to 3:03 AM on December 4th.

Let's go, it's time to head to Blackmore City.

She vaguely knew what she should do, but she dared not think about it too deeply, for if she did, she would be completely lost and doubtful.

Should we take the radio? If we do, Morandall will discover that we're still alive.

Because Kim Selena will definitely receive a "Nest Domination Game" notification; she will find that Vesley's team's "Briana" is still active and has even taken away her target avatar.

Now it seems that if Kim Seol-ri finds out, then Morando will find out too.

The plan went so smoothly, it's hilarious. She was originally waiting for Morando to develop feelings for Jin Xueli before killing her. She thought it would take a long time, but it went so smoothly, so smoothly, it's hilarious. Should she continue? She probably should.

Let's leave the radio here for now.

As long as Kim Seol-ri doesn't find out she was here, she can come and take the radio anytime... Oh, right, the cabinet door has been removed.

I actually have to fix the cabinet door for her! I, who have nothing left, am actually having to fix the cabinet door for Jin Xueli, who has everything!

Brianna laughed again.

"Okay, I have to wear you again," a buzzing sound filled her ears and mind, as if all the flying insects in the world were fluttering their wings together. "Jacolin, we're going home now."

She lowered her head, looked at Jacqueline, and remained silent for a few seconds.

Why are Jacqueline's eyes like that?
Wait a minute, let me think. How exactly do humans shed tears?

The water is coming from the eyes, right? What about the eyeballs? Do the eyeballs need to melt first before the water flows out?
How strange, she couldn't quite remember. It was as if the idea of ​​"humans crying" suddenly felt so distant, like trying to recall a short science lesson about insect reproduction from years ago—leaving only a vague impression. Hmm? Had something happened?
She grabbed Jacqueline's shoulders and tried to turn the body over—Jacqueline followed her hand and easily turned over, her face slapping the ground.

Jacqueline's head remained still, lying on her back in the same spot.

Brianna looked at the front half of the body, then at the back half that remained in place.

She looked up.

Something in the darkness chuckled.

...Briana understood.

how so

Even when I'm asleep, I'm pressed tightly against Jacqueline. I'll sense any movement immediately. What happened? Who did this? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? How do I mobilize the Wei family's resources? How do I get inside the Wei family?

How do I get back to Blackmore City?
why

Why does this world try so hard, no matter what, to make me a laughingstock?
When I thought I had a plan to escape my fate, but kept crashing into the glass wall, was there a creator laughing at me?

why

Brianna realized she was pressed against the radio, her mouth opening and closing repeatedly.

Her jawline broke free from its last remaining shape, snapping its ties to the past; she emitted a piercing, black hole-like scream into the radio, capable of swallowing the world.

***
The intense shriek that came rushing towards her almost knocked Mai Minghe over—she stumbled, quickly regained her balance, and her first reaction was to touch her face.

It is intact...

what happened?

It felt as if the shrill sound was about to tear my face apart, shatter my facial bones, and melt my entire skull into a liquid, leaving only a black hole in my soul—thankfully, thankfully it was all an illusion.

And it seemed like no one else heard her.

Mai Minghe steadied himself and waited for his heartbeat to calm down before looking around.

The 5th is a Saturday, and it's currently noon, which is usually the busiest time for pedestrians and vehicles.

But the sky was overcast, the clouds pressing down overhead like cotton soaked in water, making it hard to breathe just by looking at them; a downpour was probably imminent. Although it was noon, the world was shrouded in a gray gloom, as if the sun was about to set.

Perhaps because of the bad weather, there were hardly any people on the streets; even those who were there were in a hurry, as if they wanted to get home before the rain started.

Moreover, the area around the construction site of the welfare housing project is not a place worth visiting in the first place.

I never expected it to take so long.

After reporting the case at the Central Police Station, Mai Minghe originally intended to come to the construction site immediately—the naked man mentioned in the emergency call might just be Evan?—but she didn't expect that it would be almost an hour after leaving the police station before she realized her phone was missing.

She had never developed the habit of carrying a cell phone, so it took her a while to realize it; she checked every pocket on her body and searched her bag, but the heavy green cell phone was nowhere to be found.

...They must have forgotten it at the police station.

Mak Ming-ho had no choice but to turn back to the police station in a hurry, prepared that she might not be found again, and asked each officer one by one; fortunately, she was lucky, and when she asked the third officer, he recognized her.

"Are you Mai Minghe?" the man said, standing up. "Wait here a moment, I'll go get your phone."

It turned out the police had taken it, which was actually good news—they were even quite considerate; when they retrieved the phone, Mak Ming-ho found it in an evidence bag with his name on it.

She took her phone out of the evidence bag, looked at it a few times, and couldn't quite put her finger on what she was looking at. The phone looked the same inside and out.

In short, it's good to get it back, right?
But when she started the next step, she encountered an unexpected problem.

Where are the affordable housing projects on Cain Street?

Upon hearing her state her destination, the taxi driver immediately turned around and said, "Miss, you must have misremembered."

"So...it's in the lower city?"

Mak Ming-ho recalled that when the police officer who received the report at the police station argued with the person who reported the case about the exact location of the "welfare project".

“Of course not,” the driver said, starting the car. “I know where the construction site is. I pass by it all the time. It’s on Lookout Street. Don’t worry, I’ll take you there.”

Did the person who reported the incident make a mistake, and did the police also make a mistake?
Mai Minghe's vague suspicions vanished after she got out of the car.

The welfare housing project site was indeed right on Lookout Street, right in front of her.

Half the street was lined with makeshift wooden fences; behind the fences lay a row of unremarkable, old buildings.

Perhaps because of the bad weather, the construction site was quiet, and it seemed that there was no one there.

Is it okay to post the missing person notice here?

Mai Minghe took out Evan's AI portrait, along with tape and scissors; luckily, Hai Luwei had prepared plenty, enough for her to stick on several streets—after sticking on a few, as she walked through the gap between two plank walls, she suddenly had a whimsical thought and wanted to see how the construction site was progressing.

She was looking into the crack when she was suddenly struck by that dark, piercing shriek and stumbled back a few steps.

what happened?

That shrieking sound must be related to the nest, right?
After calming down, Mai Minghe walked back to the wooden wall and peered into the thin, dark gap between the two sections of the wall.

An eyeball came closer.

(End of this chapter)