After completing the bizarre game, the world experienced a global resurgence of strange occurrences.

Wan Guanhai didn't keep anyone in suspense and directly gave a string of addresses, then introduced Bai Yiyi's home situation.

Bai Yiyi's father is Bai Yuanzhi, who currently works at Dachang City Construction Group as the deputy director of the engineering department.

She also has a younger sister named Bai Feifei, who is a senior at the city's No. 1 High School and has good grades, ranking in the top 50 of her grade.

Chen Zhuo listened silently, taking notes of all the information.

"I have sent people to protect them secretly, and so far, both of them are safe and sound and have not been disturbed by anything strange."

Wan Guanhai paused.

Bai Yuanzhi leaves early and returns late every day. Recently, the company has been rushing to complete projects, and he often works overtime until late at night before going home.

Bai Feifei attends evening self-study sessions at school and doesn't get home until 10 PM.

After saying all that, Wan Guanhai gave his own advice.

"Advisor Chen, if you want to visit them, you might as well wait until tomorrow."

Bai Feifei has to attend classes during the day, and Bai Yuanzhi has to go to work. If you go today, you most likely won't run into anyone.

Before Chen Zhuo could speak, the voice of the Mirror Ghost came from the pocket watch at his waist.

"Chen Zhuo, tomorrow is Saturday, they should both be off at home, which will save you from making a wasted trip."

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhuo remained silent for a moment.

"Then tomorrow."

"Alright." Wan Guanhai pondered for a moment, seemingly wanting to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

"Then I'll keep an eye on things here, and let you know as soon as there's any movement."

"Um."

Chen Zhuo cut off the communication and put the walkie-talkie back in front of his chest.

Twenty minutes later, the car entered the Green Sea Villa District.

As Chen Zhuo got out of the car and pushed open the villa door, the aroma of warm food wafted towards him.

Zhuo Fan was wearing an apron and busy at the stove.

The food on the table was still steaming, clearly having been prepared not long ago.

"Hey, you're back? Go wash your hands, I just finished cooking and we're just waiting for you to come back so we can eat."

Zhuo Fan poked his head out of the kitchen, holding a spatula in his hand, a smile on his face.

Chen Zhuo nodded slightly, washed his hands, and sat down at the dining table.

He smelled the aroma of the food and felt a slight warmth in his heart.

"The last dish is ready, we can eat now."

The moment Zhuo Fan came out of the kitchen, Chen Zhuo's nose twitched slightly, and his brows immediately furrowed.

He could clearly smell a faint odor of blood mixed in with the aroma of the food.

The smell of blood was coming from Zhuo Fan.

Chen Zhuo put down his chopsticks, faced Zhuo Fan with a serious expression, and spoke with a hint of concern.

"Are you injured? How did you get hurt?"

Zhuo Fan was clearly taken aback by Chen Zhuo's sudden question.

He instinctively reached for his right arm, trying to hide the injury.

"without……"

He instinctively wanted to deny it, but swallowed the words back.

"He sustained a minor injury."

Zhuo Fan put down his chopsticks, scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, and said with a hint of annoyance.

"I didn't want to tell you, bro, but this little injury will heal in a couple of days."

"How did you get hurt?" Chen Zhuo asked, his voice quickening slightly.

Zhuo Fan picked up a bite of food and put it in his bowl.

"At noon, I opened the refrigerator and found that there was no food left, so I took Xiaolou out to buy some things."

On the way back, thinking I'd take a shortcut, I went into an alley and ran into someone there.

Zhuo Fan still feels lingering fear when he recalls the scene.

"That person was wearing a hospital gown and looked like a mental patient."

Holding a steel pipe, he rushed towards me as soon as he saw me.

At this point, Little Skull jumped onto Zhuo Fan from the side, looking at Chen Zhuo as if seeking credit.

"When that mentally ill person approached, Little Skull sensed something strange about him!"

Upon realizing this, the little skeleton immediately rushed forward, intending to stop the guy.

Seeing that the little skeleton was at a disadvantage, and noticing that there were no other people around, I grabbed the ghost weapon and rushed over to help.

The wound must have been inflicted by that mentally ill person around that time.

But in the end, Little Skull and I still managed to subdue that guy!

As he finished speaking, Zhuo Fan's lips curled up, and his tone became increasingly smug, as if he had done something extraordinary.

After listening, Chen Zhuo remained silent for a few seconds.

Then I saw him take a bag of exquisitely packaged candies out of his pocket, place it on the table, and push it in front of Zhuo Fan.

"Here, take this. The candy inside can speed up wound healing. Just eat one."

Zhuo Fan paused for a moment, looking at the bag of candy, and his throat suddenly tightened.

Just as he put away the candy, he noticed that Chen Zhuo had several more items of various shapes in his hand.

He placed them one by one on the table, and then told Zhuo Fan in a serious tone.

"This time it was my oversight. Last time in the corridor villa, I gave you all offensive magical artifacts."

These are defensive magical artifacts; if you wear them on your person regularly, you can prevent what happened today from happening again.

Zhuo Fan looked at the things on the table, and his eyes instantly welled up with tears.

He quickly waved his hand and spoke to Chen Zhuo.

"It's not your fault, sir, it was my own carelessness."

"After we finish eating, I'll tell you about the function of these magical artifacts and how to use them. Listen carefully and try to master them as soon as possible."

Chen Zhuo interrupted him, his tone leaving no room for refusal.

Seeing this, Zhuo Fan stopped refusing and picked up his chopsticks to eat again.

After the two finished their meal, Chen Zhuo explained to Zhuo Fan how to use the magical artifact.

Before they knew it, dusk had fallen. After tidying up the villa, Zhuo Fan took Xiao Lou out for a walk.

Chen Zhuo then went back to his study upstairs alone, took out a folder, and placed the blank file inside on the table.

Recording strange files using audio recordings is just for convenience.

Whenever he has free time, he organizes it into a paper version.

In this way, two copies are made, and if one copy has a problem, the other copy can still be used.

Soon, Chen Zhuo compiled the bizarre files on the parasitic straw man and the Buddha who made a vow, and put them into a folder.

When he finished organizing the files and left the study, Zhuo Fan also took Xiao Lou back to the villa.

After saying goodnight to each other, they went back to their respective rooms.

A moment later, after washing up, Chen Zhuo placed his pocket watch and white bone cane on the bedside table, then lay down and drifted off to sleep.

I don't know how much time passed.

Around 3 a.m., a sudden, urgent cell phone ringtone rang out in the quiet bedroom.

The phone screen emitted a stark white light, which was particularly glaring in the pitch-black bedroom.

Chen Zhuo's eyes twitched slightly. He reached out and picked up the phone on the bedside table, then pressed the answer button.

The moment the call connected, Lin Wan's tearful plea for help came from the other end.

He wasn't surprised that Lin Wan knew his phone number.

Because he's using the same phone number he had five years ago.

During the five years he was missing, his mother kept topping up the phone number until she succumbed to illness from overwork and passed away.

She did all this in the hope that one day the number would be connected again, and she could hear her son's voice again.

After Chen Zhuosu woke up, he managed to keep the number through some means.

But because of his sudden disappearance years ago, no one has called him these past few days.

"Chen Zhuo, help! Save me, save my mother! Please!"

Seemingly greatly frightened, Lin Wan's voice trembled and became incoherent.

The background noise also included some footsteps and muffled sounds of things being smashed.

Lin Wan tried to lower her voice as much as possible and told Chen Zhuo what had happened.

"Shortly after I got home, I felt like something was staring at me..."