Starting with dissecting ghost stories

"In the future... you will be killed."

Upon hearing this, Shen Xing showed no emotion on his face, but instead fell into deep thought.

What does that mean?

It's true that Wu Xiaoting entered a resonant dream for some unknown reason. Could it be that she entered a precognitive dream? Did she foresee that I would die someday in the future?

Shen Xing casually picked up the DV camera next to him and pointed it at Wu Xiaoting in front of him again.

Just now, when Wu Xiaoting entered that resonant dream state, her body underwent an unusual change.

But the unusual changes in her were completely different from anything Shen Xing had encountered before...

Wu Xiaoting's entire head disappeared, replaced by a clock that looked like a wooden house.

It looks like a wooden clock headgear, but when the door in the center of the wooden house is opened, the inside is empty... Whether it is Shen Xing's abnormal flesh leaving his body, or the honeycomb tumors on Wang Xinran and Wang Lei's bodies, their manifestations are at least attached to or embedded in the flesh.

The wooden clock seemed to have completely replaced Wu Xiaoting's head... Unfortunately, Wu Xiaoting had already woken up just as he was about to start examining it.

"What do you mean? In your dream just now... you dreamt that my brother was murdered?"

Compared to Shen Xing's indifference, Shen Yuan seemed somewhat nervous about what Wu Xiaoting was saying. She grabbed Wu Xiaoting's shoulder with her right hand and gently shook her, pressing for an answer: "What kind of dream was it?"

At this moment, Wu Xiaoting ignored Shen Yuan and stared intently at the expressionless Shen Xing, asking, "Don't you believe me?" She seemed to take Shen Xing's expressionless face as distrust.

"I believe you. I'm just wondering who I've offended." Shen Xing shook his head, looked at Wu Xiaoting, and asked with his usual smile, "Could you tell me in detail what happened in your dream?"

But for some reason, Wu Xiaoting felt a slight chill in her heart after seeing Shen Xing's smile.

Would a normal person really be able to laugh when they hear they're going to die?

Wu Xiaoting glanced at Shen Yuan, who seemed very anxious, beside her.

Shen Yuan seemed to think there was no problem either. ...Am I overthinking things?

After taking a deep breath, Wu Xiaoting slowly began to recount the details of her dream about Shen Xing's death. Shen Xing listened to Wu Xiaoting's story without saying a word.

His expression changed slightly after he heard the few somewhat indistinct words Wu Xiaoting had overheard in the hallway.

"Hahaha! It's you! He wasn't wrong!" "You didn't lie to us... You're nothing special! Your name doesn't deserve to be mentioned alongside mine!"

He's right.

You're nothing special either.

Your name doesn't deserve to be mentioned alongside mine...

Copycat.

"Didn't the police pinpoint his location? They're already in the arrest and manhunt phase. How did he manage to sneak into the school?" Shen Xing asked his younger sister, looking at her. "Xiao Yuan, what day of the week is your class's last period PE?" "Yes..." Shen Yuan quickly racked her brain for the schedule, but before she could speak, Wu Xiaoting interrupted her. "It's useless. We don't have a schedule where the fifth period is PE," Wu Xiaoting shook her head, "Apart from the fact that you, Brother Shen Xing, are dead, everything else could be wrong."

Does that mean that the shooting, the school infirmary, noon, and the fact that the killer was male—all of these could be wrong?

A question arose in Shen Xing's mind.

"Then why is it true that I'm dead?" Shen Xing asked, somewhat puzzled. "Couldn't it be someone else? Or someone died in the school clinic, but it wasn't me?"

"Because... the closer someone is to me, the more familiar I am with them, the more accurate the information in my dreams will be," Wu Xiaoting explained. "Gunman, gun, murder, school infirmary... these are all things I'm not familiar with, but I dreamt of Shen Yuan lying on a corpse, crying... so your death is real."

Was it through Shen Yuan crying over my corpse that she deduced the "fact" of my "death"?

Am I really going to be shot to death? And every single one of them hit me in the forehead?

Even if every shot hits me in the head, the end result might not be my death, but rather the abnormal flesh and blood within me going berserk, trying to leave or take control of my body and return to the [01-wall] in the school infirmary.

Wu Xiaoting cannot dream of things she has never seen before, so her dreams are somewhat distorted.

For example, you might dream of a currency you've never seen before that is expected to appreciate in value, and imagine it as Q coins that you've actually seen before.

If it's true that Shen Yuan was crying on the corpse, then the corpse she was lying on was very likely not me.

【02-Doll】?

Or has it fallen into a state of suspended animation?

There are just too many possibilities... To figure it out, we can only start by investigating the murderer who "killed" him—that is, the copycat.

If what Wu Xiaoting heard was true... then it would prove one of Shen Xing's previous conjectures.

The fact that a copycat drastically altered the details of his crime clearly indicates that he was instigated by someone.

And Shen Xing has someone who can quickly identify copycat offenders and then verbally instigate them.

That person, not long ago, was interrogating Wu Xiaoting in the interrogation room, and then went to Wu Xiaoting's house, taking something with him. (Wen Yan)

He was the instigator.

Shen Xing was still thinking when he came to his senses and realized that the two girls in front of him were staring at him.

They all seemed worried about their situation... If we don't comfort them first, things will probably get even more difficult later.

Given Shen Yuan's personality, if she wasn't convinced she could handle it, who knows if she would drag her friend directly to find the culprit. In the past, Shen Xing would have let Shen Yuan go wherever she wanted, knowing she definitely wouldn't find him.

But now, with Wu Xiaoting's precognitive dreams, it's really hard to say.

Let's convince them that they're okay first.

"I think I know who the killer is," Shen Xing said.

"Who?" Shen Yuan asked.

"After the Li Ya family massacre case ended, a copycat appeared... To prevent more copycats from appearing, this case hasn't been reported yet, but I participated in the police investigation and provided clues... I guess that perpetrator somehow found out about this and held a grudge against me," Shen Xing gave his answer.

"I'll call the police right now and tell them to tighten the cordon and have some officers patrol the area," Shen Xing said, then took out his phone and made a call.

After the call connected, Shen Xing said into the phone, "Uncle Chen, is this you? There's something I'd like to ask you."

As Shen Xing spoke, he walked back to his room and closed the door.

"What's wrong?" Chen Liming asked from the other end of the phone.

"Could you please find out which hotel Professor Wen Yan is staying at?"