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Her body trembled like leaves in the wind, tightly hugging her knees, still feeling cold, and every bone in her body ached as if it had become stiff.
"I know you're here, come out! If you don't plan to show yourself, then if I find you, it will be very bad for you, worse than that woman. I will make you understand what it means to wish for death."
Su Jin'er did not believe he could find her. The night seemed particularly dark; she had been a bit angry about the darkness earlier, but now she was somewhat grateful for it. She raised her head to look at the starless sky, thinking it would probably rain tomorrow.
"Please, sweetheart, come out! Don't play hide and seek with me; I have very little patience!" he rasped.
Su Jin'er kept her eyes closed, quietly leaning against the tree trunk, curling up in hopes he wouldn't see her. She had originally worn a white coat today, but it had already been stained red with blood, so it wasn't very noticeable in the night.
The footsteps grew closer and closer; she became so nervous that she breathed carefully, almost forgetting to breathe at all. Her body became numb from holding the same position for too long.
The footsteps did not linger around her for long. Once she heard them slowly fade away, she let out a sigh of relief and then realized her face was drenched in sweat.
She stood up and ran again, completely lacking any sense of direction, just running away from that person. After her figure disappeared into the forest, the person wearing a terrifying mask quietly appeared behind the tree where she had hidden, silently smiling as he watched her leave.
Su Jin'er ran for a long time until she could no longer muster any strength. She stopped, leaning on her knees and gasping for breath; it felt as if there was a fire burning in her lungs and a knife twisting in her stomach. In pain, she squatted down on the ground, her body spasming with pain. Looking around, she realized she still hadn't escaped the forest; perhaps she couldn't escape at all—she was lost.
She took out her phone and pressed it; the screen remained pitch black. Was it dead? She tried to turn it on but got no response. Giving up, she leaned against the tree and could only pray that Captain Xing and the others would find her or that she could hold on until dawn before that person found her. Her stomach continued to cramp painfully; sweat dripped down her pale cheeks and was blown away by the wind, leaving her feeling icy all over. She hugged her arms tightly to warm herself; the sweat had soaked through her clothes, combined with the blood that had stained them earlier, making them stick uncomfortably to her skin along with the nauseating smell of blood. She felt like she was going crazy.
The black wind blew through the dark leaves and against her cold body; her eyelids grew heavier and heavier as her mind gradually lost consciousness.
So tired!
She slowly closed her eyes, but a voice in her mind kept saying: Jin'er, don't sleep, don't sleep.
"Who are you?" she whispered.
"I am extraordinary! Jin'er, open your eyes and look at me!"
As her unconscious mind gradually awakened, she slowly opened her eyes, staring blankly at her surroundings. Chu Feifan was not in front of her; the voice she had just heard and the shadow she had vaguely seen were merely figments of her imagination.
She struggled to stand up and continued to move forward. She could not fall asleep; if she did, she might never wake up again. After every few steps, she had to lean against a tree to catch her breath.
The wind was stronger than before, rustling the leaves loudly. She sat down on the ground in despair, no longer wanting to continue. A sense of loneliness almost drove her to collapse. She scanned the unfamiliar environment, feeling as if she had been swallowed by a terrifying beast, slowly being digested. Perhaps in a few hours or even minutes, she would completely disappear from this world. Fear engulfed her—an overwhelming sense of dread that drowned her completely. She buried her face in her knees and cried silently, her long black hair cascading down like a ghost drifting aimlessly in the dark night.
Su Jin'er would never have imagined that if someone saw her crying under the tree at that moment, they would surely think she was a female ghost. Who would sit here crying in this desolate forest at midnight?
There was only one answer.
A ghost!
Su Jin'er lifted her head; her face was pale, tears streaking down it, and her clear eyes were slightly red and swollen, yet still beautiful enough to captivate anyone.
She looked at the blood on herself and thought how fortunate it was that it was night. If it were daytime and someone saw her, they would definitely think she was a murderer and call the police. However, upon further reflection, that might actually be a good thing because Captain Xing would surely prove that she was not the killer but a victim, allowing her to return to their side.
Leaning against the tree, she gazed at the sky. The person from earlier seemed not to be the one who led her to that strange villa; who was he? Did Zhang Jun really exist? Was that person three years ago Zhang Junsheng?
A series of questions flooded her mind. The case that had been resolved seemed to plunge back into mystery—a larger mystery. She had no idea whether the killer was truly the supposedly dead Grandpa Liu. If not, why had he orchestrated all this, even sacrificing his own life to protect the real killer?
Everything had to start from what happened three years ago—or five years ago. However, they had investigated for so long and knew almost nothing about what happened five or three years ago. What events could have led to all these occurrences? Was Li Yiqing, who died three years ago, really killed by Li Yiqian? To kill one's own sister for a man? She did not believe Li Yiqian would do such a thing. Therefore, if she chose to trust her instincts, then everything must be wrong; regardless of whose death it was, they needed to start investigating from scratch.
Recalling everything that had happened over the past six months made her mind clearer. From Xu Mengguan's death at the beginning to Wen Shishi's death just now—though their deaths seemed unrelated, she knew there must be a connection between them. And then there was Wu Nannan, who appeared to have died in an accident. Grandpa Liu's words echoed in her mind; he wouldn't just warn her without reason—he must have wanted to tell her something but couldn't say it directly for some reason.
A realization struck her: Xu Mengguan's death was merely a ruse; Zhang Junsheng was key. Zhang Junsheng must have known something that led to his murder. But why kill Xu Mengguan first?
Was it to instill fear in Zhang Junsheng?
By the way, she seemed to have forgotten someone very important, a person who had been present in the story from the beginning but suddenly disappeared after several people died, only to reappear later—Xu Lingling.
Where did she go during those months she was missing? Who was she with, and who changed her? She recalled that day in the pavilion, the look in her eyes as if she held a deep grudge against her, wanting nothing more than to swallow her whole.
She slapped her forehead, wondering how she could think of Xu Lingling. Perhaps it was because she had truly fallen for Chu Feifan and changed for him.
She returned to the initial question: Zhang Junsheng died in the woods, and there were many footprints on the ground, indicating he had walked in by himself. Although she hadn't interacted much with Zhang Junsheng, she could tell he was a very sensitive person, suspicious and cautious. This made his personality extremely careful, like a cat watching its surroundings, always protecting himself from harm. Yet those around him were often more fragile; once they faced external threats, they would do crazy things to shield themselves from harm. She believed Zhang Junsheng was such a person.
Thus, she thought he must have had something important to do in that forest, which allowed the Killer to take advantage of him and silence him. Since he was such a vigilant person, he wouldn't have carelessly exposed himself to the Killer. Therefore, the key now was to find out why Zhang Junsheng went into the woods.
That day, she and Linyuan had gone searching but returned empty-handed. She always felt he went to the small grove to leave clues; she just didn't know what kind of clues he would leave behind.
Leaning against a tree for too long made her back sore from the rough bark. She rubbed her back with her hand when suddenly her movements stopped. Then, she smiled happily. She turned to look at the tree behind her and then shifted her gaze to its roots. There was a small tree hole that wasn't very big; if one didn't look closely, they wouldn't notice it at all. This discovery made her think that the clues left by Zhang Junsheng might be hidden in a tree hole in that grove. Now that she recognized this possibility, searching became much simpler.
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