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Sun Meng dialed Liang Bo's number, and upon hearing the urgency in his voice, she felt a wave of anxiety wash over her. After Liang Bo repeatedly urged her, Sun Meng grabbed the copied USB drive and agreed to meet him at Huangguoshu Square.
When Sun Meng arrived at Huangguoshu Square, she found Liang Bo sitting on a nearby bench, visibly impatient as he waited for her.
“Hurry up, will you? I didn’t even go home before rushing here to meet you,” Liang Bo complained, exhaling smoke from a cigarette he held. Upon seeing Sun Meng approach, he stubbed out the cigarette and tossed it into a nearby trash can before turning back to her.
“The bus was slow and crowded, plus there was traffic…” Sun Meng replied apologetically as she casually sat down beside him. She then placed her bag on her lap and pulled out the USB drive, handing it to him.
“What’s this?” Liang Bo asked, taking the USB drive with a puzzled expression.
“It’s a video—a terrifying one,” Sun Meng said, her voice tinged with fear.
“A video? About what?” Liang Bo pulled the USB drive from its paper bag, still unsure of why Sun Meng wanted him to see it.
“I… I’ll tell you that it features both of them. What would you think?” Sun Meng spoke hesitantly, testing his reaction.
“Come on, Sun Meng! Why do you always have to be so cryptic? Who are ‘they’? Just tell me clearly!”
“Ziya and Zhi Qing are in this video. It seems like two of the people who got into trouble are our classmates. At first, I didn’t know who sent me this pointless video, so I went to the police station to report it. They said it was just someone’s prank and thought I was making a fuss over nothing. So this time, I didn’t bother going back to the police; I came straight to you to see if this video is real or not. I’m worried something might have happened to them,” Sun Meng said, her eyes filled with concern as she looked at Liang Bo for help.
“What? They’re in this video? What kind of game are they playing?” Liang Bo furrowed his brow as he scrutinized the USB drive between his fingers. Then he spoke in a serious tone: “Why don’t we go to my place and check it out? We can analyze what’s happening in the video.”
“They wouldn’t play such a silly game; I know Ziya and Zhi Qing well,” Sun Meng explained. Then she asked, “Do you have any equipment that can enhance the clarity of the footage?”
"What's wrong? Is the video unclear?"
"Yeah, when I clicked to watch it, the picture was a bit blurry." Sun Meng hurriedly got up to follow Liang Bo as he stood.
Liang Bo's home was on the first floor of Building Six in Furong New District. The architecture of Furong Community was unique, with a villa-style design that offered a refreshing visual impact.
As soon as they entered, they were greeted by a courtyard filled with various flowers and plants, reminiscent of the rural courtyards in Sun Meng's memory. The arrangement of the residences was harmonious, allowing for privacy without interference. A straight staircase led from the front to the second floor, where another household resided.
"Your home is really nice; it looks so comfortable," Sun Meng said enviously, her eyes wide with admiration.
"What's so special about it? I've heard that Phase Three of Furong is even better. Come on, let's go inside!"
Sun Meng nodded and watched as Liang Bo pulled out a set of keys and unlocked the door. Upon entering, she was left speechless; Liang Bo's home was truly luxurious, and describing it as opulent would not be an exaggeration.
In the study, a 21-inch LCD computer sat prominently. Liang Bo sat down in the computer chair, powered it on, and took out a USB drive. Sun Meng felt increasingly uneasy in this lavish environment, her self-esteem quietly diminishing as she compared herself to what surrounded her.
As Liang Bo looked at the screen, his expression grew more serious with each passing moment… Sun Meng sat beside him, her heart racing violently as she faced the bloody scenes unfolding before them. The playback software on Liang Bo's computer was clearly superior to Ziya's, making the gruesome images appear almost three-dimensional before their eyes.
"Do you see anything?" Sun Meng asked nervously, glancing at Liang Bo.
"This is an unedited video. The background shows an old building. Generally speaking, most of these old houses are from the 1960s or 70s. In recent years, many have been demolished during renovations, so there aren't many left."
"No way! If they don't exist anymore, then how did this footage come about? What about Ziya and Zhi Qing...?" A terrifying thought suddenly crossed Sun Meng's mind—could something have happened to them? No, that can't be true… Ugh! She silently cursed herself and desperately tried to dismiss her wild speculations.
"Don't rush, let me take a closer look. You see, here..." Liang Bo continued to zoom in on the screen, focusing intently on every detail. He then turned his back to Sun Meng and said.
As soon as Sun Meng heard his tone, she knew he must have discovered some useful clue. She quickly stood up and leaned closer to the computer, her eyes glued to the screen.
The image displayed a damp floor, cluttered and chaotic, with piles of discarded items in a room catching Liang Bo's attention. An old teacup with some characters on it... Looking at all this, Liang Bo seemed even more certain of his suspicions.
"I can go to the relocation office to check on those houses that haven't been vacated yet. If we're lucky, we should be able to figure out the location from this background," Liang Bo reassured the anxious Sun Meng. He didn't fully disclose his thoughts to her.
Liang Bo's words undoubtedly brought a glimmer of hope to Sun Meng. She eagerly nodded in agreement, and they decided to start their investigation from the old houses.
Due to the warning text in the video, neither of them dared to act recklessly and alert the police. They split up; Sun Meng would search for old house records while Liang Bo would use his connections to inquire about the locations and routes of the houses that had not yet been vacated.
Frustratingly, after checking several places without any results, Liang Bo finally arrived at an old house only to find it had already been flattened. Could it be that the relocation office had recorded the wrong location? He remembered this place should have been a four-story leisure club for retired officials; why was there no record of its relocation, and why did the building no longer exist? Liang Bo called Sun Meng, who rushed over immediately but found only an empty lot filled with discarded junk. The lot was overgrown with waist-high weeds, and there were some makeshift shanties built by outsiders nearby. Not far off, garbage was being dumped, sending plumes of smoke into the air along with a pungent odor wafting in the wind.
Sun Meng noticed a large iron-framed advertisement featuring a cow, with a woman squatting beneath it milking. It seemed this area had already been acquired.
"This can't be it!" Sun Meng exclaimed as she observed a scruffy old man using a machine to clear the weeds while several children from outside were urinating indiscriminately.
"Yes, what's strange is that there used to be houses here; they provided me with documents stating so. Take a look," Liang Bo said as he handed the papers to Sun Meng.
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