After witnessing the farce of Ran Yunrui and his fans, Xiao He began to seriously investigate Li Zhicheng.

As expected, Li Zhicheng had very little online presence before, including nearly three years of being "completely offline".

We live in the internet age now, are there really people who don't use the internet at all?

It's possible he's from a remote mountainous area or has a special profession, but Li Zhicheng... doesn't seem like someone who knows nothing about the internet.

This might serve as a clue to break through the mystery and attract the attention of the police...

Just as Xiao He finished organizing Li Zhicheng's relevant information and was preparing to find relevant channels to report Li Zhicheng, his phone suddenly lit up.

Xiao He glanced at it and saw that it was a text message from Li Hanyue.

[Li Hanyue: Brother Xiao, are you free now? Let's get together.]

Xiao He: ?

Xiao He was somewhat surprised, and his gaze subconsciously swept over the time on his phone—11:50 p.m.

Although this time might be just the beginning of a young person's nightlife, what about him and Li Hanyue?

That's so strange, especially since they only parted ways this afternoon.

Xiao He originally wanted to refuse directly, but suddenly frowned and stared at the message in deep thought for a long time.

[Xiao He: Are we the only ones?]

[Li Hanyue: Yes, there are some things I'd like to discuss with you privately.]

Okay, case solved.

This person is definitely not Li Hanyue.

After spending this time together, Xiao He understood Li Hanyue quite well. She wasn't the type to be so presumptuous. Even if she wanted to invite him out for dinner, she would definitely invite Liu Zehang as well.

Most importantly—they are all college students, and they all have access restrictions!

Li Hanyue, being a college student herself, couldn't possibly be unaware of this. Given her personality, she would definitely have discussed it with Xiao He beforehand, rather than at this awkward time!

Having figured all this out, Xiao He decisively turned on his computer to trace the login IP of this account.

There was definitely a problem!

It is a virtual address hosted overseas.

It seems the other party is quite cautious.

Without much thought, Xiao He immediately revealed the answer: Li Zhicheng!

Unexpectedly, this guy actually turned his attention to him.

But now...

Xiao He rested his chin on his hand.

[Xiao He: Okay, send me the address.]

[Li Hanyue: Address: XXXXXX, I'm waiting for you.]

Upon seeing this message, Xiao He continued to trace "Li Hanyue's" IP address on his computer, and finally discovered that the two locations completely overlapped.

It seems this person has already set a trap for him.

Xiao He directly hacked into the surveillance cameras in the vicinity.

It was a bar, crowded and bustling with people. The dance floor was filled with dancing bodies, and young men and women sat in their booths, drinking and enjoying themselves. Their faces were illuminated by colorful ambient lights, creating a scene of decadent glamour.

In such a dimly lit environment, it is clearly unrealistic to accurately locate a person.

Moreover, it cannot be ruled out that the other party had already made preparations to avoid surveillance.

Xiao He pressed Enter, sent all the existing data to the police, then set up his computer and covered his backpack with a large sports jacket. After hesitating for a moment, he took out a pair of medical gloves he had left behind when he played the role of a murderer, and under the cover of night on campus, he sneaked out of the college.

-

In an abandoned parking lot on the basement level of Crown Bar.

A man was sharpening a knife under the dim light of the overhead lamp.

The excited music and boisterous footsteps from the bar upstairs could still be faintly heard from the ceiling, but the man just kept his head down and kept rubbing the butcher knife in his hand.

The silvery-white blade was faintly visible under the light.

"Buzz—Buzz—"

Not far behind the man, his phone kept vibrating with incoming calls, but he remained unmoved, his eyes filled with fervor and devotion, all his attention focused on the knife.

Finally, the phone went silent, and the man finished sharpening his knife. He looked up at his masterpiece, watching the blade gleam, and a hint of madness gradually appeared on his originally somewhat honest face.

"finally--"

"Finally, I can—"

"Thump!"

The butcher's knife slammed hard onto the chopping board with a dull thud. The light bulb overhead seemed to be startled, flickering weakly a few times before going out completely.

The space suddenly plunged into darkness.

...

[Li Hanyue: Where is everyone?]

[Xiao He: Wait a minute.]

Ten minutes later.