Chapter 115 Who is the Prey?

Xin Que threw the empty takeout box into the trash can and sealed it properly.

She then began to ponder the meaning of the plot information she had received.

[Being trusted by someone...]

However, the information she had was very general, lacking detailed information about the man at the night market.

But there's no need to worry about that; the melodramatic plot will definitely find a way to bring the two of them back together.

Since the plot is in such a hurry to send people to her...

Xin Que's ears twitched.

There was movement in the hallway outside the door.

late at night.

Once he determined that the target household had turned off the lights and gone to sleep, the man quietly entered the fire escape, avoiding the security cameras, following the route he had scouted beforehand.

Seeing that there were no private cameras in the hallway, the man was secretly pleased.

They had already done their research beforehand; Xin Que was the only resident on this floor.

He stopped in front of Xin Que's house, skillfully took out his lock-picking tools, and quickly and gently opened the door and went inside.

"Damn it..." The man's sinister eyes swept across the not-so-spacious living room like a hawk, then locked onto the only bedroom. "You're going to stay here and wait obediently today."

As soon as he turned around the partition wall, a hand reached out from behind the wall and tightly covered his mouth.

"Why all this nonsense when you're trying to assassinate someone? Do you want to die too slowly?" The woman's voice snaked through the night like a venomous snake, and then the copper wire in her hand quickly tightened around his neck.

The man's pupils dilated as he tried to pull away the copper wire that was gradually taking away his breath, but the woman's hand was like an iron clamp, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

...

The tall, thin young man was still dressed in the same artsy outfit he had when he bumped into Xin Que at the night market. He knocked anxiously on Xin Que's door, whose lock had already been pried open. "Xin Que? Xin Que, are you home?"

"I saw someone suspicious following you..."

"Are you alright? I've already called the police!"

He tested the reactions of the guests in the quiet house, but after calling out for a long time, he received no response.

I listened intently to the door for a long time.

It was as if no one lived there; there wasn't a sound at all.

The young man's brows slowly furrowed.

Wait... Logically speaking, the robber should have already gone inside, right?

How could there be absolutely no sound?

The young man hesitated for a moment, then slowly pulled the handle and opened the heavy door. "Xin Que? Are you alright..."

As soon as he entered the living room, the young man was startled by the silhouette of the woman sitting quietly on the sofa.

He was still in shock, and his breathing became rapid.

"Smack."

Xin Que turned on the floor lamp.

"You..." The young man's eyes widened in shock as he saw Xin Que completely unharmed. "How did you..."

Realizing his story was about to be exposed, he immediately changed his tune, "Are you alright?"

He looked around the living room and found it to be incredibly tidy.

There was absolutely no sign that any criminals had broken in.

How could that be?!

The lock on Xin Que's door was broken, which meant that the robber must have come in...

The young man's gaze, filled with surprise and uncertainty, fell on Xin Que.

The woman sitting under the light remained motionless, staring directly into his eyes.

The young man felt uneasy and instinctively took a step back.

"Uh... are you alright?" he asked, forcing a smile. "I saw someone following you from the night market, and they were worried something might happen to you, so they rushed into your house..."

"Have you encountered any danger?"

Xin Que looked the newcomer up and down. "What's your name?"

The young man was stumped by her nonsensical question.

"Don't you recognize me?" He wasn't sure what Xin Que's background was now, and on top of that, the robber had vanished into thin air... The young man felt a chill run down his spine, but he still forced a smile and began to explain.

"That's true, it's been so many years, it's normal that you didn't recognize me..."

"I'm Su Zhan, who was one year ahead of you in college."

"I happened to run into you when you were being harassed by some thugs..."

Su Zhan's explanation grew softer and softer.

Something's not right.

Xin Que is acting very strangely!

He sat motionless on the sofa in the middle of the night, staring at the door, as if he were waiting for someone to come in...

She showed no emotion when he came in, showing no gratitude for the concern shown by an acquaintance after encountering danger. Instead, her gaze was devoid of feeling, like a hunter looking at its prey.

Has his plan been exposed?

Su Zhan swallowed hard, his expression growing increasingly tense.

"Are you sure you didn't encounter anyone dangerous?" He had no more interest in continuing his hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress act. "If nothing's wrong, I'll tell the police not to bother them with this."

Su Zhan felt increasingly uncertain.

Even after the police were mentioned, Xin Que remained expressionless and indifferent.

What exactly is she...?

"Do you think I'm alright?" Xin Que's gaze fell on the half-open door, her voice particularly clear in the quiet night, "The lock has been pried open..."

Su Zhan felt increasingly uneasy as Xin Que unexpectedly brought up the topic of the door lock.

He immediately turned and walked towards the door, looking very worried as if he were checking the lock. "It must be a thief targeting us. I'll call the building management and the police right away. You don't need to..."

Before he could finish saying "Don't be afraid," Xin Que's voice rang out from behind him, "So you didn't call the police at all?"

Su Zhan belatedly realized that his words were full of loopholes. He was so frightened by the eerie voice of the woman behind him that he got goosebumps all over his body. Just as he was about to rush out the door, he was covered in the mouth and dragged back.

In the last moment before his vision completely plunged into darkness, he and the man behind the partition wall, his eyes bulging and mouth agape, lifeless, met each other's eyes.

It was the robber he hired...

Then, Su Zhan completely lost consciousness.

...

Xin Que tossed the copper wire aside and clicked his tongue as he watched the numbers on the electronic clock rapidly recede.

Su Zhan has a significant role in the story; killing him could trigger a reset.

The table lamp illuminating the sofa suddenly went out, and then, without a sound, the building returned to the state it had been ten minutes earlier.

Xin Que calmly sat down on the sofa shrouded in darkness, waiting for Su Zhan to come to her door again.

...

Su Zhan suddenly woke up with a start.

He just...

The young man looked around blankly.

This is the lobby of the apartment building where Xin Que rents.

Su Zhan glanced at his phone and realized that he had been daydreaming.

What he needs to do now is to enter the apartment building, find Xin Que who has been driven to the brink of death by robbers, and then awaken Xin Que's most vulnerable side through a similar act of saving her life...

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Su Zhan shivered for no apparent reason.

But it's the height of summer right now.

He glanced at the ornamental tree branches and leaves rustling in the wind by the door.

It's probably a draft.

Su Zhan subconsciously touched his neck. He wondered if it was because of the draft and the large temperature difference between the room and the room, but he felt a chill on his neck.

Su Zhan slowly walked into the cramped elevator and pressed the button for Xin Que's floor.

He was now going to Xin Que's rented one-bedroom apartment to witness once again Xin Que's most disheveled side.

The metal elevator doors gleamed with a cold, hard light and slowly closed after Su Zhan stepped into the elevator.

The red floor numbers on the display screen kept rising and changing, and soon, with a "ding," we arrived at our destination.