Chapter 237 He is staring at me!!! Who doesn’t wear a mask?
——Congratulations, Yuhuai, with your successful passing of the game’s test for the second time, the bond between us has become stronger.
Therefore, please allow me to call you Yuhuai directly!
——Now, Yuhuai, you can continue to bathe in the light and enjoy the brightness and warmth of your successful recharge!
——I will always pay attention and look forward to witnessing your wonderful performance in the next round of the game, come on~ Feng Mu did not attach his name after sending the affectionate blessing text message.
In his heart, the best brother should love his sister like the second male lead in those romance dramas.
Always waiting silently in an unknown corner, giving quietly, but never coming to the front, never stealing the spotlight or expressing one's feelings, and never expecting any return or gratitude.
This kind of protection is the deepest, purest, most sincere, most selfless and the love that should be praised the most!
Feng Mu couldn't help but be moved by his own deep affection, and his eyes became slightly moist.
However, Feng Yuhuai, who had just walked out from the crime scene, didn't seem to appreciate it very much.
She frowned and stared at the screen of her mobile phone with a gloomy face. The indomitable fighting spirit in her heart seemed to be poured over her head with a basin of cold water, cooling it instantly.
It was like a red-hot iron in a furnace, being constantly hammered and shaped, but suddenly the temperature was extinguished by ice water falling from the sky. A chill spread through her body from head to toe, and the chill made her shiver involuntarily.
"He knew that my mission was accomplished without my reporting. Could it be that he is nearby right now, silently watching my every move?"
Feng Yuhuai's cheek twitched slightly, and her eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, trying to find something.
Her gaze passed through the deep alley opposite, looking up at the huge night sky where the lights had been turned off, and her peripheral vision passed over the eerie shadows of the trees swaying in the wind beside her.
Although there was no one around, she felt as if there were pairs of invisible eyes hidden everywhere, staring at her without blinking in the endless darkness.
The only source of light was herself and the screen of her phone, which made the road seem dark… in the light? ! !
….Ma Xuan hung up the phone and still felt uneasy after thinking about it.
He glanced at the time and finally decided to take off his pajamas and change into his usual going-out clothes.
He tiptoed out of his bedroom and cautiously pushed open the door of the next bedroom.
Through the narrow crack in the door, he looked at the beautiful woman sleeping on the bed and the chubby baby beside her, and a warm smile involuntarily appeared on his face.
Then he closed the door gently, afraid to disturb the peaceful sleep of the mother and son.
Ma Xuan put on his shoes, locked the door quietly, and left home reluctantly.
A few seconds later, Ma Xuan walked into the elevator, faced the polished elevator door, slowly took out his glasses from his pocket, and when he looked up again, the smile on his face had disappeared, returning to his usual cold expression.
Ma Xuan recalled that Chang Wei often disliked him and thought he was too pretentious. He wore a mask every day, but he never refuted or argued.
Because he felt from the bottom of his heart that [mask] was an essential skill for human survival, and there were only two kinds of people in this world who did not need to wear [mask].
One is a newborn baby who hasn’t learned it yet!
The other is... a dead person, he doesn't need to act anymore! Ma Xuan knocked on the door a few times, and the door was not locked, so he just pushed it lightly and it opened.
The scene behind the door made his pupils shrink suddenly - a female corpse was hanging there, with a thin red string tied around her neck and the other end nailed firmly to the ceiling. Her death was horrific.
Ma Xuan had seen the photo of this woman on Chang Wei's mobile phone and knew that the female corpse should be Chang Wei's sister.
Ma Xuan stood at the door and called Chang Wei's name twice in a very vigilant voice. The room was dead silent and no one answered.
He stood on his feet, turned half of his body slightly, and carefully put his head into the door, looking into the living room.
The house was unusually clean. Apart from the hanging female corpse and a little blood dripping from beneath the corpse, there was no second pool of blood in the house and no obvious signs of a fight.
Ma Xuan was full of doubts, but his shoes never stepped into the house.
He kept his distance, stood at the door, and calmly dialed the police number.
Half an hour later.
Ma Xuan stood in front of the building's doorway, looking at the scene that was cordoned off by wires. A female corpse covered with a white cloth was carried away.
Ma Xuan turned to the head constable who was taking notes and asked in a low voice, "Is there only one body in the room?"
The captain of the police was yawning and seemed a little absent-minded. He just responded casually.
Ma Xuan's heart shuddered, remembering the strange voice on the phone just now. He realized that his previous thoughts were too arbitrary.
There is a third type of person in this world who doesn’t need to wear a mask when performing because he can’t even find his face.
Chang Wei is missing, and so is his nephew Chang Qingsen!
The captain took notes in his notebook while looking at Ma Xuan with a scrutinizing gaze: "Why are you in someone else's house at this time?"
Ma Xuan opened his mouth and wanted to tell the whole content of the strange phone call, but when the words came to his lips, a face inexplicably emerged in his mind, and then he inexplicably concealed the key content of the phone call.
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He replied calmly:
"Tonight, I received a call from Chang Wei at home, but he didn't say a word on the phone. I thought it was a bit strange, so I called back, but still no one spoke on the phone. I felt a little uneasy, so I came to check it out, but I didn't expect..."
Ma Xuan paused and added: "After I came over, the door opened as soon as I pushed it. Then, I called the police. I didn't enter the house."
By the time the captain finished recording everything, it was already past midnight.
After the captain finished recording, Ma Xuan sat back in his car tiredly.
He lit a cigarette and took a few deep puffs, and the smoke filled the car.
He held the cigarette butt between his fingers, picked up his phone, opened the address book, and his fingertips moved back and forth over the two names.
After a moment of contemplation, he exhaled a long smoke ring, dialed Qian Huan's number, and pressed the recording button on the screen with his finger.
"Hello, Warden Qian, something happened to Chang Wei. This is what happened... Yes, I just finished taking the statement and left the scene. Chang Wei's body was not found at the scene. I called him and it was turned off. That's right, Chang Wei is missing, just like his nephew, he is nowhere to be found alive or dead!"
Ma Xuan hung up the phone and replayed the recording several times, especially the tone and intonation of the prison warden Qian Huan after he heard the news. He listened very carefully, over and over again.
"The change in the warden's tone is so obvious, it seems like he is acting. Could it be that I guessed wrong? But I can't be sure. Is it because the warden is too good at acting?"
As a person who is used to wearing a [mask], Ma Xuan is naturally used to looking at the [masks] on other people's faces through tinted glasses. The more realistic it looks, the more suspicious he becomes.
Ma Xuan frowned, made another call and pressed the recording button as well.
"Hey, Brother Zhou Hu, something happened to Chang Wei..."
Ma Xuan was only halfway through his words when he was interrupted by a thunderous voice on the other end of the phone:
"It must have been Qian Huan who did this. Damn it, this must be his revenge warning. Don't be afraid, I will report it to the higher-ups right away. Qian Huan broke the rules by doing this!"
Ma Xuan also listened to the recording several times over. Zhou Hu, on the other hand, insisted without even thinking that it was the warden who did it.
"The reactions of both of them are very realistic, and they don't seem to be acting, so who should I believe? Or should I not believe either of them?"
Ma Xuan put out his cigarette and turned off his phone. The car was plunged into darkness. He rubbed his stiff cheeks and stared out the window in a daze. It was also pitch black, with hardly any light in sight...
(End of this chapter)
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