Chapter 5 Crisis
"Be careful of the remaining beasts tonight?"
This sentence made Lin Yun a little uneasy during his work for the whole afternoon.
The reason was simple, because this sentence revealed too much information, making it impossible for him to regard it as a simple harassing call or a prank.
His daughter was a magical girl, and this fact should not be known to anyone except himself and Hong Siyu; as for the fact that he himself was once a magical girl, it was probably only known to a few people. Moreover, he could confirm that the only people who knew this information were his companions, or former companions.
So, could this call be from Hong Siyu?
It was possible, but what reason did she have to play tricks and make such an anonymous call? As an official, Hong Siyu had promised him that she would take good care of her daughter. This topic could be discussed openly.
Adhering to the attitude of "better to believe it than not to believe it", he sent a message to Hong Siyu: [You called me? ]
【？】This is the other party’s reply.
It doesn't seem to be her.
Several candidates flashed through his mind, but were rejected one by one. Lin Yun still had no clue.
So, is it just a prank call that was a success by accident? This possibility is actually not small, and it can even be said to be very high. After all, many scam calls these days use this routine. Even if the words are nonsense, as long as enough people try, there will always be a few who believe it for various reasons.
Lin Yun wanted to convince himself with this, but he just couldn't calm down.
In this way, time came to the evening. His worried look was seen by his subordinates who had worked with him for many years, and they even asked him if he had encountered any troubles. Lin Yun shook his head and did not share this topic that sounded like hysteria with him.
After taking the tram and returning home after dark, Lin Yun looked at the shoe cabinet in the entrance with concern. He was certain that his daughter's shoes were already there. He walked past the living room and saw the washed dishes in the kitchen sink. He walked to his daughter's room and saw the light coming through the crack in the door. All signs indicated that Lin Xiaolu was still at home.
This made Lin Yun feel somewhat relieved.
Even if some dangerous beasts appear, as long as my daughter is at home, her safety is guaranteed.
Besides, when a crippled beast appeared, Hong Siyu had no reason not to inform him.
With a strange mood, Lin Yun finished his dinner, went into the study, and began to deal with the unfinished work in the company. In his spare time, he also kept a certain attention on his daughter's room to ensure that Lin Xiaolu would not sneak out without him knowing.
Until midnight, nothing unusual was found. When the clock hit 12 o'clock, Lin Yun, who had been working hard all day, felt that it was really difficult to stay awake, so he lay down on the bed after a long wait and fell asleep.
In the haze, he didn't know how much time had passed.
But at a certain moment, he seemed to hear some strange noise.
Then, in the darkness, Lin Yun woke up from his bed.
His heartbeat inexplicably quickened and his breathing became rapid. He didn't remember whether he was dreaming or not, but after waking up, it seemed that even his mood had become much worse.
I picked up my phone in the dark, the screen lit up, and the time showed 2:10.
Although he had just woken up, after figuring out the situation, Lin Yun felt a very strong premonition in his heart.
This premonition was so strong that it seemed so familiar to him that he instantly remembered when the last similar experience happened.
——The day his wife died.
“…Isn’t that possible?”
The words left his mouth with an uncertainty that even he could hear.
Lin Yun got off the bed, hurriedly opened the bedroom door, and looked in the direction of his daughter's room. No longer caring about any taboos or hesitations, he rushed to her door and knocked.
Nothing happened.
Lin Yun was not discouraged. He just knocked on the door repeatedly, louder and louder. The empty knocking sounds echoed in the dark corridor, but still no response was received.
"Impossible?" he repeated.
After taking a look at the door and the blurry note in the dark, Lin Yun gritted his teeth and started turning the doorknob.
Crunch.
The door is locked.
He didn't know whether his daughter usually locked the door. After all, he had never tried to open it. But now, this situation forced him to have some negative associations.
Did she sneak out alone?
Picking up the phone, he started to call Hong Siyu, but the answer he got was "no one answered".
He opened the search engine and began to input keywords such as "Fangting City" and "crippled beast", but it was still like looking for a needle in a haystack. Even last week's events had been covered by various new hot spots and there was no news at all.
It seemed that in an instant, all the coincidences collided together, and he suddenly lost all clues about the movements of the remaining beasts in Fangting City.
Naturally, he also lost all control over his daughter's movements.
He tried to calm himself down, telling himself that no one opened the door and it wasn't because his daughter ran out alone in the early morning to deal with the remains of the beast. It was just that his daughter hated him as always and didn't want to deal with the neurotic father who came to knock on the door in the middle of the night for no reason. This explanation was actually very reasonable, much more reasonable than the groundless speculation in his mind now.
However, he inexplicably believed in the premonition in his heart.
So he looked at his call log, the second page, the third from the bottom. It was the call at noon, from a completely unfamiliar number.
His finger hovered over the option for a long time, and with some hope in his heart, he pressed the number.
Can dial.
This made his breathing hitch.
Every second of the standby tone during the call seemed as long as a century. Listening to the long "beep-beep" sound, Lin Yun held the communicator tightly.
Then, the other side picked up.
"Hiss."
There was still a heavy noise.
It was as if the signal was severely interfered with. The call sound was intermittent, hitting Lin Yun's eardrums, and then, until a certain point in time, all the noise disappeared.
"On the outskirts of the city, in the wetland park."
After just a few words, the call was hung up.
The surroundings returned to silence again, as if it was still an ordinary night.
Putting down his phone, Lin Yun turned his head and looked towards the living room. He saw the faint moonlight casting a hazy white glow on the ground, bright and quiet, plain and peaceful. This seemed to be another image deep in his heart, another voice, telling him at this point, "Don't go."
Once he steps out of the house from this moment, all the things he had worked so hard to maintain with so much sacrifice will no longer exist.
But for Lin Yun, this decision is meaningless. When the safety of the child is put on the scale, the chips on the other side of the scale are no longer important.
He took a step forward and rushed out of the house at almost the fastest speed.
He opened the door of his SUV, which he hadn't driven for a long time, and pushed the car key in. Then, with a roar, he rushed onto the highway at a horsepower far exceeding the speed limit in the supermarket.
"I have to go."
He talked to himself as if he was trying to instill some concept into himself.
Now he could even feel his blood flowing, rushing to his brain and making a buzzing sound.
The speed of the car was still increasing. He stepped on the accelerator to the limit of control at a speed comparable to that of a speed racer, ran through countless traffic lights, and rushed all the way. Whether it was a violation of traffic rules or a car accident, these risks were not worth mentioning at this moment, because he knew that no matter what, he had to get to his daughter first.
He took with him the dormant heart flower. Although he had tried before and failed to transform into a magical girl, he still held on to some unrealistic hope.
Or perhaps there was an idea in his mind that told him that he could do it this time.
The random thoughts in his mind had long been in a mess, and he couldn't clearly describe his current state. The chaotic emotions, memories, and high physical tension made his thinking illogical.
The only clear thought was "I don't want anything to happen to my daughter."
(End of this chapter)
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