The aroma was captivating, and the owner even gifted them two cans of beer.
Feng Yiru had already put on plastic gloves and picked up a lobster to peel.
Her posture was elegant, but her movements were skillful, indicating she was no stranger to eating lobster.
Bai Yanliang couldn’t stop thinking about what Feng Yiru had just said, and he had lost his appetite.
If... it really was as Feng Yiru said, or as he had speculated.
Then... how would one explain the ghosts in Fog Gathering?
Are they supposed to be the so-called rotten humanity...
Bai Yanliang felt that maybe he wasn’t wrong, and Feng Yiru wasn’t wrong either, just not complete.
It was evident that those capable of breeding distorted shadows were all people who had committed crimes, whose emotions surged to an extreme at some moment. Perhaps, this was the condition for the formation of "ghosts"?
Feng Yiru suddenly asked.
Bai Yanliang finally came back to reality, looked at Feng Yiru, and saw she was looking at him too.
There was oil on the corner of her mouth, which damaged her elegance and calmness but added a bit of liveliness.
"She hasn’t harmed me, nor can I see any such intentions for now. I won’t hurt her," Bai Yanliang said without concealment.
He wasn’t someone sentimental or someone who "would rather betray the world than let the world betray me."
In simple terms, due to the lack of emotion, Bai Yanliang’s choices and judgments always leaned towards neutrality. After all, he had never experienced the two extremes of joy and sadness.
If he were to act as a judge, he would probably be a fair one.
Feng Yiru seemed to have expected Bai Yanliang to answer this way.
She suddenly leaned closer to Bai Yanliang and said softly, "Then... what if I told you she is the ghost I spawned?"
Bai Yanliang stared directly at Feng Yiru, seeing her eerie gaze.
Being stared at with such an expression was terrifying, even though she was very beautiful.
Fortunately, Bai Yanliang wasn’t equipped with the function of being scared. He held Feng Yiru’s gaze, waiting for further explanation.
However, Feng Yiru suddenly sat back.
"The taste is quite good, I enjoyed eating today." Feng Yiru wiped her mouth, regaining her elegance and composure.
"Tomorrow, she will tell you the news about your brother. I hope you think carefully about how the young ’me’ got this information. Is there something special about you that she’s always been concerned about? That’s all I’ll say."
Feng Yiru’s voice was calm, unaffected by Bai Yanliang’s refusal.
However, Bai Yanliang, who had been watching her, suddenly saw panic on her face.
This was the first time Bai Yanliang saw such an expression from her under Feng Yiru’s persona.
Feng Yiru’s exclamation made Bai Yanliang alert, and at the same time, he heard the sound of tires crushing leaves behind him.
Bai Yanliang and Feng Yiru both made the most correct decision, diving to the side...
The two fell to the ground in a disheveled manner. Just as they dodged, a loud bang was heard.
A medium-sized truck rolled over the spot where they had been sitting, leaving a mess.
Bai Yanliang got up swiftly, rushed over, and yanked open the truck cab’s door, only to find it empty.
Bai Yanliang didn’t intend to let this pass. He looked towards the direction the truck slipped from, which was a slightly curved small slope. It could be explained if the handbrake wasn’t properly set.
But Bai Yanliang didn’t believe in accidents.
He helped Feng Yiru up from the ground. Her face still showed shock, indicating this was her first encounter with such an event in the real world.
"Someone wants to kill me," Feng Yiru murmured softly.
No, that person’s target might be me...
Bai Yanliang squinted slightly. The crowd quickly gathered, discussing the accident scene.
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He observed the surrounding environment and found a surveillance camera at an oblique angle uphill. The angle of that camera... should have recorded something.
After inquiring from the nearby shops, they finally found the camera’s owner.
Bai Yanliang showed his police special consultant ID, and its usefulness surprised him. The shop owner promptly agreed to retrieve the surveillance.
Feng Yiru put on her large sunglasses again, standing by Bai Yanliang’s side.
"Officer, look, it’s this part."
The middle-aged shop owner didn’t seem to care whether Bai Yanliang was a special consultant or a police officer. To him, as long as there was a police badge, it meant he was from the police, and if he was from the police, then he was a cop.
"The truck just slid; no one moved it. The owner is going to be unlucky this time, not even setting the handbrake right on such a big truck."
Bai Yanliang didn’t explain for now. He just played the video, looking at the segment the shop owner mentioned, as recorded by the camera.
However... at first glance, Bai Yanliang and Feng Yiru saw... something completely different from the shop owner’s perspective.
Though somewhat blurry, there was clearly a white skeleton in the truck’s driver’s seat!
It was driving the truck, sliding down the slope, and crashing towards Bai Yanliang and Feng Yiru!
Feng Yiru felt a chill all over. Why was this eerie thing targeting them?
Bai Yanliang was thinking of something else. He quickly thanked the shop owner and rushed out.
Although Feng Yiru didn’t know what Bai Yanliang discovered, she quickly followed him.
Bai Yanliang stood on the slope, looking down, and suddenly! He felt the sensation of being watched.
Feng Yiru had just arrived by his side. Seeing Bai Yanliang looking around nervously, she asked puzzledly, "What’s wrong?"
Bai Yanliang didn’t answer. The sensation of being watched persisted!
The street, the shops, the bottom of the slope, the nearby building windows, the rooftop, passing cars...
Bai Yanliang’s gaze scanned one corner after another, quickly searching for the source of the eerie watch.
Until... he saw a back figure.
Just below the slope, at the big stall, a man wearing a hat was turning to leave.
Bai Yanliang fixed his eyes on that person. The distance was about fifty meters; he could catch up!
However, as Bai Yanliang prepared to chase him, the man with the hat suddenly raised his right hand, waving it side to side with his back to him.
He knew, he knew I had found him!
With just a moment’s delay, the man with the hat disappeared into the night.
Bai Yanliang still watched the direction where he disappeared, feeling his heart beating fast.
Not from the adrenaline rush of rushing out, but... from being watched.
Bai Yanliang was now certain that the truck was intended for him.
Who exactly was that man?