Chapter 336: Lieque is too evil
Chapter 336: Lieque is too evil
The trembling pen tip jumped onto the paper, leaving lines of light blue handwriting.
Xia Yubing used concise strokes to briefly summarize her experience after waking up: the figure that appeared in the wine cabinet, the wine cabinet glass that was broken by the gun and then restored to its original state, the maid who did not hear the gunshot, and... the bullet that was actually consumed.
She wrote down everything on paper, opened her notebook and sat in front of it, waiting quietly for more than ten minutes, but she didn't get any reply from Ning Zhe.
"He didn't see my message... Is it because he doesn't have time to read the notebook?" Xia Yubing was a little worried.
These two notebooks can synchronize each other's status regardless of the chaos of time and the barriers of space. Even under the cover of strange rules, they can transmit information in real time without interference and without any delay. The only drawback is that when new handwriting appears on the notebook, it will not vibrate or make sounds like a smartphone to remind the owner that there is a new message~, and there is no annoying read function. When the other party sees the message and when to reply, it all depends on fate.
Xia Yubing felt that she and Ning Zhe were destined to be together. The reason she didn't reply to the message now was probably because she didn't have time to look at her notebook. She would probably reply after a while.
Closing her notebook, she decided to go eat something first, as she felt particularly hungry lately.
Click——
Along with the dull sound of closing the notebook, there was the crisp sound of hard heels hitting the floor, followed by the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other. Xia Yubing's body suddenly became tense, and she subconsciously turned her head to look in the direction of the sound, only to see that a second person suddenly appeared in the room where she was supposed to be alone.
"Are you... Lan Shiwen?" Xia Yubing frowned, his eyes falling on the floor behind him.
Lan Shiwen was wearing a pure black Mao suit with every button buttoned meticulously. Xia Yubing's attention was drawn to the thing at his feet. It was a male corpse that had already gone cold. Lan Shiwen grabbed the back of the collar with one hand and dragged him along, leaving bloodstains on the cedar floor.
"Hello, Ms. Xia, nice to meet you again." Lan Shiwen dragged the corpse to the sofa and put it down casually. While wiping his hands, he gave Xia Yubing a gentle smile.
"Hello..." Xia Yubing's mouth twitched, and she glanced at the door calmly. It was still closed, and she didn't hear any sound of the door opening or closing.
No one opened the door, but Lan Shiwen just came in, silently, like a ghost, like a magic trick.
Unable to figure out the secret, Xia Yubing simply gave up thinking about it. Maybe this guy, like Ning Zhe, turned into a bee or an ant and slipped in from a crack? Anyway, the ascenders always have all kinds of strange methods...
As Xia Yubing was muttering to herself, her eyes swept across the corpse beside the sofa and she was suddenly stunned.
"This is……?"
"Fusolus Milicato, you should know him." Lan Shiwen wiped the blood off his hands with a tissue and said indifferently, "This guy just committed suicide by swallowing a gun not long ago."
"Suicide?" Xia Yubing was a little confused. As far as she knew, this guy named Fusolus was worth a lot of money and had a good relationship with the Marquis Van Dyke. The residence she and Ning Zhe had in Vivian Harbor was provided by him.
Such a noble young man, instead of enjoying his good life, actually committed suicide?
She smelled something fishy.
"This Fusolus was originally trapped in the haunted opera house with Ning Zhe and me, right? Where did you find him?" Xia Yubing asked again.
"In a hotel outside the opera house, just across the street." Lan Shiwen said, pulling out a dagger from a leather sheath from his arms, and then said: "He committed suicide after seeing Ning Zhe leave the opera house, without any hesitation."
Xia Yubing blinked and understood why Lan Shiwen appeared here with the body of Fusolus.
"Do you suspect that the ghosts that appeared in the opera house were not coincidental?" she asked in a low voice.
"Of course not." Lan Shiwen's face was calm. He grasped the wooden handle and pulled the dagger out of the leather sheath.
Xia Yubing could see clearly that what was inserted into the leather sheath was not a dagger, but a broken knife. The blade was cold and white, and the broken blade was less than 1/3 of the original length. There were several long cracks on it that looked like tree roots, as if it would continue to break into pieces in the next second. A few remaining inscriptions were vaguely visible at the root of the knife: [Lie Que]
"The ink line that closed the opera house was drawn by Fusolus. It was normal for him to know the exit and leave there, but it was abnormal for him to commit suicide as soon as he saw Ningzhe leaving the opera house."
Lan Shiwen held the broken knife with the word "Lieque" engraved on it, squatted down in front of Fusolus's body, supported Fusolus's shoulders with one hand, and placed the cracked blade on the center of his forehead with the other hand.
"You should be able to contact Ning Zhe." Lan Shiwen said, "Tell him the truth about what you see next."
As he spoke, Lan Shiwen pressed down on the handle of the knife, and the seemingly fragile blade cut into Fusolus' skull smoothly, like a hot knife melting butter.
His technique was very deft, and before Xia Yubing could open his mouth to speak, the blade circled around Fusolus's head like a butterfly, cutting out a beautiful circle and separating his skull from top to bottom, just like opening a tightly closed pot lid.
Plop - the upper part of Fusolus' skull rolled to the floor, spun around a few times and finally stopped beside the sofa leg. Xia Yubing stood there with a chill all over his body, staring at the blood flowing along the cracks on the blade and the fat white worm curled up in the "pot".
"vomit……"
A strong feeling of vomiting rose from the stomach to the throat, but Xia Yubing did not eat lunch, so he only vomited a small pool of water mixed with gastric juice. Lan Shiwen supported the corpse that he had cut open, silent.
After vomiting for a long time without coming out anything, Xia Yubing picked up the cup with a pale face, poured himself a glass of water and rinsed his mouth. He suppressed the nausea in his stomach and carefully looked at the corpse leaning against the sofa.
The body of Fusolus with his skull uncovered was now like a propped-up pot, filled to the brim with things. However, what filled his skull was not his brain, but a fat, white worm curled up in his cranial cavity.
"We call this thing 'Taisui'."
Lan Shiwen said calmly: "Fenwu has a strange ability to control other people's minds. This ability is very hidden. The words, deeds, emotions and memories of the people controlled by him are not even slightly different from the original. There is no trace of any clues. The only clue is that the brain of the person controlled by him will be eaten and replaced by such a worm."
"Fenwu?" Xia Yubing was stunned for a moment.
"So Ning Zhe didn't tell you." Lan Shiwen was a little surprised by her reaction: "Then I can't explain it to you any more. If you want to know, ask him yourself."
Lan Shiwen used the broken knife to pick up the Taishou worm curled up in Fusolus's head. It was limp and lifeless, and was already dead.
"Anyway, tell Ning Zhe everything you just saw, and he'll know what to do. I have other things to deal with, so I won't bother you any more."
After saying this, Lan Shiwen wiped the blood and brain matter off the knife and put it back into the leather sheath. He left Fusolus' body there and turned to walk towards the door.
"Wait." Xia Yubing suddenly said.
"Any other questions?" Lan Shiwen turned around and looked at her.
Xia Yubing hesitated for a few seconds, and in the end did not ask Lan Shiwen why he wanted to help them, but instead asked: "...How did you know that Fusolus was controlled by Fenwu using 'Taisui'?"
"Hasn't your man taught you?" Lan Shiwen frowned and said, "Don't try to find out the rules and methods of an ascender. That is a great offense to the other party... But since you don't seem to know anything, I forgive you."
After he finished speaking, Lan Shiwen opened the door and left the room filled with the smell of blood.
(End of this chapter)