Translated by Crooked
Edited by Dust Bunny
Gu Xizhou dazedly heard someone speak into his ear, but he was too tired. He’d been having nightmares recently, and his state of mind was awful. Plus, this case was connected to his death from before. He couldn’t say why, maybe because these people were arrested, but Gu Xizhou felt relieved.
After Gu Xizhou got a night of sleep, Gu Qing and Zhou Xinyue called him. “Son, have you really decided?”
Gu Xizhou ‘en’ed. “I have.”
On the other end of the phone, Gu Qing let out a breath and said, “Okay, you’ve decided. Then it’ll be like this.”
Gu Qing hung up the phone. Zhou Xinyue, who already knew the details of the case, spoke with righteous indignation: “I’ve never seen this kind of case before. These people’s hearts were really too sinister. My son couldn’t help but beat them up. If it were me, I also wouldn’t be able to stand it!”
Gu Qing had an ashen complexion. The more he understood the details of the case his son was investigating, the more he shuddered. He was covered in goosebumps. Blood, terror, violence, deceit, abduction, even murder wasn’t too far for them.
On the third day of Liao Chunhua’s arrest, he saw his lawyer again.
The lawyer’s face was pale, and he trembled as he looked at the client in front of him. Taking a moment to compose himself, he said, “Liao Xiansheng, as far as I know, Ren Pengzheng and the guards from the den have confessed everything. As things stand now, even if you don’t say anything, you can be sentenced. I’ll speak plainly: you can’t avoid the death sentence.
“Even if you give up the others now, the sentence can’t be reduced. I can only say if you don’t confess, they’ll definitely prosecute your children for obstruction of justice. The door at your home has a monitoring device that captured the assault as evidence, and they’ve already written the report. I really can’t help you with your case, I’m sorry.”
After he finished speaking, the bald, middle-aged lawyer left the room. Then, a police officer came in to take him out. They were just about to leave when Liao Chunhua suddenly slammed the doorway: “I-I’ll confess! Just promise you won’t prosecute my son and daughter!”
Ma Qi cast a sidelong glance at Liao Chunhua. Because Gu Xizhou was suspended, plus this case had major influence, he, the deputy chief, took over temporary supervision. “Sure, it depends on your performance.”
Gu Xizhou heard about Liao Chunhua’s confession from Ma Qi very quickly.
Ma Qi brought along some people and arranged a plan to capture everyone Liao Chunhua had told them about, but… there was an unexpected complication.
“Does Li Shuang live here?”
“Li Shuang? Yes! Did you come to ask about his debt? It’s a pity you came too late. The day before yesterday, he fell down a ladder and landed on his head. He’s dead!”
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Finally, they found the final corpse, a surgeon performing the illegal operations. He gulped, and there were shivers down his back. He quickly sat in his car and heard some of his colleagues gossiping. No one else thought there was anything wrong, just like after finding Ye Shu’s file. No one thought anything was strange or that this was inconceivable. They only treated it as a coincidence!
Ma Qi’s hands were a little shaky as he took out his phone, and his adam’s apple bobbed. He pressed a key.
Gu Xizhou was at home when his phone rang, and he saw Ma Qi’s name on the caller ID. He was surprised. Ma Qi should be carrying out the capture operation today, so why was he calling him?
“Hello? Ma Ge, did it go smoothly?”
Ma Qi gulped and said, “I don’t know if this can be considered smoothly…”
Gu Xizhou thought Ma Qi’s tone sounded a little off and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Dead… They’re all dead.” Ma Qi squeezed his left hand into a fist. If this were a mission world, he probably wouldn’t be this scared, but this kind of thing happening in reality was unheard of. “Xiao Gu, be honest… Did you do something?”
“Me?” Gu Xizhou was confused by Ma Qi’s question. “I didn’t do anything.”
Ma Qi: “Liao Chunhua confessed, and I immediately took people to the area he mentioned to find the people based on their residential records in a rented apartment. They were all dead… carbon monoxide poisoning. Seven people all died.
“According to the interrogation and the rental records, we followed the clues. We looked for anyone with a connection to Liao Chunhua, and without exception they all died in strange ways!”
“It’s not normal! But all my colleagues don’t see anything wrong with it! They all think it’s very ordinary!”
Ma Qi was almost hysterical by the end of it, howling into the phone. He sounded like he was on the verge of tears. “It’s like there’s something controlling our life and death. It wants us to die, so we have to die.”
Gu Xizhou listened to Ma Qi, took his phone, and slowly hung up.
That day, when he was falling asleep… Si Yu seemed to have spoken to him.
Controlling life and death or fate was something only God could do. If there was someone who could do it, or a prop that could do it, what would God do?
The answer slowly became clear——kill him.
And maybe that prop was the die.
Si Yu gave him the die, and isn’t so-called luck really about controlling fate?!
Gu Xizhou reached into his pocket. It was still there. He’d actually used this thing to do something similar. That day, when he was looking for Fang Zhi, he rolled the die and said he didn’t want Fang Zhi to die. Then, those two bastards died…
When he arrived, Fang Zhi was still breathing. Of course, it couldn’t be ruled out that it was because of the countdown, but it was really accurate!
After he fell asleep that day, was it possible that Si Yu used the die?
This die is definitely not from that gambling game world!
Coincidentally, Si Yu stepped out of the bathroom then, rubbing his wet hair with a towel. “Xizhou, who’s on the phone?” he asked.
Gu Xizhou held his phone and didn’t answer the question. Instead, he asked, “Si Yu, do you have anything you want to tell me?”
Si Yu had a blank expression. “What?”
“What was your cause of death?” Gu Xizhou suddenly asked.
Si Yu left the bathroom barefoot and spoke with a flabbergasted expression: “What are you trying to ask? I really don’t know. Not everyone can know their own cause of death.”
“Is that so…” Gu Xizhou thought quietly for a moment without mentioning what Ma Qi had just said. He looked closely at Si Yu; if God wanted to kill Si Yu, what should he do? God could control him!
Gu Xizhou clenched his fists and took a deep breath.
Si Yu took a step forward and rubbed Gu Xizhou’s hair. “Actually, not knowing my cause of death is very good because I won’t be scared of it. Go take a shower.”
“Okay…”
Gu Xizhou took his phone with him to the bathroom and closed the door. Then he took it out and sent a text to Ma Qi: Ma Ge… help me look up Si Yu’s records, his parents, and his previous experiences…
Ma Qi, who’s spirit still hadn’t recovered, got Gu Xizhou’s text and was surprised. His hand froze.
Si… Yu?
Inside the bathroom, Gu Xizhou rubbed his cheeks. His memories of demonic cultivation were hazy. He could only see countless dismembered bodies, hear screams of terror, and feel that the gray environment surrounding him was so oppressive he could hardly breathe. What was real? What was fake?
Gu Xizhou stood in the shower and let the water fall on his body.
The next day, Gu Xizhou lied to Si Yu and went to the station to find Ma Qi. The file he’d dug up was very thin, and there didn’t seem to be much inside.
Ma Qi was pale. Gu Xizhou had a feeling that the things inside the file weren’t what he wanted to see. He opened up the pouch and took out the sheets inside.
“Si Yu was 10 years old in 2009 when he was adopted by his family. When he was 11, his entire family died in a car accident. Only Si Yu survived, which wasn’t surprising. The only doubtful point is that Si Yu has no information in the system from before he arrived in the orphanage. The orphanage said he was from another orphanage, but when I asked they didn’t know which one!”
Gu Xizhou: “……”
No information from before 10 years old… This couldn’t explain anything…
Gu Xizhou returned the file and slowly returned home. Right now, Si Yu was sitting on one side of the dining table with a laptop in front of him, holding a video conference. After seeing him, Si Yu said a few words to the person on the other end of the video and ended the meeting.
“Si Yu.” Gu Xizhou stood by the window, the sunshine cutting across his cheek. “No matter what it wants to do, I won’t let you die. So, is there anything you want to tell me about?”
Si Yu, still sitting down, said, “I know.”
Gu Xizhou: “You don’t want to tell me? I…”
Si Yu wore a smile that wasn’t quite a smile on his face. “No, it’s because——I believe what you said.”
Gu Xizhou sighed deeply. Si Yu was definitely hiding something from him, he was sure of it.
If Si Yu was the one God wanted him to kill, and Fu Yiran tried to block him in the snowman world, then Fu Yiran definitely knew something.
He had to find Fu Yiran, but how? Ma Qi couldn’t find Fu Yiran’s information; he could only find Li Yan’s and Ye Shu’s.
Gu Xizhou thought about it and put both hands in his pockets. Then, he realized he was feeling the square case. Hold on, if he used this die, he could definitely do it!
The author has something to say: I predict it should be finished before the 28th!
Actually, I don’t think it’s necessary to wait until the 28th. The memories of the sea of corpses and blood from Xizhou aren’t fake. There are reasons that will be discussed later.
Is Si Yu a high ranking immortal in another world…?
The mystery in this story is sooooo good. One of the few times I totally can’t guess but at the same time it’s not like we don’t have clues. Like in some novels, authors just abruptly write smth “he was actually doing this behind the scenes just that no one knew” but there would be no clue before that that he was sus.
Anyways done with my rambling. And I caught up. Yey!!! Or not so yey bcz now I’ll need to wait..