Free Web NovelNight fell at Sanxia Mental Hospital, in Duty Room No. 3.
Duty Rooms No. 1 and 2 at Sanxia Mental Hospital were for the Psychic and Special Operations Team members stationed there.
And Duty Room No. 3 was specifically prepared for Night Watch operatives of Shancheng, usually kept vacant, only used when special “patients” were admitted.
At this moment, inside Duty Room No. 3.
Under the pale light, Lin Kele sat at the desk, idly fiddling with her phone.
Lin Kele arrived at Sanxia Mental Hospital this evening, responsible for Tan Qiuming’s second interrogation.
Although Jiang Li and Zhong Huai had already interrogated Tan Qiuming once during the day and found nothing unusual,
that didn't mean the matter was over.
In fact, many urban legend and Psychic possessed the ability to seal, erase, or alter memories. freewēbnoveℓ.com
A few years ago, a Psychic appeared in a mental hospital in Northern Shaanxi, who used Spirit Mark Power to perfectly hide his 2
crimes, deceiving the Night Watch operatives stationed at that mental hospital, and finally triggered a riot from within the mental hospital, leading to a large number of urban legend escaping.
Therefore, merely having Jiang Li, who could “discern truth from falsehood,” interrogate him once was not enough; it also required Lin Kele, a prodigy with extraordinary talent, to re-examine him to ensure peace of mind.
After all, even the truth can be misleading.
The second interrogation was scheduled for 10 PM, still more than two hours away, and until then, Lin Kele could only pass the time playing Gomoku on her phone.
Due to the existence of certain special network urban legend, since the beginning of the year, important places like Sanxia Mental Hospital were completely shielded from the internet. Gomoku was the only form of entertainment she could find.
After winning five consecutive games, she slumped her phone down, collapsing onto the chair like a puddle of mud, letting out a long sigh.
“Ugh—! So boring. I should have downloaded some movies or comics before coming.”
Although board games are a good way to pass the time for most people, for a Psychic with god-like intuition, almost all board games in this world are tasteless.
To win a game, she usually only needed to follow the guidance of her intuition.
Even in card games with a higher element of luck, her winning rate could exceed seventy percent by relying on her intuition. This was one of the reasons Jiang Li initially wanted her to join and dominate Dream Come True Entertainment City.
Unfortunately, she had no talent for gambling at all and couldn't learn to play cards, so Jiang Li eventually gave up.
With a seventy percent winning rate from intuition, playing card games, if she were to encounter the professional gamblers in Dream Come True Entertainment City, not only would her winning rate drop, but it would also be very unstable, likely resulting in situations where she wins slightly in seven out of ten games but loses big in three.
“Oh, Li Jie, she...” Thinking of Jiang Li, Lin Kele sighed softly, her brows furrowed, and she lay on the table, her eyes flickering with thought.
For those who had fallen into the hands of illegal Spiritual Energy organizations, that experience was like a deep, bone-piercing wound. Some, like Jiang Li, recovered with only a faint scar remaining, while others, in addition to the scar, would still feel a dull ache when it was “cloudy and rainy.”
And Lin Kele was the type who would feel a dull ache.
Although a Little Girl under ten years old was captured and held in a real “haunted house” for several years, and still maintained her sanity when rescued, which was quite strong-willed, that experience still left her with a considerable psychological shadow.
And this psychological shadow made her feel very conflicted after discovering that Jiang Li was involved with a high-level urban legend.
It was like discovering her own Sister was ambiguously involved with a heinous criminal, both worrying that her Sister would go down a criminal path and worrying that her Sister would be arrested if the truth was told to the police.
What made her even more indecisive was that her intuition was useless this time; no matter how many times she activated her Spirit Mark, there was no response.
The answer given by the Spirit Mark seemed to be correct no matter what she did. This situation had only occurred once in Lin Kele's limited life, when she faced the choice of whether to become a Night Watch operative.
Becoming a Night Watch operative was correct because she could protect more people, unlike herself, from harm by illegal Spiritual Energy organizations or urban legend.
After undergoing Night Watch's scrutiny, living incognito and returning to a normal life was also not wrong.
“What are you thinking about?”
A pleasant voice broke Lin Kele's contemplation.
She seemed startled, her body trembling slightly. She turned around and saw Jiang Li, who had sat down beside her at some point, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.
“Wan Jie,”
“When did you come over?”
“Just now, Senior Zhong and I came together. He asked me to assist you with Tan Qiuming’s second interrogation,” Jiang Li said with a shallow smile.
“Oh, oh.” Lin Kele responded twice, noticing Jiang Li was scrutinizing her. She bit her lip lightly, instinctively turning her face away and falling into a brief silence.
Jiang Hao's gaze when examining someone made her feel very flustered.
It was a gaze that, at first glance, seemed gentle and calm, yet it felt as if it could inadvertently see the deepest, most sordid secrets of a person's heart.
“Uh, there’s still some time before the interrogation, Wan Jie, you can sit here for a bit. I’m going to the restroom first.”
Seeing the unfavorable situation, Lin Kele got up to slip away.
However, as soon as she stood up and before she could reach the door, she heard Jiang Li's faint voice from behind, “Lin Kele, you have something on your mind.”
“I’m not, I don’t, don’t talk nonsense!”
After reflexively throwing out the “triple denial,” the expression on Lin Kele’s face immediately twisted as if it had been kneaded by a large hand.
“If not, why have you been avoiding me ever since you woke up?” Jiang Li asked.
Lin Kele, “...”
“Your thoughts are too easy to read,” Jiang Li said, shaking her head. “It was like this during Night Watch training, and it’s still like this now.”
At this point, she paused, tidied the strands of hair near her temples, sat up straight, and said, “I guess you’re avoiding me because of the urban legend who was with me last night, right?”
Hearing this, Lin Kele’s body stiffened. She had no idea Jiang Li would bring this up herself, nor could she guess what would happen next.
Murder to silence, or a voluntary confession?
“She is the Disaster, yes, the King of Weird Tales of Hua City.” Before Lin Kele could fully process it, Jiang Li continued, “I know her reputation isn’t very good, but I already knew her before she became the King of Weird Tales, and I might bear the primary responsibility for her becoming a urban legend.”
“Lin Kele, I know very well what kind of temperament she has; her nature isn’t bad. You saw it, last night she even assisted us in investigating Hanye Studio!”
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Listening to Jiang Li's words, Lin Kele turned around, her expression stiff as she smiled and asked, “Li Jie, you, why are you telling me all this?”
“Because, to me, you are a very important person!” Jiang Li stood up, walked to Lin Kele, placed her hands on her shoulders, and smiled, “You, A Hua, and her, are all very important people to me. I don’t want you to have any misunderstandings about me.”
This was Jiang Li’s heartfelt truth. Since Lin Kele helped her conceal Lu Yibei’s presence at Hanye Studio last night, she didn’t want Lin Kele to have any more misunderstandings.
She wasn't the type to hide things from those close to her.
Of course, she still wouldn't let a third person know that Lu Yibei was the Disaster.
“Her?” Lin Kele tilted her head. “Do you mean the Disaster?”
After listening to Jiang Li's explanation, the resentment in her heart seemed to melt away like ice and snow under the scorching sun.
Jiang Li didn't speak, only confirmed Lin Kele's guess with a smile.
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My God, she, Jiang Li!
Am I hallucinating?
She’s actually smiling like she’s in love?
After a few seconds of silence, Lin Kele let out a long sigh, “Ugh! I can’t stand you, becoming friends with a urban legend? Are you still the Jiang Li I know, who hates evil as much as she does?”
Hearing Lin Kele say this, Jiang Li understood that she would no longer dwell on Lu Yibei's matter. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again, “She’s different.”
“Different?” Lin Kele rolled her eyes. “What’s different? If it weren’t for the fact that she’s a female urban legend, I would have thought you had feelings for her.”
“Is it that obvious?” Jiang Li frowned.
“Obvious, too obvious!” Lin Kele said earnestly. “I’ve never seen you smile like that before.”
Jiang Li pursed her lips, avoiding Lin Kele’s gaze, and changed the subject, “Thank you for yesterday, thank you for helping us keep it a secret.”
“Hey, who are we to each other!” Lin Kele waved her hand. “Your business isn’t my business?”
“Actually, I wanted to ask you for a small favor today...”
“Just say it,” Lin Kele blurted out.
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Li seized the opportunity and said, “When we interrogate Tan Qiuming later, can you give me two minutes to ask him some personal questions?”
Jiang Li knew this behavior bordered on violating regulations, but she was somewhat unwilling that she hadn't been able to get information about her mother's whereabouts from Tan Qiuming during the day.
Lin Kele looked at Jiang Li, her expression turning resentful. “Li Jie, I feel like everything you just said was a setup!”
“You and that urban legend have both gone bad, really!”
“He might know my mother’s whereabouts,” Jiang Li explained.
Lin Kele was stunned, her eyes gradually widening. “Auntie isn’t already...”
“Okay, I understand. I’ll find a way to distract them later, but you need to finish asking quickly.”
“Mm, thank you,” Jiang Li said softly—
Night deepened over Shancheng, Qutang Gorge.
This is the western entrance of the Three Gorges, where the gorge is as narrow as a corridor, the cliffs on both banks are as steep as city walls, and the turbulent currents downstream are exactly as the poem describes: “Even the flight of the Yellow Crane cannot pass, and gibbons, wanting to cross, worry about climbing.”
The mountains towering on both sides of Qutang Gorge are Baiyan Mountain to the south and Chijia Mountain to the north. From a distance, they resemble a massive and broken stone gate standing on the river, which gives Qutang Gorge another name—Kui Gate.
Kui, a mythical creature, like a dragon with one leg.
《Shan Hai Jing: The Great Wilderness East》records: “In the East Sea, there is Mount Liubo, seven thousand li into the sea. On it is a beast, shaped like an ox, with a blue body and no horns, one leg. When it appears or disappears, there must be wind and rain; its light is like the sun and moon, its sound like thunder, its name is Kui.”
There is a rumor that Qutang Gorge is also called Kui Gate because a Kui once fell here in ancient times, its flesh and blood transforming into Chijia Mountain, and its bones becoming Baiyan Mountain.
Sanxia Mental Hospital is built on the north side of Kui, deep within Chijia Mountain.
“I think this legend has some credibility. The flesh and blood of urban legend contain a lot of iron, and their bones contain a lot of calcium. It’s reasonable for them to turn into minerals after death,” Lu Yibei said seriously, patting the shoulder of the Miss beside her. “What do you think?”
“I...” The Miss opened her mouth, her face bitter as she pleaded, “Please let me go? I’m just a small fry.”
Starting from the city, she traveled by car all the way to Kui Gate, and after boarding the boat, another member of her small team, due to her Spirit Mark Power, was afraid of water and suffered from severe seasickness, already unconscious. The two big shots who held her captive then began to converse in increasingly terrifying ways.
Aside from anything else, simply calling the name of X Heavenly God without concealment during their conversation was something most Psychic and urban legend could not do.
There were only two possibilities for them to dare to do so: first, they were the closest dependents of X Heavenly God; second, they were completely unafraid of X Heavenly God.
In the hands of such terrifying beings, the Miss felt her life was like a flickering lamp in the wind.
“Hey—! That’s not right of you,” Lu Yibei interrupted the Miss expressionlessly. “I’m asking you if my guess is reasonable, how can you change the subject?”
Saying that, she subtly nudged Ju Meng beside her with her elbow.
Ju Meng gave Lu Yibei a glare, then, with an impatient expression, played along, “That’s right, if you keep doing that, we’ll get angry!”
Miss, “...”
They say those who become big shots are often a bit twisted psychologically. Now it seems that saying is absolutely true.
What sin did I commit?
How did I encounter such a thing?
The Miss thought, suppressing the urge to cry, and weakly said, “Reasonable.”
After speaking, she was silent for less than two seconds before pleading again.
“I, I’ve answered the question. Can you, uh, can you let me go? I’m willing to do anything if you let me go!”
“Don’t be like that, we didn’t mean to force you to do anything,” Lu Yibei frowned. “We’re not that kind of people. We just wanted to chat with you.”
“I...” The Miss opened her mouth, then gritted her teeth and said, “I’m willing! Tell me what you want me to do!”
“You said it!” Lu Yibei’s eyes lit up. “Then why don’t you join the Lan Yi Party?”
See? She joined voluntarily, I didn’t force her.
Member count +1!
Miss, “...”
