Free Web NovelChapter 1952: Chapter 1105: Schemes (2)
This kind of loophole is not difficult for Yang Xiao and the others to detect, but for someone like Xiao Lin Zhengyan, who is relatively new, it’s more than enough.
Deception isn’t something glorious, but if it alleviates Xiao Lin Zhengyan’s pain and helps him survive, it’s a well-intentioned lie.
On the way back, Yang Xiao and Takagi Reina confirmed their story. Yet, when they opened the door to the Detective Agency and saw Xiao Lin Zhengyan’s face, Yang Xiao’s heart still throbbed.
Those eyes desperately searched behind them, looking for the Yamamoto Chunai who would never return.
Disappointment, pain, doubt, anger, fear... It was the first time Yang Xiao saw such a multitude of emotions flash across one person’s face, each one so vividly real.
"We were set up; your code was leaked, but this has nothing to do with Chu Xi. I was on the scene the whole time; I can vouch for that." Some things are better explained by Takagi Reina than by Yang Xiao himself.
Yang Xiao didn’t waste words either and led Xiao Lin Zhengyan to the cabinet where the eavesdropping device was stored. The cabinet itself wasn’t locked, and inside he found a small box.
The box, once opened, was now empty—previously holding the eavesdropping device.
After some searching, Yang Xiao finally found the device in the gap under the sofa’s armrest.
Indeed, once the evidence was laid out before him, Xiao Lin Zhengyan’s sorrow quickly transformed into rage. Fury erupted as he ground his teeth, "Those two damned bastards, Yandeta Chiyoda and Watanabe Gou, they killed Miss Yamamoto, I won’t let them get away with it!"
"Mr. Xiaolin, I understand your desire for revenge, but remember not to lose your cool. In the future, we’ll have our chance!" Takagi Reina consoled.
"I know what to do. Yamamoto Chunai, she was always grateful to you, I never thought she... she would..." As he spoke, Xiao Lin Zhengyan’s eyes reddened, and tears began to fall uncontrollably.
Seeing that nearly everything had been said, Yang Xiao cut off the eavesdropping device’s power and slipped it into his pocket with a backhanded move.
...
"Hah—"
"Hah—"
In an abandoned office, a young girl panted, having just escaped the pursuit of a group of ghosts.
Compared to the beginning, her fear was lessened, or perhaps it had maxed out, leaving her with a sense of indifference.
She was going to die.
She knew this.
Mimura Kaori, Hirano Yuuhi, Ogawa Haruka... so many capable people, even experienced veterans, had died at this station. As a newcomer, she was no exception.
Though death was inevitable, she couldn’t die easily. She still had some important things to do, to leave clues for her friends.
For Mr. Xiaolin, for Mr. Chu Xi, for Miss Takagi—they had helped her a lot, and now she finally had a chance to repay them.
Thinking of this, a youthful face appeared in Yamamoto Chunai’s mind.
It was Chu Xi.
Whenever she thought of Chu Xi, she felt waves of guilt, clearly remembering his shock and despair upon seeing her.
She knew it wasn’t Chu Xi’s fault; it was hers. But she couldn’t help it; she didn’t mistrust Chu Xi by abandoning the signal actions—she wanted to do them but couldn’t.
Her left arm was fake, hidden beneath a thick glove and carried in a bag by the body’s original owner to disguise the wooden fake limb.
She hinted to Yang Xiao numerous times to look at her arm, but he obviously didn’t understand her intention.
Too bad—her luck was too poor. Maybe this was just her fate.
She had recently sent a message to Xiao Lin Zhengyan to clear things up, fearing that because of her, a rift would grow between him and Chu Xi’s group.
Her bad luck wasn’t anyone else’s fault; she was only grateful to Chu Xi.
Her only regret was not explaining things to Mr. Chu Xi when getting off the train; she harmed his feelings because of her mistakes, and she was very sorry.
But at the time, she was so scared, her heart filled only with fear, unable to speak.
Initially, she thought the Half Ghost clinging to her back would get off the train with her, but she was wrong; only she disembarked.
The Half Ghost didn’t seem to belong here, or perhaps... it could only remain on the train.
For her, this was definitely a good thing; otherwise, having a Ghost on her back was a despairing thought.
While outside was relatively quiet, she fished a few sheets of paper from her bosom.
These were the blueprints of the Youjian Mountain Station, instructed by Mr. Chu Xi for each of them to carry.
Preparing these was meant to prevent accidents, yet the unexpected had truly befallen her.
Having experienced overwhelming fear earlier, she was now unusually calm, able to face her fate with relative equanimity.
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In some ways, she was lucky, not the first unlucky soul thrown into this ghostly place.
Compared to previous team members who disembarked, she held significant intelligence advantages, giving her a slight chance.
She found her current location on the blueprint and had a clear destination: the passage leading to the underground level.
The mist within the station was a bluish-gray, inherently discomforting, seeming as if something monstrous would emerge any second.
The "passengers" who had disembarked the train were gone, leaving the station eerily quiet.
Yet Yamamoto Chunai didn’t let her guard down; after all, last night was similar, with Ogawa Haruka losing contact after escaping ghost passenger pursuit.
As long as one understood the patterns and restrained their fear, these ghost passengers were manageable. By staying still or hiding, they wouldn’t be seen. free𝑤ebnovel.com
Including the recent one, she successfully avoided ghost passenger pursuit twice.
She couldn’t wait any longer—no one was coming to rescue her, and she was acutely aware of that, relying solely on herself.
Gathering her courage, she left her hiding place, quietly opened the door, confirmed safety, then lightly ran into the endless bluish-gray mist.
Visibility within the mist wasn’t high, around 10 meters. Clutching the blueprint, she adjusted her course based on everything visible within range.
The station was quite large, but having roughly calculated, if she maintained her speed, she could reach the underground passage entrance in just a few minutes.
Amidst these swirling thoughts, an unexpected sound suddenly caught her attention, disrupting her rhythm.
The noise was faint yet clear, instantly triggering deep-seated fear within her memory.
She had heard it several days ago, upon first entering this world.
The sound traveled from afar, arriving outside the Detective Agency’s door, and stopped.
Water Ghost!
That Water Ghost!
It was indeed here!
Yamamoto Chunai’s eye twitched uncontrollably, purely out of instinct, as she sprinted off in her chosen direction.
She knew well how dangerous this thing was—not just due to fear but from the comprehensive information she had gathered.
Before, there was no mention, but last night, Ogawa Haruka, an astute individual, had arrived here.
But Ogawa Haruka hadn’t mentioned the Water Ghost’s presence, only that the ghost passengers bore water stains, suspected of Water Ghost killings.
This implied Ogawa Haruka most likely encountered the Water Ghost and met a gruesome fate by it.
The absence of detailed Water Ghost intel wasn’t due to a lack of intent but sheer lack of opportunity.
If even Ogawa Haruka perished at the hands of the Water Ghost, her only option was to flee.
