Corpse Recovery Diver
Chapter 474 - 86

Chapter 474: Chapter 86

Last night, he wrapped his whole body, concealing it entirely, leaving only his eyes visible.

But Li Zhiyuan, he could still remember his eyes.

Just now, Li Zhiyuan saw him.

He was leaning next to Tan Wenbin, the two of them sharing a faucet, lathering soap on themselves, and even called out "Big Brother."

After confirming eye contact,

Li Zhiyuan didn’t bother to check his calf to see if there were gunshot scratches, nor did he care if he had concealed them.

Once he was certain, the boy didn’t bother seeking additional evidence. Doing so was not only unnecessary but could also easily arouse the other’s suspicion.

Because the other person had seen him before.

Yet the other person might not realize now that he had also recognized him.

So the other person continued acting, likely feeling smug while calling out "Big Brother" so earnestly.

Li Zhiyuan hoped he could keep it up.

The more he wanted to act, the more it meant he didn’t want to tear off the mask, which made him relatively safe for now.

There was no choice, Lin Shuyou’s skills were frighteningly good.

If he got serious, the copper mirror gate and high heels in his hand might not be able to stop him.

However, what could be mostly confirmed now was that Lin Shuyou wasn’t the real culprit of the case seven years ago.

A person’s face could reveal years like tree rings. Li Zhiyuan was sure that his age was the same as Tan Wenbin’s, so he should have been in the fifth grade seven years ago when the incident occurred.

Aunt Liu said he was an official, and normally, people in this "profession" were like the persons embodying Guan Gong at temple fairs in other provinces in the mainland, exuding righteousness.

But nothing was absolute. Li Zhiyuan could also say that Corpse Recovery Divers generally carried a compassionate sentiment.

This did not prevent people like the father and son of the Mao family from appearing in the Corps Recovery Divers’ ranks.

So, while the profession was good, the people might not be.

Therefore, Li Zhiyuan decided to take advantage of the time, before the other’s acting desire diminished, to defuse this threat.

This was not even about whether the other appeared at that teaching building last night, but just thinking that there was someone like this living nearby on the same floor, made the boy restless in sleep.

*How could one sleep soundly beside a fellow who snores under the same bed?*

Tan Wenbin came back after taking a shower, humming a song. He closed the door and sat on his bed:

"Yuanzi, I actually wanted to invite Lin Shuyou to have grilled fish at Old Sichuan tonight, but he said he wanted to enjoy the atmosphere in the school library tonight."

What puzzled Tan Wenbin was that the new friend who had been so obedient suddenly had his own ideas.

Of course, this wasn’t wrong and was normal, but it clearly didn’t match the persona he had when they first met.

Especially at the beginning of the school year, everyone had obvious social needs and motives, otherwise not even having a companion to go to and from school or the cafeteria with would be quite awkward.

Hearing this, Li Zhiyuan understood:

It seemed,

Lin Shuyou, too, felt uneasy sleeping at night.

...

The dormitory building, bustling in the first half of the night, fell into silence in the second half.

The exhaustion from the daytime military training left this group of normally energetic college students temporarily unable to handle the full rhythm of nightlife.

On the two beds in the dormitory, Li Zhiyuan and Tan Wenbin were sound asleep.

Under the cover of darkness,

a shadow descended headfirst toward the window.

In the sultry summer, the dormitory window was open.

Just as he was about to enter, the pair of high heels under the windowsill suddenly flew up and struck the shadow.

The shadow twisted an arm, the black cloth on his cuff wrapping around and engulfing the high heels.

Although the cloth showed constant signs of struggle, it couldn’t produce a sound.

Next, the shadow stepped onto the balcony, entering the room and stood beside the boy’s bed.

As soon as he stretched out his hand to grab the boy’s neck, his eyes suddenly froze, and his body quickly retreated.

A shovel swept horizontally from below.

The edge was sharp, and had the shadow not dodged in time, he might have lost a foot.

Run Sheng pushed off with one foot, sliding his body out from under the bed, and swung the Yellow River Shovel fiercely at the opponent again.

*In Run Sheng’s view, having infiltrated here and planning to attack Xiao Yuan meant you... deserved to die.*

The shadow moved nimbly, grabbing the upper bed rail with both hands, flipping himself up.

At this moment, Tan Wenbin lifted the thin cover, grabbed the Seven-star Hook hidden underneath, and thrust it toward the shadow.

The shadow pinched it with both feet, flinging it forward to unsettle Tan Wenbin’s balance while kicking backward with one leg.

"Bang!"

Tan Wenbin was kicked in the shoulder, flipping back onto the bed.

Run Sheng had already gotten up by then, and the Yellow River Shovel swept horizontally again, producing a sharp whistling in the air.

The shadow was clearly afraid of direct contact with Run Sheng, so he slapped the upper bed rail with his left hand, his body flying diagonally like a swallow, not only dodging the strike but also landing back on the balcony.

Immediately, the shadow glanced again at the boy’s bed, seeing the boy sitting up, staring at him coldly.

Knowing the other side had long been prepared, the shadow didn’t hesitate, kicking off the ground with both legs, and as his body rose into the air, he curved his limbs forward, diving backward off the balcony.

Li Zhiyuan got off the bed, walked behind Run Sheng, and reached out to touch Run Sheng’s right shoulder.

Run Sheng took a quick step, standing side-on at the window, and leaped off the balcony with the boy.

Tan Wenbin followed close behind, gripping the Seven-star Hook in his right hand, and holding his own shoulder with his left.