Frightening Joke: Above the Mist
Chapter 210 Discussion

Chapter 210: Chapter 210 Discussion

"Are you okay?"

Wu Kuifeng looked at Liang Yan, who was slumping in the chair. With his level of cleanliness, he would never be lying on the table like this if he could still control his body.

Liang Yan buried his head down, and upon hearing the question, didn’t speak or lift his head, just shook his head.

"They all went out to catch someone. Now, it’s just me here."

After hearing Wu Kuifeng saying this, Liang Yan finally slowly lifted his head.

No matter how many times he saw it, Wu Kuifeng found it hard to believe how quickly a person could age this way.

The current Liang Yan, although he suddenly seemed the same at first glance, had fine wrinkles already appearing at the corners of his eyes and forehead, and the skin on the back of his hands had also become much thinner.

"Does using your ability have such a severe side effect?" Wu Kuifeng completely couldn’t comprehend it. In fact, even now, he found it hard to believe in the existence of such a thing as "superpower."

Of course, he didn’t envy it. After all, the miserable state Liang Yan ended up in after using his ability wasn’t new to him.

This rapid aging, which violated the laws of biology, made Wu Kuifeng even suspect that if Liang Yan used his superpower more frequently or for longer each time, he would age to death prematurely.

Liang Yan himself didn’t seem to mind much. His breathing was somewhat labored, and he smiled, saying, "It’s fine. Eating something will replenish me."

"You always say that every time, but you never say what you want to eat. Are you worried we’d think it’s too expensive? It’s all for the case. No matter how expensive it is, I can find a way to get it for you." Wu Kuifeng frowned at him.

Liang Yan turned his face away and said no more.

Too expensive?

Not really; it’s just that what he wanted to eat was... too shocking.

"Let’s not talk about this. How about Advisor Bai, any news?" Liang Yan asked.

Hearing Liang Yan mention this, Wu Kuifeng frowned even tighter.

"The last place his cell phone signal appeared was in the Wendu Business District of Jiangnan District, but then it suddenly vanished. It’s even harder to find now that night has fallen."

Speaking of this, Wu Kuifeng let out a cold snort: "Hmph, I don’t know what Yang Wanlong is thinking, daring to use someone with such a background? Your generation might not remember, but Advisor Bai was trouble since childhood. Ten years ago, he murdered his brother and was later diagnosed with Antisocial Personality Disorder. Because he was too young to be convicted, he was sent to a mental hospital where he spent his adolescence. Even if he seems fine on the surface, who knows what his mental state truly is?"

Listening to Wu Kuifeng saying this, Liang Yan suddenly grew curious about Bai Yanliang. He chuckled and said, "You still dare to use me, a person with a mysterious past and unknown identity?"

Wu Kuifeng looked down at him, face serious, and said, "You’re different. Although you’ve lost your memory and your identity information can’t be found in any system, your mental state is quite normal, and you’re tough on criminals."

"Just because of that? What if... I’m just pretending? What if, before I lost my memory, I was a vicious criminal?" Wu Kuifeng’s reason didn’t convince Liang Yan; he was always puzzled as to why Wu Kuifeng trusted him so much. Was it because he picked him up from the riverbank?

Wu Kuifeng shook his head and said, "Not just that. Most importantly, you don’t have that smell."

"Smell?" Liang Yan was surprised by this claim.

"Yes, the most insane criminals have that smell, it’s... the smell of a madman." Wu Kuifeng said seriously, not finding his statement baseless at all.

Liang Yan found his words amusing and laughed, "Old Wu, you’ve been a soldier half your life and a police officer the other half, and you believe in such mystical ’smell’ stuff?"

There was no expression on Wu Kuifeng’s serious face, as he saw nothing funny about this.

He indeed smelled it.

When he first met Bai Yanliang, he looked at him a second time.

Because... he felt that Bai Yanliang had a deeply hidden... insane aura.

That feeling, he once sensed in an extremely terrifying serial killer.

Perhaps Bai Yanliang had already forgotten it himself, but Wu Kuifeng was almost certain.

In the darkest part of that Bai Advisor’s soul, another person lay sealed...

...

"Achoo—"

Bai Yanliang sneezed just as he arrived at the entrance of the Mercury Night Bar.

"The night is a bit chilly. Does Mr. Bai need a coat?" Xun Weimo asked.

Bai Yanliang slightly shook his head, thanked Xun Weimo for the offer, and smiled, "Maybe someone is talking about me."

"Haha, indeed, tonight, all the police across the city will be talking about you."

As Xun Weimo spoke, he was opening the door and re-hanging the closed sign.

"Mr. Xun isn’t open today?"

"It’s near the end of the month. I went around to each of my shops today and decided not to open the bar."

Well, from his tone, it seemed Xun Weimo ran quite a few shops besides the stationery and bar.

Xun Weimo turned on the lights inside the bar; it was just him and Bai Yanliang in the quiet venue.

"Coffee, Mr. Bai?"

Xun Weimo motioned with the cup in his hand.

"Just plain water." Bai Yanliang casually sat beside the bar counter, watching Xun Weimo get busy.

Due to the night off, there were no other staff in Mercury Night.

Bai Yanliang suddenly asked, "Mr. Xun, are you a local?"

Xun Weimo smiled, "Half, I suppose. My father is from Ye City, and my mother is from Beijing. I grew up with her in Beijing and only came to Ye City last year."

"Here’s your plain water."

While speaking, Xun Weimo had already placed a cup in his hand in front of Bai Yanliang, sitting down opposite him.

"You must be curious, Mr. Bai, why I’d help you, right?"

Xun Weimo took a sip of his coffee, smiling at Bai Yanliang.

Bai Yanliang looked up at his squinting eyes and pulled something from his collar.

"Because of this, perhaps."

Opening his palm, a silver key lay quietly.

"..."

The smile on Xun Weimo’s face froze, clearly not expecting Bai Yanliang to be so forthcoming.

"If you truly know many secrets, you only need to answer one question, and I can give it to you right now."

Bai Yanliang watched Xun Weimo.

An obvious interest appeared on Xun Weimo’s face. He subconsciously rubbed his coffee cup, pondered for a moment, then smiled up, "You sure get to the point, Mr. Bai, well then, ask!"

Bai Yanliang controlled his slowly quickening heart rate, sipped some water to soothe his somewhat dry throat, and said word by word:

"I want to know... where Bai Yanren is."