I’m Really Scared
Chapter 39: Professional Journalist

What kind of experience is it to suddenly see a stranger break into your home at night, kneel before you, and beg for mercy?

At that moment, Guan Shan's expression could only be described with a meme.

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His first thought was that this must be some kind of scam!

"Is this a setup? If I go over, he'll faint and then extort money from me."

Guan Shan, bewildered, watched the boy kneeling and kowtowing before him. He guessed wildly while quickly putting away the box and the Obsidian Polyhedron, relieved that he hadn’t actually summoned anything.

"But this guy doesn't seem to be acting, and no one else is jumping out to cooperate..."

The boy, Tian Bin, kowtowed so hard that a bump formed on his forehead, with a bit of blood seeping out.

"Forget it, this kind of bizarre situation... it's best left to the police."

For safety, Guan Shan took out his phone to record a video and then call the police.

Just to prove that he wasn't forcing the boy.

Tian Bin, after banging his head so hard, suddenly fainted for a moment and then shook his head. Guan Shan, opening the camera, finally saw his face clearly.

Guan Shan frowned, "Wait... this guy looks familiar?"

His memory wasn't bad enough to forget immediately. He quickly recalled seeing this boy in the photo attached to the document.

Although the photo was a bit blurry, the boy's position in the back had caught half of his face.

With the boy now in front of him, there was no mistaking it!

Guan Shan had been wondering how to find the people in the photo earlier that day, and now one had come to his door.

Considering this guy's bizarre behavior of kneeling and begging for mercy, it was highly likely they were involved in Zhao Hong's case!

They must have been "alerted" by his investigation.

Guan Shan activated the recording function on his phone, took two steps forward, grabbed Tian Bin by the collar, lifted him, and stopped him from continuing to kowtow. He asked sternly, "You were among the group that went to Zhao Hong's house? Why are you at my house?"

Seeing his companions being crushed by the terrifying black monster, their twisted, fearful, and desperate faces vivid in his mind, Tian Bin was scared out of his wits. He dared not hide anything and almost spilled his entire family history.

He nodded frantically, his voice trembling, "Yes, yes... it was us. That man said he'd cover for us, so Brother Wang led us to do it... Today was the same. Because you were asking the old lady questions, Brother Wang decided to break in and teach you a lesson, and also your girlfriend..."

"You guys?"

Guan Shan squinted, interrupting Tian Bin, checking his door lock. Sure enough, it showed signs of tampering: "Where are the others?"

The others were eaten by that monster... why is he asking?

No, wait, there was someone else! Tian Bin suddenly realized, pointing outside with a trembling finger, "There's someone keeping watch outside..."

Guan Shan chuckled. So this was organized crime.

With assigned roles, huh? Guan Shan dragged Tian Bin outside, finding lock-picking tools, a bundle of rope, and even a knife by the door, his expression darkening.

This wasn't just a minor lesson; they intended serious harm.

If he hadn't obtained the simulator, and this guy hadn't inexplicably lost his mind, he might have been in real danger.

Guan Shan tied Tian Bin with the rope, called the police, and asked for directions. He walked into the yard and opened his gate.

Sure enough, by the wall was a figure looking around.

This person pretended to be casual, looking at his phone as if waiting for someone. Hearing the gate open, he smiled and walked over, "Finished already? Did you kill..."

Seeing Guan Shan's face, his expression changed, and he turned to run.

Guan Shan chuckled, not chasing but using [Gravity Control].

The person felt his body suddenly become several times heavier, unable to move his legs. This feeling lasted only a moment before he fell heavily onto the cement.

"Thud!" Face down, he hit hard.

Before he could react, an invisible force yanked him back. A hand grabbed his neck and threw him.

"Ah!" He rolled twice, crashing into Tian Bin. Amidst the pain, he realized what had happened and screamed, "Help! Murder!"

Guan Shan fetched a chair, amused by the accusation.

Shaking the boy's phone, still showing their chat, Guan Shan said, "Lü Ming, is it? Who's killing whom? Tell it to the police."

Lü Ming's face turned pale, the chat revealing his exchange with Wang Yong.

He stubbornly said, "This proves nothing!"

Confident, Lü Ming thought Wang Yong had other plans and would soon return to show this journalist what real terror was.

Then he felt someone tugging his clothes. Turning, he saw Tian Bin desperately grabbing him, eyes full of fear and pleading.

Lü Ming didn't understand why Tian Bin was so scared until he saw the rope on Tian Bin and the lock-picking tools nearby.

This meant Wang Yong had already acted.

But... where were they? Lü Ming was confused, the brightly lit room showing no one.

Even when the police arrived, there was no sign of Wang Yong.

Lü Ming's unease grew as Guan Shan talked with the police. He asked Tian Bin, "What's going on? Where's Brother Wang?"

Tian Bin, face ashen, stared blankly at the house, "In there... didn't you see? Ha...ha... they went in... and were eaten, haha..."

Lü Ming felt a chill, refusing to believe the absurdity, "Are you crazy?!"

The police said, "Mr. Guan, thank you for your information. We've made progress on the Zhao Hong case. These two will be major suspects."

Lü Ming panicked, not wanting to take the fall, and shouted, "He killed them! He killed them! We came with over ten people, and now it's just us two. He killed them and hid the bodies!"

Guan Shan spread his hands, "Yes, yes, I killed them, buried them, left no traces, and called the police."

He sighed, "Officer, shouldn't he get his head checked?"

The officer laughed, "That might be difficult. He seems clever, trying to frame you."

Guan Shan laughed too, then coughed, "By the way, this should be reportable, right?"

The police were puzzled, "Huh?"

Guan Shan smiled professionally, "I'm a journalist with the 'Hangzhou Daily.' May I conduct an interview?"

Professionalism at its finest!

Even after an intrusion, his first thought was to write a report...

The police, bemused, had never seen a victim turn journalist. After confirming with their superiors, they agreed.

Lü Ming kept waiting for the miraculous Brother Wang, but even as Guan Shan finalized the article title, no one appeared.

And because of Lü Ming's claims, the police searched the area thoroughly but found no one.

They thought he was mad.

"No way, Brother Wang definitely came in. How could he be gone?"

Lü Ming, taken away, muttered in disbelief.

The police shook their heads, "He might need a psychiatric evaluation. A new mental hospital prison just opened."

Lü Ming, desperate, shouted, "I'm not sick! I'm normal!"

The police asked, "Alright, how many of you entered Guan Shan's house?"

Lü Ming answered, "Eleven."

The police asked, "Where are the others?"

Lü Ming: "..."

Tian Bin shouted, "Eaten, all eaten!"

The police: "Both to the psychiatric hospital."