Serial Player
Chapter 549 - 225: True Name (3K)

Chapter 549: Chapter 225: True Name (3K)

Due to the closure of many facilities on the north shore for maintenance, Yanyun Middle School extended the winter holiday by one week.

In the meantime, the authorities took the opportunity to erase traces of the battles between humans and abnormalities.

The Dream Cruise was confiscated by the officials, and several abnormalities that escaped during the chaos were all captured because of renegades among these abnormalities, such as grey wolves. Li Changhe did not have to worry about any tricks left behind by the Heart Stealer.

It was said that the Dream Cruise would become a mobile outpost for the authorities.

Of course, this news had nothing to do with Li Changhe at the moment.

He was now discussing a plan with He Feng.

They had learned some information about Luo Qiao in the Dream Cruise through the Magic Mirror.

As Luo Qiao herself was imperceptible, it was highly probable that she was hiding in something like the Present Disconnected Space.

But she couldn’t stay there forever.

Li Changhe asked the Magic Mirror about the people she had recently encountered and the routes she had taken.

The information obtained was not much, and the mirror was rather blurry.

The other party was very cautious, after all, not only Li Changhe but also government officials, players, and Transcendents were all planning to treat Tianyan Association well.

Fortunately, in the end, a nighttime platform and a bus appeared in the mirror.

Li Changhe changed his question to ask about the time and location of the bus, and the identity of the passengers who boarded the bus.

The former provided a specific time and a location at the border between Canghai City and Yu Zhou City.

Scattered portraits and identity information of many people appeared for the latter.

Li Changhe planned to start from this angle.

According to the information observed by the Magic Mirror, among them were men and women, young and old, rich businessmen, and laborers.

They were all from different regions.

But their experiences had one similarity, they suddenly escaped their predicament during a difficult time. Some even changed their identity, and it would be challenging to detect without the special Effect of the Magic Mirror.

For example, a boss in the neighboring Canghai City survived a significant car accident.

His spirit had been languishing, and his mental state was terrible. But after some time, his body was even stronger than before, glowing with vitality.

Looking at this alone, Li Changhe didn’t find it unexpected. Maybe the man had just overcome his mental trauma.

But as he continued to look at the other characters, he finally noticed the oddity.

An art student at a college committed suicide, and his roommate began acting odd.

His mental state nearly collapsed several times, and he even engaged in self-harm behaviors multiple times.

After some time, he suddenly recovered like the former and started living under another identity after graduation.

"At that time, I thought that there was a possibility that they were originally plagued by evil spirits. After a certain incident, the evil spirits were eliminated, and they returned to normal," Li Changhe analyzed, "Of course, this is just speculation. If the information from the Magic Mirror is accurate, as long as we can find those passengers who have boarded the bus, we will understand enough information, and then follow the clues."

"What about the time?"

"It’s on the last day of every month," Li Changhe added, "The images I saw in the Magic Mirror were all rainy days, and the passengers were holding black umbrellas. This might be the symbol for the passengers boarding the bus."

"That’s the 29th of January, the fifth day of the Lunar New Year," He Feng looked slightly moved, "Did you check the weather forecast?"

"Of course, it’s going to rain all over Nanzhe in two days."

"Great! We still have two days. That’s enough time to get in touch with those passengers and learn detailed information. You already have a target, right?" He Feng looked at Li Changhe.

"Indeed." Li Changhe nodded. Several suitable targets were among the passengers. Li Changhe planned to start with them.

"Is the Magic Mirror shard you got still usable?"

"I tried it yesterday, but it wasn’t working. However, it can be synthesized. Here it is." Li Changhe threw out a few shards of the Magic Mirror. Although the surface was as murky as some liquid, rather than a mirror, it didn’t respond after Li Changhe went home last night, whether he asked questions out loud or threatened it with Old Lead.

Otherwise, the follow-up investigation would be more convenient. But being a [Player], they could at least try Synthesis. Let the blushing He Feng take care of this.

"It will be dangerous, right..." Yun Ting in the Ink Jade whispered, "Since they want to hide, they must be prepared to get caught. Why don’t we...wait until after you’ve leveled up to LV10 before considering this?"

As the plan for revenge was unfolding, she began to hesitate. She didn’t want her beloved relatives to walk into danger like this.

When she first possessed Li Changhe, she really wanted to use his hand to take revenge. But now...

"Don’t worry, Brother Ting. I’ll be fully prepared this time." Li Changhe reached out and poked the Ink Jade, "If we let her escape this time, where do we go to kill her here in this world?"

...

At night, in the suburbs of Canghai City, a fitness gym was about to close.

The one closing the door was a tall, handsome man with a crew cut hairstyle, and he appeared to be in his late twenties.

His name was Huang Hai, the owner and fitness coach of the gym.

Although it was just a small gym, Huang Hai was popular among the locals due to his friendly nature and handsome appearance. Moreover, his carefully sculpted muscles attracted many women who came from far and wide to sign up for classes, making him the envy of many.

After greeting a few passing residents, Huang Hai headed home, his lips curling unconsciously as if he had a loving wife awaiting his return.

Indeed, there was something in his house that excited him tremendously.

He bought food for two and walked past telegraph poles plastered with missing person posters, finally arriving at a small villa.

The room inside was dim and didn’t seem to be inhabited by a second person.

Unfazed, Huang Hai didn’t enter the room but went to the basement instead.

In the cluttered basement, there was a small passage leading downwards. The passage was only 50 centimeters wide and housed a ladder that led further down.

As Huang Hai heard the faint sound of clashing chains coming from the passage, his smile grew more sinister and excited.

He retrieved a set of brass knuckles and a wrench from a pile of miscellaneous items and climbed down the ladder with the food.

About three meters down, he stepped on solid ground and immediately saw an iron door.

Someone was imprisoned inside. Huang Hai didn’t know how much longer the person would survive, but their remaining time alive could bring him immense pleasure.

He put on the brass knuckles, picked up the wrench and reached out to open the iron door. His expression, however, suddenly changed.

He noticed that the iron door, which could only be opened from the outside, had been opened already.

"Has someone been here?" Huang Hai’s heart sank.

Noticing a small footprint on the ground outside and the sound of chains behind the iron door, he instantly concluded: "It’s a woman, and she’s still inside!"

With the wrench in one hand, he slowly pushed the iron door open with the other.

He should have immediately fled, but confidence in his own strength made him determined not to let go of the person inside. There was no signal in this location, and since the woman appeared to be alone and didn’t leave, there was no imminent threat of exposure.

As the iron door opened, he saw the secret room he had created, brightly lit.

He also saw a black cat and a young girl.

The girl, fair-skinned and beautiful, was squatting in the corner tending to the wounds of another woman, who was locked in chains around her neck.

"Seven fractures, left eye necrosis, and comminuted fracture in the right knee." The girl looked at Huang Hai with no fear, but her face turned to disgust. "You’re even more vile than I imagined!"

"...You should have called the police." Huang Hai grinned and his handsome face twisted with malice.

At this moment, he stripped away his friendly disguise and began to approach the girl with the wrench tightly gripped in his hand, eyeing her attractive figure.

He was indeed confident in his own strength, having successfully beaten many of his physically strong male victims to death.

He was addicted to the thrill of the fight and had created this underground space specifically for this purpose—to prevent anyone from interrupting their games.

Now, he already considered the girl as his next prey. The thought of making such a young and beautiful girl gradually submit under his attack overjoyed him.

"Got your eye on me?" The girl showed no fear, revealing a disgusted and hostile expression. "You’re walking right into your own grave."

"I hope your fists are harder than your mouth," Huang Hai whispered, his eyes glowing red with excitement.

He didn’t notice the black cat by the girl’s side, whose shadow had transformed into a monstrous creature.

Suddenly, a young man’s voice came from the shadows, which Huang Hai had not realized was hiding someone.

"You see, Bai, you really didn’t need to come here specially to help me. I didn’t want the girl to witness this kind of scene." The young man’s voice carried a hint of remorse.

"You speak as if you could drive without a license." The girl was, of course, Bai Luohe, who had driven Li Changhe and his friends to Canghai City.

She responded, "Besides, I wanted to help."

"Actually, a bicycle would have been enough for this distance," said Li Changhe, the young man in the corner.

Wearing a magical suit, he emerged from the dark corner. Gazing at Huang Hai, whose face had changed color, he said flatly, "Liu Yan, before you die, I intend to ask you a few questions."

Huang Hai’s expression changed again as Li Changhe uttered his former name.

A year ago, he was a pitiful man who could only spend his life in a wheelchair. But after boarding a certain bus, he gained a new life and changed his name to Huang Hai.

Now that Li Changhe had revealed his real name, Huang Hai’s heart was filled with unease. Could it be that he was also...

"Who are you...?"

Li Changhe didn’t answer his question, but walked forward. The unsettling atmosphere around him began to spread.

"So, I hope your fists are harder than your mouth."