Chapter 121
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On rainy days with few people around, the weather was gloomy, exuding a lazy lethargy.
The front desk employee of the company, Huang Sujin, yawned and secretly took out her phone to play while no one was around.
She was watching a funny video and was about to burst into laughter when, at the last second, a terrifying picture of a woman with a broken neck suddenly appeared, startling Huang Sujin. Her heart skipped a beat, her hand shook, and the phone fell on the table.
“The person who posted this video is crazy!” Huang Sujin’s heart was pounding, her face pale as she cursed angrily, continuously swearing. She picked up her phone and opened the comment section. “Adding a terrifying picture at the end of a funny video is totally sick! Are they trying to scare people to death?”
Many others in the comment section were also scared, and scrolling down, it was full of curses against the video blogger.
[Horrifying! Blogger, get out! Who told you to add a ghost picture at the end of a funny video? Are you trying to scare people to death?]
[Oh my god… I was so scared my heart is still pounding. To tell the truth, I think it’s possible for people with heart disease to be scared to death by watching this video.]
[My phone is broken into two halves :)]
[My child was watching the video and burst into tears. I curiously watched it again and cried too. I promptly reported it; the blogger is being a bit too much.]
Huang Sujin angrily typed a line: [Funny videos should be funny, and scary videos should be scary. Adding a ghost picture to a funny video is simply sick! It’s low-quality and deliberately deceiving people!]
After sending this message, Huang Sujin’s anger subsided slightly. Just as she was about to leave the comment section, she received a private message: [Feeling happy?]
Huang Sujin looked at the person who sent the message; it was the video blogger she had just cursed. Seeing that she hadn’t replied, the video blogger sent another message: [Did you enjoy the funny video?]
Huang Sujin felt threatened, even through the internet she wasn’t afraid of the other party coming to her door. She replied aggressively, [Who do you think can be happy about this?! You’re crazy!]
The other person displayed “typing,” and soon sent another private message: [Hehe. The decapitated female ghost in the horror picture is what you’ll look like when you die.]
Huang Sujin exploded with anger. She angrily clicked into the homepage of the video blogger, intending to report the account. But in her fury, her finger accidentally swiped into a video. A scene from a funeral parlor instantly appeared, accompanied by cries of pain. An elderly man in black clothes, tears streaming down his face, held a gray memorial photo, facing the camera and speaking. He claimed to be the father of the video blogger and said, “My son died in a car accident three days ago… This account will no longer be updated…”
Huang Sujin stared at the video blogger’s father’s mouth opening and closing, completely stunned. Sweat broke out on her forehead, her whole body went cold, and she couldn’t help but shiver.
The video, the video blogger is dead, then who posted the new funny video… and who was the person who just messaged her…
It must be someone else who hacked the account! Yes, someone must have hacked the account!
Huang Sujin suddenly felt itchy on her neck. She couldn’t control herself from throwing down her phone and scratching her neck frantically. Another receptionist with the surname Lin noticed something wrong with her and rushed over, grabbing her hand. “Sister Huang, what’s wrong with you? Your neck is bleeding from scratching!”
Huang Sujin’s eyes widened, her hands held by Lin, unable to scratch her neck. But the itching sensation in her neck was driving her crazy. She slowly turned her head to look at her colleague, wanting to ask for help, but she couldn’t say a word, and her body couldn’t move.
Help! Huang Sujin screamed in her mind, but she couldn’t stop herself from twisting her neck, gradually turning it backward.
The itch turned into intense pain. Huang Sujin felt like her neck was about to be twisted off, but she couldn’t stop the motion of turning her head.
She thought of the decapitated female ghost picture she had just seen in the funny video; her head was really going to be twisted off!
Save me! Save me! I don’t want to be decapitated!
Tears streamed down Huang Sujin’s face uncontrollably.
“Sister Huang, what’s wrong with you? Please don’t scare me,” her colleagues were scared by her bizarre movements, trying to stop her from turning her head, picking up the phone and saying, “Don’t move, I’ll call an ambulance for you!”
“Get out of the way.” A familiar voice rang out.
The colleague turned around, her eyes suddenly lit up, crying with joy as if seeing a savior: “Chief Lou!”
Lou Yan walked over with a cold face. A crack appeared on the skin of his palm, and a bone spike, emitting a cold light, emerged from the crack, about the size of a palm, concealed by Lou Yan’s hand.
[Spirit Power: 105/140]
A cold and terrifying aura spread out as Lou Yan approached Huang Sujin. Before the bone spike even touched her, Huang Sujin had already returned to normal. She suddenly turned her head back, her eyes rolled up, and she fainted.
“Contact someone to take her to the hospital,” Lou Yan ordered another female employee who was present, then picked up the phone Huang Sujin had dropped on the table.
The phone displayed the back-end private messaging page of a video app, showing the conversation between Huang Sujin and another person. But the other person had retracted all his messages, leaving only the messages sent by Huang Sujin.
Lou Yan frowned, clicked on this person’s profile picture, and opened the latest video, only to find Huang Sujin’s latest comment.
Fu Xuezhou had somehow appeared beside him, looking down at the phone screen, and said calmly, “Watch this video.”
That’s what Lou Yan had in mind too, so he went back to watch the video. The funny video was only a little over a minute long, but just as it reached the last second, a creepy picture suddenly popped up.
However, perhaps due to the deterrent aura of the bone spike, the terrifying image did not show any actual scary patterns but was a blurry black with an ominous aura.
Seeing this creepy picture, Lou Yan understood what was going on. This anomaly called “Terrifying Ghost Picture” belonged to the B-rank horror category, similar to “Ghost Stories,” and both methods of terrorizing people were somewhat similar. As long as you saw the ghost picture, it would display the terrifying death of the viewer, and the viewer would die just like the content of the ghost picture.
Lou Yan looked at the data of this video.
23,000 likes, 18,000 comments.
This meant that at least twenty-three thousand people had watched this video.
It was unclear how many of them had been victims.
Lou Yan directly picked up the phone on the front desk and called the secretary’s office.
Qin Feng answered soon after. “What’s up?”
“It’s me,” Lou Yan said, “Get in touch with this video platform; I need a dangerous video removed. The account is…”
Fu Xuezhou lowered his head and played with his phone for a few moments, then turned to look at him and said, “It’s deleted.”
Lou Yan stopped in his tracks, puzzled. Fu Xuezhou had not only deleted the funny video but also canceled the account of the person who posted it. This speed was faster than the top coders in his company. Lou Yan glanced at Fu Xuezhou with surprise, then changed his tone to Qin Feng on the other end of the line, “You don’t need to contact them. I’ll handle something in the office later. Don’t disturb me today, just treat it as if I didn’t come to the company.”
Qin Feng: “…Got it.”
The surprise faces of the employees who discovered the boss had come to work turned into expressionless ones in an instant.
Lou Yan put the phone back on the desk and looked at Fu Xuezhou, who was calmly spinning his phone between his fingers, and said, “You know a lot of things.”
Fu Xuezhou’s slender and fair fingers had powerful blue veins protruding on the back of his hand. He casually threw his phone into the air and caught it with precision, saying calmly, “I’ve experienced a lot.”
Lou Yan didn’t know what to say. He looked around, and the unconscious Huang Sujin had already been taken away by the security guards called by her colleagues.
“…Let’s go,” Lou Yan finally turned around and walked towards the elevator. “Upstairs.”
There was no one in the elevator, and Lou Yan felt uncomfortable being alone with Fu Xuezhou in such a confined space. Because in this environment, the scent from Fu Xuezhou’s body would be transmitted to Lou Yan’s nose very clearly.
It was a scent unique to Fu Xuezhou, cold, bloody, mixed with the scent of burning after the fire, which made Lou Yan very uneasy.
About seven hours ago, Lou Yan had smelled this scent up close. But compared to now, it lacked a bit of the burning smell of flames and added a bit of the damp smell of rainwater.
Because the previous experience was so memorable, Lou Yan’s body was already starting to feel uncomfortable even before it began.
He pinched his brow, suddenly regretting agreeing to Fu Xuezhou.
The interval between the two encounters was too short, which was a big test for both his body and mind. Well, mainly for his mental state. Thanks to Fu Xuezhou “holding” Lou Yan for most of the time, his physical strength had recovered quite a bit, so another ten minutes wouldn’t be a problem.
Lou Yan didn’t speak, and Fu Xuezhou remained silent too, making the elevator uncomfortably quiet. A few seconds later, the elevator doors opened, and Lou Yan, with Fu Xuezhou in tow, strode towards the office.
“Good afternoon, Chief Lou.”
Everyone they met along the way greeted Lou Yan respectfully, and when they raised their heads, they couldn’t help but sneak a few more glances at the handsome silver-haired guy.
Who is this person? Is he Chief Lou’s friend? Handsome guys really only like to hang out with other handsome guys.
The employees exchanged knowing glances, speculating about Fu Xuezhou’s identity.
Lou Yan’s expression revealed nothing unusual. As soon as they entered the office, he locked the door. He glanced around the office and then looked at the tall and slender silver-haired young man standing in the center of the office, once again feeling a surge of regret.
He shouldn’t have brought Fu Xuezhou here.
After doing this here, how could he face his own office in the future?
But what’s done is done. Since he had already agreed, there was no chance to back out now. Lou Yan sighed inwardly and then headed towards the rest area on the right side of the office.
The rest area was not large but neat and clean. There were no windows, but there was central air conditioning. It had a shower room, a bathroom, a small dressing room, and a large, soft double bed.
Randomly placed on the bedside table were a tie and a few cufflinks. The double bed was covered with elegant violet sheets and duvet covers, emitting a faint masculine scent in the air.
Everywhere bore the traces of Lou Yan.
And this private territory belonging solely to Lou Yan, today, welcomed its second visitor apart from the cleaning staff and assistant.
This “second visitor” behaved particularly calm, looking around Lou Yan’s rest area with great interest.
Lou Yan glanced at the shower room and suddenly felt fortunate that he had chosen frosted glass with privacy during the renovation. He went into the dressing room, grabbed two bathrobes and fresh underwear, then came out and threw them expressionlessly to Fu Xuezhou, saying, “Take a shower first.”
With that, he headed into the bathroom himself.
The sound of water filled the air as Lou Yan undressed and threw his clothes, which had been soaked in the sewer and burnt, into the laundry basket. He stood barefoot under the warm water.
The warm water dispersed from his hair, flowing down his body. Lou Yan pushed back his hair, revealing his full forehead, and wiped the water off his face with his hand, closing his eyes and letting the water cascade over him.
Suddenly, the frosted glass door of the shower room, which had no lock, was pushed open from the outside, and a figure approached Lou Yan’s back.
Lou Yan turned his head sensitively to look back and saw Fu Xuezhou, with silver hair falling over his chest and front.
Fu Xuezhou, too, was not wearing any clothes, revealing his pale and perfect body. Amidst the steam, he approached with long strides, seeing everything that should and shouldn’t be seen clearly.
It was the first time that Lou Yan faced Fu Xuezhou in such a “frank” manner while conscious. His expression couldn’t be controlled for a moment. “What are you coming in for?!”
Fu Xuezhou looked at him, seeming a bit puzzled. Tilting his head, his silver hair brushed against his chest, and he said slowly, “Didn’t you say to take a shower first?”
The author has something to say:
Fu Xuezhou: I don’t quite understand what you mean (tilts head).
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