Chapter 50: I Suspect You Are Acting Out My Life!
Mudan Street, inside a room of a guesthouse at the street corner.
Du Sixian lay on the bed, asleep but not peacefully, sweat soaking her hair and sticking it to her delicate face, the fiery mark on her forehead flickering in and out of visibility in the darkness.
She had a strange dream.
She dreamed that she was wandering in a ruined city, as if it had been many years since humanity had disappeared.
In the distance, strange silhouettes wrapped in thick fog appeared intermittently. They wandered like lost souls, murmuring to themselves.
Through the fog, their figures and faces were not clearly discernible, and Du Sixian did not dare to approach, only listening silently to their whispers.
This state and feeling inexplicably reminded her of the spirit-writing game at Shihhekou Middle School.
“There is someone from Zhongshan. A woman dressed in green…”
Upon hearing the murmurs from those figures, Du Sixian instinctively repeated them in her heart, causing a terrifying event to occur.
The temperature around her suddenly rose, flames leaping up, and in an instant, a sea of fire engulfed her. A figure made entirely of flames appeared before her, not tall but making her feel as if she were facing a towering mountain, or perhaps…
A deity.
Confused, alert, fearful, and awed, complex emotions rose in Du Sixian’s heart. She uncontrollably lowered her head, a voice in her mind subtly hinting to her, “Now is the time to state your wish.”
A wish? Du Sixian paused, her mind racing.
The situation was too strange; clearly, she was dreaming, yet she was acutely aware that she was in a dream.
Not only that, everything around her felt overwhelmingly real—the cool breeze brushing against her, the foul mist in the air, and the current high temperature…
Perhaps this is some sort of urban legend event? Yes, it could very well be!
From what that big sister said during the day, it seemed that due to her experiences at Shihhekou Middle School, something in her body had changed, making her susceptible to urban legends.
If this is an urban legend event, then she shouldn’t casually state a wish, or it might invite something bad.
But if she doesn’t speak, would this terrifying figure before her become angry?
In that case, she could only…
Du Sixian’s eyes narrowed slightly, and she said seriously, “I want to find a high person!”
Indeed, she had many wishes she wanted to fulfill, but in the face of such circumstances, she only dared to mention one—that is, to find Luxianbei.
Sorry, high person!
Since you are so powerful, if some urban legend really comes looking for trouble, you should have a way to handle it, right?
As Du Sixian thought that, a deafening shout suddenly erupted in her ears.
“For this kind of thing, you should go find the Siye Society!”
…
In the dark guesthouse room, the light of the mark on Du Sixian’s forehead flashed before she suddenly woke up.
“Ah! Hah—hah—!”
With a quiet scream, Du Sixian gasped for breath, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
Siye Society… what is that?
And that voice just now sounded a bit familiar? As if she had heard it somewhere before.
As she pondered, a strange fluctuation suddenly came from outside the window, interrupting her thoughts.
Although the existence of that fluctuation was undetectable to the n*ked eye, she felt it unmistakably, as if for a moment, the air had turned to liquid, rippling out in waves.
The next moment, she heard a whispering from outside the window, as if a group of men crouched below her window, discussing something.
Startled, she hesitated, then fished out her self-defense stun g*n from under her pillow, sneaking over to the window, and looked down through the gap in the curtains.
She saw three tall men in specially made black night gear gathered on the street below, looking suspicious.
……
“Is this where the spirit energy fluctuation came from?”
“That’s right, the compass indicated this place.”
“Are you sure?”
“Not overly sure, but shouldn’t we just check it out?”
Hearing this, Du Sixian’s heart raced, gripping the stun g*n tightly.
They want to come in? Who are they? Are they thieves?
Du Sixian thought, discreetly locking the window, then “swish” pulled back the curtains and stood at the window, shouting down.
“Who are you? Are you up to no good? I see you! If you don’t leave, I will call the police!”
“…” The members of the Special Action Team fell into an awkward silence upon seeing the girl suddenly appear at the window.
They recognized the girl; earlier that afternoon, Agent An Qing had shown them her photo before they went on a mission, saying she was a potential recruit she valued.
She also said that whether they found spirit energy fluctuations or glimpsed an urban legend, they should act as if they hadn’t seen anything and if there’s real danger, she would come personally.
The meaning was clear: let her suffer a little, then she would beg to join the Siye Society.
Tsk, the Siye Society!
An old “human trafficking” organization, they were skilled at recruiting members.
Thus, after confirming that Du Sixian was the one emitting the spirit energy fluctuations, the members of the Special Action Team decided to play along with An Qing’s plan.
“Did you guys hear any noise just now?” one of the Special Action Team members asked mysteriously.
“Huh? What noise? It’s late at night, don’t scare me!” another member replied, looking confused.
“Never mind, maybe I misheard it? Are you hungry? I know a place that sells barbecue until midnight, want to go grab something to eat?”
“Sure! And let’s get some beer too; it’s hot, ugh, autumn tiger!”
Quickly, the three oddly dressed, suspicious-looking men awkwardly chatted and linked arms, disappearing around the corner.
Du Sixian, “…”
Am I being ignored?
d*mn! I’m a big person, I spoke loudly, can’t you all see me?
I suspect you are acting out my life!
……
After the three mysterious men left, Du Sixian continued to observe from the window for a while before lying back down on the bed.
As she returned to bed, the events that had just happened kept flashing through her mind, preventing her from sleeping.
Tossing and turning for a long time, she sat up, preparing to check the time.
Just as she pulled out her phone from her pocket, something fluttered down and landed on her **.
Feeling the texture similar to hardened leather on her foot, Du Sixian paused, reaching out to grab it in the dark.
Using her phone’s light, she looked at the black business card with its name and contact information, falling into contemplation.
Should I call and try?
It seems the probability of encountering strange events will only increase; if I can’t keep finding a high person, I might encounter danger.
Then… should I give it a try?
With this thought, Du Sixian opened the communication interface, entered the number according to the digits on the card, hesitated for a few seconds, and pressed the call button.
“Beep—beep—!”
After two busy signals, a voice came through on the other end of the line.
“Hello, welcome to the Huacheng Siye Society. How can we assist you today?”
Hearing this, Du Sixian’s pupils shrank slightly.
She said Siye Society? Isn’t that in the dream just now…
Before Du Sixian could recover from her shock, a loud commotion erupted on the other end of the phone.
“Be careful, be careful! Didn’t I tell you already? You can’t move the body like that!”
“And you! Don’t use the kn*fe like that; if you cut deeper by two centimeters, you’ll puncture the lung!”
“That’s a human leg, not a pig leg! I’ve said it so many times; it has to be stored separately! d*mn it! Can’t you make this easier for me?”
After a brief silence, a voice on the phone inquired, “Hello? Are you still listening?”
Du Sixian, “…”
Why do I feel like I’ve called the customer service hotline for a human organ trafficking organization?
I seem to, perhaps, maybe, shouldn’t have called this number?
