After helping Lin Yu settle his account, Edwin bid farewell to Lin Yu and left.

The reason was quite simple...

"In Jiangcheng's territory, we'd better not meet for too long, otherwise it will invite big trouble!"

"You just need to know that this city has a very bizarre... I don't know if it's a person or an organization, but it's someone who absolutely cannot be mentioned, controlling this city."

"The reason 'Order' dares to let a city as large as Jiangcheng go without a chief captain for two months is mainly because even the top people in 'Order' understand that this city has someone guarding it!"

"That is an existence far more terrifying than 'Tycoon'—if that existence had taken action last night, even Commissioner Fluoxetine would probably have been in grave danger."

Edwin's reasoning was quite thorough, even appearing like earnest instruction and advice to Lin Yu.

Lin Yu naturally remembered his words, but couldn't help muttering to himself.

"What exactly is going on?"

As time passed and his strength increased, Lin Yu encountered more and more matters related to 'Players'.

Especially through deeper contact with those organizations deemed unstable elements by 'Order'...

These people all seemed to have particular apprehensions about Jiangcheng.

Especially the people from the 'Psychological Society'—from their perspective, thick shadows seemed to hover over Jiangcheng.

Could it be that 'Grandmaster'?

No... first, she doesn't seem to be permanently stationed here.

Second, 'Grandmaster' mentioned that as a high-level individual, if she were to take any action in reality, she would face significant restrictions.

"What exactly is going on?"

Lin Yu was briefly curious, but didn't dwell on it too deeply.

After all, he wasn't going to do anything harmful or unjust—with a clear conscience, he had nothing to fear!

For such unsolved mysteries that had little to do with him, while Lin Yu was naturally curious, he didn't have an obsession with necessarily solving them.

After leaving the coffee shop, he put away the tablet computer given by the 'Psychological Society', feeling somewhat regretful.

It was a pity he couldn't use joining the 'Psychological Society' as a way to take down all the organization's members in one fell swoop.

As for being expelled from the "forum", Lin Yu didn't really feel anything.

After all, Lin Yu still had other identity accounts he could use.

Moreover, through this incident, Lin Yu became more certain that there seemed to be certain bugs in the forum regarding him.

After joining the 'Psychological Society' and being expelled from the "forum", his ID in the 【Social】 interface as 'Zhu Ming' automatically changed to 'Clozapine'.

But...

This identity ID didn't disappear—even the forum assistant in the 【Social】 interface didn't disappear.

It's just that he could no longer access the forum through that "forum assistant".

"Could this somehow be connected to someone using Fu Luo's account to send me Fluoxetine's information?" Lin Yu couldn't help but ponder. "If the forum was created by some god... could there be a third god watching me besides that crow and the wine gourd head?"

Lin Yu had no way of knowing.

After all, even if the other party wasn't a god, they probably weren't any simple character either, far beyond what he could investigate clearly at his current level.

So...

"Better focus on what needs to be done now."

After organizing his thoughts, Lin Yu stopped dwelling on it.

He found a place and changed 'Zhu Ming's' appearance to that of 'May'.

Then...

Lin Yu stopped at a shopping mall along the way to buy some gifts, then headed straight to the northern part of Jiangcheng, where Xia Yue's family lived.

Soon, Lin Yu, carrying numerous bags, knocked on the door of Xia Yue's home once again.

"Knock knock!"

Lin Yu stood quietly waiting at the door.

This wasn't because his conscience was troubled, constantly thinking about Xia Yue's somewhat pitiful mother and sister.

The main reason...

Was because Lin Yu was a dedicated actor.

Now that he needed to perform in front of a group of 'Psychological Society' members, who likely included professional psychologists, Lin Yu believed that facing these much more demanding special audiences compared to ordinary ones, he needed to understand Xia Yue more deeply to ensure his immersive performance would be more authentic and without any flaws.

Just like that hour of interaction with "Rosenthal" yesterday.

Although it was enough to deceive "Rosenthal" and deceive him for an hour, what about day and night interaction?

Moreover, he probably couldn't represent the highest level of the 'Psychological Society'!

So...

Lin Yu needed more material—he needed to understand Xia Yue's life even more deeply.

After knocking, the door opened again.

This time, however, it wasn't Xia Yue's mother who answered, but the young girl he'd met once before, Xia Yang.

She stood behind the door leaning against it, looking at Lin Yu who was carrying a large number of things.

"It's you."

The young girl wasn't wearing her middle school uniform, but rather loose and somewhat old pajamas, speaking in a low voice.

Lin Yu was somewhat surprised that she still remembered him.

"Xia Yang, hello," he said with a smile, lifting the things in his hands, "I came to deliver some items... is your mother not home?"

"Mom went out," Xia Yang said quietly, "You should take the things back."

The young girl's voice was somewhat hoarse and sounded weak.

Combined with the fact that she was home alone on a weekday, Lin Yu could easily guess...

"Are you sick?"

He transferred all the items to one hand, somewhat forcefully pushed the door open and entered the house, placed the things on the table, then half-supported, half-guided the young girl inside.

"If you're sick, you should lie down properly... and it just so happens I bought some pears, I'll make you some pear soup—your voice is so hoarse it's unrecognizable."

As Lin Yu spoke, he waved his hand indicating she should go to the bedroom quickly.

Xia Yang watched Lin Yu's figure, standing by the dining table without moving. She just calmly stared at Lin Yu, and after a while slowly spoke.

"Although I don't know who you are... you should stop pretending to be a good person."

Xia Yang said this with a calm tone.

Lin Yu turned, looking surprised at this young girl who resembled Xia Yue by seventy to eighty percent—but compared to the gentle-looking Xia Yue, this girl with ear-length hair had sharper eyes, with a very aggressive quality.

"I know my coming here like this might indeed be somewhat intrusive, Xia Yue's departure must have been a blow to you too... but I just want to help you."

Lin Yu said with a sincere tone, Xia Yang placed one hand on the dining table.

"No, what I mean is... you should have something to do with my sister's death, right?"

The young girl said this casually, Lin Yu's movements froze.

He looked at Xia Yang: "That's quite an excessive accusation, little sister Xia Yang."

"After my sister passed away, the police returned her phone to us as a keepsake," Xia Yang said calmly, "Mom and I requested her phone, and then... I cracked my sister's password."

"My sister was someone who loved recording her life... but strangely, Brother Lin, when I looked through her photo albums and social media apps, I found no trace of your existence."

"So, who exactly are you?"

"Are you the one who killed my sister, or do you know something about her death?"

Xia Yang's words made Lin Yu feel horrified, his hair standing on end.

Because Xia Yue had already died, and combined with Xia Yue's mother's ordinary nature, Lin Yu had almost overlooked...

Xia Yue's brilliant performance in her first dungeon.

Even the 'Psychological Society' had given Xia Yue an S-rank potential evaluation!

From this perspective, her younger sister was definitely not simple either!

But fortunately...

Lin Yu had considered the loopholes in his words from his first visit from the very beginning.

So, the loopholes could still be filled now.

He showed a somewhat sorrowful, melancholic, weary expression.

"Because I'm not her friend... I'm her lover."

"Her former lover."