CHAPTER 363: CHAPTER 363: LOST

She really became a police officer...

Faced with Yang Yiyi’s inquiry, Bai Yanliang shook his head.

Yang Yiyi’s eyes revealed a trace of obvious disappointment: "I’m sorry, you look a lot like a friend of mine."

Bai Yanliang silently looked at her, still not speaking.

"Sorry for bothering you."

Yang Yiyi looked at Bai Yanliang once more, feeling both puzzled and doubtful.

Yes, how could Bai Yanliang still be alive?

And still so young...

Watching Yang Yiyi’s departing figure, Bai Yanliang was momentarily lost in thought.

Is this place... truly the future?

The unreachable phone number, the familiar yet unfamiliar voice, along with the disappearance of Eighteenth Middle School, none of it shocked Bai Yanliang as much as Yang Yiyi’s departure.

In fact, he did not really believe that this was the world ten years into the future.

The past is fixed, and the future is uncertain.

Every choice has the potential to change the future, why must it be like what he sees now?

However... the words Yang Yiyi once said coincided with her current image, creating a strong impact before Bai Yanliang’s eyes.

An endless sense of confusion surged toward him, the future that was supposed to be unknown was now vividly presented before him, bringing no anticipation or sense of beauty to Bai Yanliang.

On the contrary, he felt a pang of trepidation similar to when he was summoned by Fog Gathering.

No... he must go back.

Bai Yanliang reached into his pocket, and when he opened his hand again, a dark key lay in his palm.

This was given to him by Xu Zhifei, a key left by her father.

Would this be... useful?

Bai Yanliang didn’t know, he didn’t even know if in this so-called world ten years later, keys would still exist.

However, he had to try.

His left hand gradually applied pressure, the tip of the key slowly pierced his palm, and bright red blood... began to flow.

This was the first time Bai Yanliang witnessed with his own eyes the entire process of the blood staining the key, and after his palm was pierced, he did not feel any pain, instead, there was a cold sensation condensing near the wound.

Then, his blood, like a living thing, slowly crawled towards the key, soon completely covering it.

At a glance, it looked like another Blood-colored Key.

However, soon the black key completely absorbed Bai Yanliang’s blood that had covered it.

At this moment!

Bai Yanliang clearly felt a strange fluctuation within Ye City!

He closed his eyes and carefully sensed it.

It’s the key!

Another key!

In the world ten years later, is there still another key?

How could that be possible?

After the conclusion of the Nine Prisons, all keys and doors should have disappeared, why is there still a fluctuation from a key?

Bai Yanliang abruptly got up, just as he prepared to follow the direction from which he sensed it, he found that the fluctuation from the other key was approaching him at an incredibly terrifying speed!

That was a speed unattainable by any means of transportation.

In other words, it couldn’t be a human!

How could it be possible, are there still ghosts in this world ten years later?

As soon as these thoughts turned over a few times, Bai Yanliang was horrified to discover that the fluctuation of the key had already reached behind him!

He tensed up his entire body, turned around, and wondered what to do.

With so many civilians around, ghosts would absolutely not be merciful when killing.

However, when he turned around and saw the person coming, he realized... it was her!

The woman who appeared at the last moment in Sacrificial Blood Village, the woman who possessed Liu Ruonan’s body, the woman Xun Weimo was willing to exchange all intelligence to have Bai Yanliang rescue her!

"Ta-ta—"

The sound of high heels fell on the ground.

A tall long-haired woman stood quietly in front of Bai Yanliang, the coldness in her eyes quietly dissolved into disbelief at the moment she saw Bai Yanliang.

...

2019.

Three days had already passed, and there was still no news from Bai Yanliang.

Everyone realized that Bai Yanliang was truly in trouble.

That day, Song Que sought out Yu Wenxuan.

"You’re taking the initiative to ask to meet me? That’s rare..." Yu Wenxuan said, sitting in the chair, taking a sip of the coffee in front of him, "Go ahead, what is it?"

Song Que looked towards the river, his brows furrowed as tightly as they had ever been, "Yu Wenxuan, can I trust you?"

"No, you cannot." Yu Wenxuan said without hesitation.

"I found something very suspicious." Song Que turned his head, looking at him seriously.

Yu Wenxuan met his gaze and suddenly smiled: "I’ve already told you, I’m not someone you can trust, but if you insist on saying it, then go ahead."

"This matter involves you too." Song Que said with a grave expression.

"Oh?" Yu Wenxuan was truly interested this time.

At this point, Song Que opened his laptop, operated it briefly, then turned the screen toward Yu Wenxuan.

"This is something I stumbled across while tracking Bai Yanliang’s whereabouts."

Yu Wenxuan glanced at the screen, it was a surveillance video, judging from the height and clarity, it should be a traffic department’s surveillance video, he didn’t know what methods Song Que used to obtain it.

"Bai Yanliang got into a taxi here."

Song Que pointed to the intersection behind him.

Yu Wenxuan glanced in the direction he was pointing, no wonder Song Que chose this place to meet.

"On that day, Bai Yanliang was the last to leave, after Xu Zhifei and me, a camera by the river captured an image of our conversation."

Song Que played the surveillance.

Although the video wasn’t very clear, it did show the scene of Bai Yanliang and the others from that day.

"After Xu Zhifei and I left, Bai Yanliang stayed by the river alone until very late, then... this man appeared."

Song Que then played another section of the video.

"They talked for quite some time, but after Bai Yanliang received a call, he hailed a car and left."

"So?" Yu Wenxuan already had some suspicions, but he hadn’t put down the coffee cup in his hand for a long time.

"I found the taxi driver who picked up Bai Yanliang." Song Que said.

"That driver’s memory was very clear, Bai Yanliang threatened him to go to the Eighteenth Middle School, at the time it was already past ten o’clock, rushing from here to the Eighteenth Middle School, it would take nearly an hour if nothing unexpected occurred on the way, not to mention it was raining heavily that night, which would take even longer," Song Que gazed steadily at Yu Wenxuan, "So, Bai Yanliang couldn’t have rushed to Qingyi Street to execute the mission, the real him is still trapped at the Eighteenth Middle School."

When Song Que stated that Bai Yanliang couldn’t have rushed to Qingyi Street to execute the mission, Yu Wenxuan suddenly clutched his head, his temples throbbing with veins, and sweat pouring down in big drops.

"Ah!!!"

"Hey! Are you okay?"

Song Que quickly stood up, looking at him warily.

"Heh heh... heh heh heh..." Yu Wenxuan clutched his head, trembling with pain, his face pale, but the corners of his mouth were smiling, "I remember... I remember everything... Song Que, this time... I owe you one."

"What did you remember?"

Song Que asked persistently.

"I have a plan," Yu Wenxuan didn’t immediately answer his question, but instead looked at Song Que, grinning, "so, are you willing to trust me?"