Chapter 853: Huo Yun and Huang Kaiyu on Stakeout
The man in the Monkey King Mask chuckled: "I know him, but he doesn't know me."
The Silver-Haired Guy asked anxiously: "So where is he now?"
The man in the Monkey King Mask used his free left hand to scratch his chest, which was covered by a white short-sleeved shirt.
This man wore a Monkey King Mask on his face.
His upper body was clad in a white short-sleeve shirt.
His lower body was sporting a pair of beach-style board shorts.
Thick black leg hair covered both his calves, lush like a wool sweater.
"I don't know. The last time I saw him was a long time ago, also at a welcome party."
The Silver-Haired Guy was shocked: "Welcome party? How could he show up at a welcome party here?"
The man in the Monkey King Mask stopped scratching his chest and instead gripped the long handle of his fire axe tightly.
"Well, I definitely wouldn't know that."
"Alright, enough about this Li Shumu guy."
"Let's talk about what's going on between us!"
The Silver-Haired Guy forced himself to stay calm: "What do we have to talk about?"
The man in the Monkey King Mask tilted his head to the left:
"Oh, there's plenty. That purple-haired kid? I killed him. Don't you two want to get back at me?"
Boom!
Those words struck like thunder, echoing through the hearts of the Silver-Haired Guy and the Pink Long-Haired Girl.
"What?! My boyfriend... you killed him?!"
The Pink Long-Haired Girl's tears immediately streamed down her face uncontrollably again.
The man in the Monkey King Mask nodded three times:
"Yeah, I killed him."
"You two probably didn't know, did you?"
"I've been quietly following you to this shooting range for a long time now."
"Then I watched that purple-haired kid head to the restroom."
"After that, I tailed him into the restroom and hacked him to death with this fire axe in my hand."
He rotated the fire axe slightly in his palm.
The man in the Monkey King Mask laughed maniacally: "You have no idea how amazing it felt when I killed that purple-haired kid. I can't even describe it. Really. It's beyond words."
"So that's why I hope you two can do me a favor and let me kill you obediently."
His maniacal laughter gradually turned cold and sinister.
The Silver-Haired Guy tightly gripped his companion's hand, his legs quietly inching backward.
Just then.
A man's voice suddenly rang out from behind them:
"Hey, so you two are here?"
"I told you guys to wait for me outside the restroom! When I came out and didn't see you, I thought something had happened to you too!!!"
The Silver-Haired Guy turned around and saw the man in his thirties from earlier.
Seeing this, the Pink Long-Haired Girl couldn't help but mutter in complaint:
"I shouldn't have believed your nonsense. You were so confident earlier, analyzing that this guy in his thirties was the one who killed my boyfriend. And what happened? It's not him at all, okay? He's really just some random passerby."
The Silver-Haired Guy rubbed his nose with his right hand, feeling extremely embarrassed.
"I'm not a professional, and I haven't studied this stuff like Big Brother has. So it's normal to make a wrong analysis. Besides, even professionals can trip up sometimes."
As the two were whispering.
The man in his thirties shouted loudly at them:
"Damn it, why is there some guy wearing a mask and holding a fire axe over there?! You two kids, why aren't you running?! What are you still whispering about over there?! He's coming!!!"
The Silver-Haired Guy and the Pink Long-Haired Girl snapped out of it upon hearing this.
They first glanced at the man in the Monkey King Mask, who was now stretching his limbs as if about to make a move on them.
Then they turned and ran off with the man in his thirties.
Seeing this, the man in the Monkey King Mask wasn't in a hurry. He just let out a cold laugh.
...
Downstairs in the library.
Huo Yun and Huang Kaiyu were each crouched in concealed spots not far apart, their gazes fixed on the central area.
They were still waiting for the person who had written to Huang Kaiyu to show up.
But how much time had passed already? That person still hadn't appeared. Instead, the Pimply Guy they had tied up seemed to have woken up. He was writhing on the ground like a maggot, making gurgling and buzzing sounds.
The two exchanged glances, their eyes filled with confusion. Could it be that person wasn't coming tonight?
Or maybe that person knew they hadn't caught a lab rat, but only a fake lab rat?
Or perhaps there was another possibility: the deadline on the second letter Huang Kaiyu received was 2:30 AM tomorrow. It was currently a little past 10 PM, still several hours until 2:30 AM. Maybe that person would show up at the last second?
"Fuck, I really want to cut someone up..."
Huo Yun was getting impatient. The irritation was clearly showing on his face, and the corners of his mouth were turning downward.
But at that moment, he remembered something and immediately used both hands to pull the corners of his mouth upward.
"I'm a sunny, cheerful big boy! I'm a sunny, cheerful big boy! Can't get angry. Gotta be happy. Gotta be joyful. Can't let angry emotions control me."
He silently counted in his mind.
Just then, the sound of footsteps suddenly interrupted his silent counting.
Huo Yun immediately stopped and focused all his attention—both ears and eyes—on the direction of the footsteps.
"Is it finally coming?"
Huo Yun quietly pulled a dagger from his waist.
He swore that once he saw the person who wrote to Huang Kaiyu, he would make them pay!
But something puzzling happened. The single set of footsteps suddenly multiplied, and the sounds became chaotic.
"Could it be that the person who wrote to Huang Kaiyu isn't alone, but has accomplices?"
Click.
The entire first floor of the library lit up. Someone had turned on the lights.
This threw both Huo Yun and Huang Kaiyu, who was lurking on the other side, into confusion.
Because if they were the ones who wrote that letter and came here, they would never turn on the lights. Wouldn't turning on the lights mean exposing yourself completely in the open?
That would put you at an absolute disadvantage. Only an idiot would do that.
But if this person really was an idiot, how could they have so easily cracked Huang Kaiyu's skull?
"No, no, I'm overthinking it. Someone who could knock Huang Kaiyu out and do it without him even seeing who it was can't be this simple. Maybe turning on the lights is part of some big scheme, some big plan."
"This person is definitely playing anti-convention, not following the normal path."
"So what kind of sinister trick is hidden in this act of turning on the lights?"
Huo Yun spread his attention to his left, right, and rear. He was hiding between two rows of bookshelves, so he was a bit afraid that someone might suddenly jump out from behind or from the sides.