Chapter 120: Calculation
But when I opened it, there was only one sentence inside: "No one understands you." β
This sentence fell deeply into my heart.
So I hugged the gift box and looked out at the empty hallway.
I was desperate, but I had no idea what I was supposed to do.
Just when I was disheartened and wanted to go back to my room, my phone suddenly vibrated and my head rang while standing in my pants pocket.
I took out my phone and looked at it, only to see that it was a strange call.
I answered without hesitation and asked, "Hey, are you?" β
The strange voice came over the phone, and the man asked me, "Do you feel lonely right now?" Want to die? Death is not a good idea, but I don't recommend it. β
"What else do you want to do?" I was dizzy with anger, but I couldn't do anything about it.
He said, "Why didn't you look at that account book at that time?" β
"Why are you showing me? If you want to take revenge on Zhuang Tong and say that there is a problem with his account books, you can hand it over to those supervisory agencies, and they will give you justice! Reap what you sow. β
I swore by it, but in exchange for a wry smile and ridicule from him, he also said to me: "Heh, you are good at everything, but unfortunately you are too naΓ―ve." I've always looked at you too well, and I always thought that if you had experienced what I had experienced in the past, you would have a different choice. If everything starts all over again......"
Speaking of which, he hasn't finished yet, has he? But I heard a beep on the phone.
"Hey, what's all over again? What are you talking about? Feed! "I thought there was something wrong with my phone, but when I took it and looked at it, I realized that the phone had been hung up.
I went back to my room with the gift box in my hand, lay down on the couch, and fell asleep.
In this way, I spent a few days in a daze, eating whatever was in the refrigerator, and the whole person was negative and decadent.
I didn't want to go out when I thought of the words of those people at the time, and the eyes that said I had something to hate.
I chose to lock myself up, and even thought that I could starve to death and be with Wang Qiuyue. And it's not the usual intensity.
These days, it seems that the only person who cares about me is him - the man who has a deep hatred for me and made me what I am today.
Every now and then, he would call me, as if to make sure I was dead. It seems to be deliberately irritating me.
But he was cautious and revealed almost nothing.
Another day, I was still lying in bed, as if I was seriously ill, and I didn't think about it, but I heard the sound of the phone vibrating.
I thought it was him calling again, but I saw that it was marked as takeaway.
"You're Mr. He, aren't you? There is your takeaway. Please come downstairs and get it. β
It was strange that someone had ordered takeout for me, so I went downstairs to get it.
After I finished taking the takeout and went upstairs, I heard the man call again and say, "I should have received the takeaway, right?" β
"What do you want?" I asked, looking at the pizza.
He smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I predict that the bread in your house should be almost eaten, so I'll send you something to eat, lest you also run to drink tap water, and it will be miserable enough to suffer from depression, gastroenteritis and anorexia." β
How did he know I was depressed?
What the hell is he trying to do? Why did you hurt me like this, and still hold me to death?
I was about to ask myself if I had offended him, and the phone was suddenly hung up again. He did this, most likely because he was worried that he would leave a listening record and be searched for the address.
Anyway, it was less than a minute to hang up every time.
On this day, I lay drunk on the sofa for another day, and my beard was still unshaved. My hair grew so fast that it covered my eyes, but I didn't cut it.
It wasn't until the evening that I figured out that there are some things that cannot be escaped.
I chose to face myself now, and I also faced that terrifying him.
So I shaved my beard and hair with a razor, and then I took a taxi to this horrible mansion. I came here tonight with a fruit knife, intending to kill him and die with him.
I vow to avenge Wang Qiuyue and so many people who died.
As soon as I entered the building, I saw two new security guards on patrol, and as soon as they saw me, they took out their truncheons and rushed over and pinned me to the ground.
Presumably they've heard about it before, right?
When they found out that I still had a fruit knife on me, they immediately chose to call the police.
The moment I got into the police car, I thought back to everything and realized that I had probably fallen into the trap: I had successfully become his substitute.
I was taken to the police station and questioned by Ye Huancheng.
I said that I wanted to help Wang Qiuyue take revenge, and he said that he believed it, but would the judge believe these words? The judge will not.
I showed up with a knife at that strange scene where murders often occur, and the evidence was overwhelming.
Even when I was temporarily detained, Shen Xinyi came to see me.
"Are you alright?" She looked at me and asked.
I turned my face away and said, "I'm fine." β
I didn't expect her to apologize to me and say, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you at that time, causing you to become like this." β
"It's none of your business." I said indifferently.
While we were talking, she didn't know where she got the two keys, and when she shook my hand, she handed them to me.
Ye Huancheng, who was watching from the side, turned his head and chose to turn a blind eye, without saying that he was not allowed to have physical contact with the suspect.
I took the two keys and wanted to give them back but it was too late.
Because she said "take care" and then turned away.
I was taken back to the detention cell, looked at the two keys, and knew I could walk myself. But in this case, I may be accused of "absconding in fear of crime", right?
Why should I carry the murderer's black cauldron?
But even if I don't run away, I'll become a substitute for the dead.
So I struggled and didn't know what to do.
Just when I was at a loss, Ye Huancheng actually walked over, knocked on the door, and hinted at me.
I looked up.
I saw him hook my finger with me, as if to signal me to pass, and then I got up and walked slowly.
"What are you still doing in a daze?" He looked around snugly, but he was talking to me.
Could it be that he arranged the key thing? He's going to help me escape?
But he knows for sure I'm not a murderer! That's all there can do to help me, right?
I appreciated his kindness, but I gave him back the key, put it in his hand, and whispered, "You don't have to do this at all, because I have been negligent in my duty, and it will hurt you." β