Thriller Night Talk

Chapter 27: What are you doing here?

Translator-Rhapsodite

Editor-PerpetualMreow, Proofreader-Ghostie

“Tick, tick, tick…”

Lan Tian could vaguely hear the sound of water dripping on the ground.

She opened her eyes sharply, sat up in the dark and switched on the bedside lamp.

Lan Tian was, at present, somewhat mentally unstable and often suffered from insomnia until the early hours of the morning. What’s more, even if she barely slept, she was a light sleeper, and it was easy for her to be awakened by any noise—— even a little rustle from the wind could jostle her awake.

Lan Tian’s parents thought their daughter had not recovered from the shock of her fiance’s murder. However, Lan Tian was the only one who knew what was truly making her feel scared and nervous every day.

The dripping noise stopped when bedside lamp light turned on.

Lan Tian sat on the bed, grabbed the quilt, pricked up her ears and listened attentively for three minutes.

——No more sounds.

Lan Tian let out a sigh of relief and laid back under the quilt.

She reached out to turn off the light, but just as she touched the switch, she changed her mind and only slightly dimmed the light.

Lan Tian carefully looked around and made sure that there were no abnormalities in the room, before she finally settled down and closed her eyes.

——But unfortunately she didn’t have time to fall asleep again.

Tick Tick Tick

The sound of water droplets falling on the ground could be heard once again.

Lan Tian abruptly sat up on the bed.

Tick

Another drip.

This time she was able to locate the source of the sound.

A vase on the dressing table had cracked at some point; water was trickling out and had pooled on the table.

Lan Tian was struggling with depression and having been awakened by a leaking vase after struggling to fall asleep, made her feel extremely upset.

She resisted the impulse to smash the vase; she lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Lan Tian took a step forward.

“Plop!”

Unprepared, she stepped on something wet and slippery.

Lan Tian instinctively looked down.

She was startled to discover a pool of brilliant red, sticky liquid beneath her feet.

Although the light in the house was not too bright, the color and texture of the liquid would immediately remind people of the substance: “blood.”

Lan Tian opened her mouth to scream, but the sound was caught in her throat. Only a “hehe” sound left her mouth.

She instinctively retracted her feet, rubbed them and jumped onto bed, inevitably smearing the vivid red against the quilt.

“No, that’s not right!”

Lan Tian’s mind was in chaos. She cried and screamed.

“How can there be blood? How can there be blood here?”

Just then, her blood-stained bed dipped.

Lan Tian was startled when she felt the unexpected tugging force and nervously glanced in the direction the pressure was coming from.

——A hand had grasped a corner of her blanket and was slowly pulling it back inch by inch, exposing her to the cold air emitted by the air conditioner.

Lan Tian trembled like a brittle leaf.

She was terrified, as if under a petrification curse, she found herself unable to move, stiff as a statue on the bed. She could only open a pair tearful eyes and stare at the hand tugging at her blanket.

It was a woman’s hand.

The hand was slender and elegant, with no visible bony joints nor a limping wrist.

It would be a hand worth admiring; at this time, however, this beautiful and well-proportioned hand was entirely caked in mud and bloodstains.

“Woo—”

Lan Tian squeezed a desperate sob out of her throat.

Unfortunately, something that would make her fall even deeper into desperation was yet to come.

The hand was horrifying enough, but it wasn’t long before the other hand also climbed onto her quilt.

First two hands, then two arms and then a messy head.

Like toothpaste being squeezed out of a bottle, a woman squeezed herself out from under Lan Tian’s narrow bed, from a gap which couldn’t have been more than 10 cm in width— Like a spider: using both hands and feet, she crawled onto the bed bit by bit.

“Woo— no——”

Lan Tian was entirely paralyzed by fear. She was trapped on the bed and all her courage to escape had disappeared.

The woman climbed onto her body, stretched out hands covered with mud and blood and wrapped her fingers around Lan Tian’s neck.

Lan Tian opened her mouth like a fish out of water as she suffocated.

She wanted to beg for mercy, to apologize. She wanted to cry for help.

But she was incapable of uttering even a single syllable.

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At 3 a.m Bei Quan left Lan Tian’s villa side by side with Wei Fuyuan under the black umbrella.

“… Is it alright to leave the person there like this?”

Even after having walked for 20 meters, Wei Fuyuan still couldn’t help looking back at the big house behind him.

“It’s okay, we’re not responsible for taking care of her.”

Bei Quan didn’t even glance back.

“Tomorrow, the person who should be in charge will take care of her.”

Wei Fuyuan said, “Oh.”

After taking a few more steps forward, he asked again, “Why didn’t you just let me see Lan Tian’s memory? Why use such a circuitous method?”

Bei Quan glanced at his assistant, “I thought you hated looking into other people’s memories.”

Wei Fuyuan, “I don’t like it…”

The feeling of integrating into other people’s memories was really strange. The feeling that his whole body was soaking in some viscous liquid made him get goosebumps every time.

And, what Bei Quan needed him to see was usually not something pleasant.

Disregarding the first two postmortem experiences, even when he looked at ‘Yan Shuangshuang’ from the perspective of the prop master, he could not enjoy the pleasure of appreciating beautiful women. In retrospect, only the word “weird” could be used to describe the experience.

Even though he didn’t like to see it,? not needing to and not wanting to, were completely different.

Wei Fuyuan was unable to express his true feelings, so he merely wanted Bei Quan to find him valuable. He just wanted Bei Quan to rely on him as much as possible.

“…But it’s convenient to know.”

Young Master Wei gave himself a justifiable reason.

“Ha ha ha.”

Bei Quan laughed.

“We don’t currently know what role Lan Tian played in this case. Even if you want to check her memory, you wouldn’t know where to cut it. It’d be wasteful to make you go through everything she has experienced in the past few months.”

Bei Quan paused.

“So, I simply used the nightmare to scare her. After being frightened, her psychological defense will be sufficiently collapsed for us to find out what role she played.”

“Oh.”

Wei Fuyuan nodded.

“It turned out to be like this.”

The young master was satisfied, and the little tangle in his heart dispersed. He became energetic again.

Bei Quan glanced at Wei Fuyuan.

He thought in his heart, “If it was any ordinary person, they would have to lie in bed for most of the day after experiencing an out-of-body experience once. It is thanks to your eight-character, the golden light of merit and virtue, and your strong body, you can withstand me shooting your soul around, tossing it back and forth.”

——Besides, I might need to throw you around again later. Take it easy and save the opportunity for when I need it most.

Of course, Bei Quan felt that he didn’t have to say these words to Young Master Wei.

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After they left Lan Tian’s villa, they didn’t go back to Sāntúchuān and instead went to another place without stopping.

This time, their destination was Mingtai mountain on the outskirts of the city.

However, although Mingtai Mountain was called “Mountain”, it could really only be regarded as a hill in terms of height.

It was located in the eastern suburbs of Fèng Xīngchéng city. In ancient times, it was the site of the royal garden. Now it has been remodeled into a park. It was regarded as one of the less famous scenic spots around this historic, ancient city.

Wei Fuyuan drove and Bei Quan took the front passenger seat. It took them more than an hour to get to Mingtai Mountain.

They arrived very late into the night, and of course, the park wasn’t open.

Sharing the black umbrella, Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan swaggered in through the front door and walked to the back of Mingtai mountain according to the information Lan Tian had given them.

It was already 4:20 in the morning.

The back mountain of Mingtai mountain was very big. Bei Quan wanted to finish the task before dawn, so he released Su Ying to help.

The snow-white fox jumped into the night like a gust of wind and disappeared in a flash.

Fifteen minutes later, it returned and circled Bei Quan twice.

Bei Quan smiled at Wei Fuyuan.

“Found it.”

Su Ying led them to the north slope of a back mountain.

There were too many places to go to in Fèng Xīngchéng city.

Mingtai Mountain was not a well-known tourist attraction. Furthermore, all of the things to see and do here were focused on the front mountain, whereas the back mountain was generally a site where few people came, even on holidays.

Amongst the jagged pines and bushes, there was only a small pavilion on the north slope.

It was early morning, in a deserted Suburban Park, but a young woman was sitting at the small pavilion with blue tiles and red pillars.

At this time of the morning, a lonely girl was sitting in a broken pavilion on the hillside. Even people with a strong heart couldn’t help questioning, “What the hell?!”

When Wei Fuyuan saw her from a distance, he couldn’t help but shudder.

The scene was jarring; however, the woman in front of him was nothing like the ghosts he had seen in horror movies: dressed in white or red and disheveled.

The girl sitting in the pavilion was wearing a light cyan dress. She had long curly hair that had been combed back into a ponytail, and she looked clean and tidy from behind.

“Mo Yuqing!”

Bei Quan shouted.

The woman in the pavilion turned.

After seeing her face, Young Master Wei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

There was no doubt that the person in the pavilion was Mo Yuqing.

Like her image in the archives, Mo Yuqing was very beautiful.

Even in the dark with only dim road lights around. They could see that the other person was only wearing light make-up. She looked like a real beauty.

Mo Yuqing stared at Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan for a moment, then turned her head, as if she didn’t care about them.

Bei Quan wasn’t bothered by the girl’s indifference at all. He made his way to the pavilion and sat

“What are you doing here?”

Bei Quan asked.

Mo Yuqing turned her head and seemed to be seriously thinking about Bei Quan’s question.

“Well, I’m waiting for someone…”

She was silent for a minute before she answered softly.

As soon as Mo Yuqing spoke, Bei Quan and Wei Fuyuan both glanced at each other. Her voice was indeed the same as the Xiao Qing’s voice they had heard on the hotline.

“Is that so?”

Bei Quan asked with a smile.

“Who are you waiting for?”

Translator’s Note- We are nearing to the end of the 2nd arc (???) All the answers will be revealed soon.

Co-editor’s Rambles:

(? ?~ ?? ?°?)? Hello! Hello! Mreow here~

We are quite a few chapters into the , and I have yet to make an appearance!

Firstly, thank you for reading <3 <3 <3

Secondly… eek– why would you approach a lonely beauty in the middle of nowhere!? Haven’t these two ever seen a horror movie?? Little girls hanging about in the middle of the night are never any good! ( ? _ ? )