Zongman: Unknowingly trapped in the hatchet

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Saturday.

In the slightly lonely air, an emotionless electronic female voice played in a loop.

"The call you dialed is currently unanswered..."

It's like this again, what's going on?

On the first day that she got the phone number from Shizuka Hiratsuka, Yukino failed to call it.

She even suspected that Shizuka Hiratsuka was playing a trick on her.

But there is no reason for this and it is completely unreasonable.

The most important thing is that Yukino initially tried to contact the other party using things like Line.

But without exception, all failed.

Now these eleven digits seem to be all the hope.

Yukino looked at these unfamiliar numbers with her lower lip tightly pursed, looking more like she was in a daze.

The blue light from the electronic screen reflected in the girl's ice-blue eyes.

I hit him seven times on the first day and ten times on the second day…

Is it that you simply don't want to answer the call, or are you in some trouble and have no solution?

Both of these situations... are terrible.

"Hey, my stupid sister, who are you secretly calling?"

"I was calling you from the door but it kept showing as busy. Luckily I just remembered that I have the key to your house."

Perhaps because she has become more aware of what she wants to cherish, even though Haruno has become the head of the Yukinoshita family, she has recently maintained the frequency of meeting her sister once a week.

"Sister?" Xue No was stunned for a moment, then turned around and found that it was Yang No. She realized belatedly and said, "Sorry, I didn't notice, but you can just come in next time. After all, we are a family..."

"Ah~ I worked so hard just to hear something like this~"

Yang Nai stretched her body with her hands toward the sky, but it looked more like cheering.

Then the middle-aged man sat on the sofa like a useless man and asked casually:

"So you're not calling Su Qing?"

"...What weird thing did you put in my hand?" After a short silence, Yukino pretended to flip the phone.

Technology is so advanced nowadays, it’s hard to say whether it really exists.

Yang Na knew it was a joke, but didn't take it seriously, and just crossed his legs and continued.

"I heard from Teacher Xiaojing that the guy dropped out of school and returned to the mainland, right?"

"Um……"

Yukino didn't expect her sister to know so much, or to be so concerned?

Obviously, the other party has already graduated, and now as the head of the family, he has a lot of things to do.

"Well, logically speaking this is a good thing." Yang Nai smiled inexplicably.

"?"

Yukino came over and sat opposite Yangno, frowning and asking in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"You have to know that I, your sister, have been following my mother to participate in this and that since I was a child. I am considered to be very knowledgeable and have seen a lot of people."

Yang No's tone was flat, she was not showing off, and the two sisters did not have any rift between them because of who Yukinoshita Ryono valued more.

Then, she suddenly changed the subject, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she stopped crossing her legs, as if she was very afraid of what she was going to say next.

"But that guy... My first impression of him was that he was extremely strange. Don't you have this feeling when you are together?"

"Su Qing, you don't seem like a human being most of the time..."

Yang Nai couldn't help but recall every moment she spent with Su Qing, especially the almost wizard-like bewitching...

All of this made her shiver uncontrollably.

This was the first time that Yang Noi failed to understand someone.

That's why she said Su Qing didn't look like a human.

"Sister." Xueno called softly.

"Hmm?" Yang Noi reacted and looked over, and found that Yukino was looking at her very seriously with her deep blue eyes.

"You are a very good sister to me. But Su Qing is also a very good... friend to me."

She paused and continued.

"So please don't say such things anymore."

"We are very good friends, why can't I even get through on the phone now?"

Yang No narrowed his eyes, and as always, a dangerous light shone directly on Yukino's face.

If possible, Yang No didn't want to communicate with Yukino in this way.

But her mother hardly ever took care of Yukino. As an elder sister is like a mother, she was really afraid that Yukino would be kidnapped by a little yellow-haired boy on an electric scooter as joked on the Internet.

Of course this is just a metaphor.

Because if that kind of guy targeted Yukino, Haruno would have had her bodyguards beat him to death long ago.

The atmosphere was frozen and Yukino seemed speechless.

Yang sighed softly.

The faint light refracted through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the floor, making the room slightly cooler.

The window screen swayed gently, and the winter wind rushed in through the gaps in the window.

Xueno suddenly spoke:

"This doesn't mean anything. In other words, it's because we are good friends and our relationship is close to a certain extent that conflicts and misunderstandings arise like now."

"so."

"Some things cannot be left unsaid."

Yang Nai looked up in surprise and found that the girl opposite her had eyes full of ice-blue light.

There is not a single gap to be seen.

Afterwards, she smiled softly, her tone full of relief and pride:

"Then call more. If you still can't answer, I'll take you to meet him offline. Teacher Xiaojing must have his household registration information anyway."

"If all else fails, we can take this number to the mainland to find the police and say we are Su Qing's long-lost fiancée~"

"Say, what are you talking about, sister!"

"Hehe~ You're wrong, we're good friends~"

……

Mainland, Rongcheng.

In a rental house.

It was broad daylight, but strangely there was no sunlight in the house.

This is an illusion rejected by the human world, and even the sun ignores it.

The owner seemed to have gone out very far, so the lights were not on.

Various pieces of furniture were also covered in dust.

The lifeless place has become a paradise for spiders to weave their webs.

"Yes, is there anyone?"

The door opened a tiny gap, and the intermediary man came here again.

Logically speaking, the tenants have already signed the contract, and he, as the agent, should just walk away and not get involved.

But out of curiosity, he privately went to the house next door to ask about the situation of this room.

"Huh? There's someone living across from me? How is that possible? The lights are not turned on at night, and I never see anyone there normally."

The familiar customer rolled his eyes at him and asked back in an incredulous tone.

How could there be no one?

What kind of good person would rent a house and not come back to live in it if he has nothing to do? Is he free?

The agent was nervous.

Could it be that the young man is committing suicide?

Once the seed of speculation is planted, a towering tree will grow.

That’s right, he must be trying to commit suicide, otherwise why would he suddenly agree to rent a house when I mentioned that there was no light?

Damn it, damn it, please don’t die here. If this house becomes a haunted place, the owner will only blame me for not knowing how to judge people.

How can you survive in this industry if you even treat people who are seeking suicide as your clients?

With this thought in mind, the agent looked at the bottomless darkness in the door crack and felt a surge of courage in his heart.

"Hey handsome, are you home?"

"Haha... Don't worry, I'm not a thief. In fact, our company is having an event and we'll give you a better room for free. Don't worry, you don't have to pay a penny for breach of contract or anything like that. We'll even help you move for free!"

No one responded, only dead silence.

The agent's heart skipped a beat, and for a moment he didn't know whether he was really lying inside or had left.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally opened the door a little wider, then bravely put in a leg, then an arm, then his head...

Only after he had completely entered the room did he start to lie on the wall and grope for the switch.

Damn, why is this house so dark, like a haunted house?

Was it like this before?

The fucking designer designed the lighting with his feet, damn, I might as well earn that money.

At least I remembered to leave two windows when I built the matchhouse.

The agent could only greet the designer in his heart to ease his mood.

But he was not a fool, he also felt something was wrong.

It's broad daylight now. No matter how bad the lighting is, it can't be this dark.

Squeak.

Squeak.

In the darkness, it seemed as if an invisible hand reached out and pushed the door little by little.

Then, with a bang!

The door is closed.

What are you doing? ?

The agent was nervous and his hands moved more and more hurriedly, but he couldn't find the power switch.

Damn, it's right here, why can't I press the switch?!

The agent's grades were not very good when he was in school, but he was still able to go to school and receive an education.

I have never believed in demons and monsters.

But now that he was shrouded in darkness, he began to panic.

The agent did not dare to stop and began frantically groping for the switch on the wall.

Time passed in dead silence, but darkness was like an invisible beast devouring his heart.

Can't find it? Can't find it!

"Brother. Are you home? Can you please answer my call?"

The agent's voice floated around the room like a ghost.

Sudden.

Ding bell——ding bell——

A faint light flickered wherever the naked eye could see.

It's a mobile phone!

Very good!

The agent was ecstatic because he could find the switch by looking at the phone screen now that he had a mobile phone.

Haha, God will not let me die!

Uh……

Wait? A cell phone, right?

The agent's expression instantly fell, and he took out his cell phone from his pocket expressionlessly and turned on the flashlight.

Click.

The world suddenly became clear.

Sorry, I'm just stupid.

The agent was confused, but he still turned on the light immediately.

As soon as the light was turned on, the darkness disappeared without a trace.

I looked left and right, but couldn't find the young man who was the original tenant.

At this time, the phone not far away was still vibrating.

Uh, how about answering it yourself?

Having just been frightened and driven by curiosity, the agent picked up the phone without thinking much and looked at the screen.

"Hey... this phone number isn't from mainland China? There's no note..."

The agent frowned.

Could this be an overseas scam?

Well, it’s very likely. Then don’t answer it and just get out of this damn place as soon as possible.

pat!

It was as if a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Brother, stop making trouble."

The agent replied subconsciously, but he reacted quickly and turned his head defenselessly, only to see a pale face.

The face had dark eyes that were staring at him motionlessly, and its throat was rolling, making a hoarse sound like someone sharpening a knife:

"Yes, food?"

"Ghost ghost..."