Thriller Zone: From the Mental Hospital to the Ghostly World

After a long discussion, they also talked about the "end of the world".

With the Yuhe River now flowing abundantly, the "doomsday" can only happen in the future.

Chen Yuetan speculated:

Modern murals are a warning before the "end of the world".

Or rather, it's a major event.

A boy is boating on the Yu River.

In the excavated grave, there was a large and a small figure; a boy and a boy with graying hair. Both were blurry figures from behind.

Someone placed flowers in front of the tombstone.

Yu Tianrong has disappeared, and there are currently no clues about the other pictures. The only thing that everyone knows is the train derailment incident.

If this were to happen in reality, such a serious accident would certainly make the news.

However, it has not happened yet.

Speaking of the news, Chen Ji suddenly remembered the post he had made about the Chuncheng murder case.

I posted more than a dozen of them at the time, but they were all censored. Before I went to the tomb, only one remained on a local forum.

He checked his phone and was somewhat surprised.

Surprisingly, the last post is still standing and hasn't been deleted!

There was even an extra reply:

[2L: User 89237]

This is a newly registered account with the initial profile picture and no history. The IP address is in Yunnan.

Oh, and besides that...

Go here; it might be helpful for your research :)

Yu'an Lake Cemetery, Wuhua District, Chuncheng City

cemetery?

Chen Ji was taken aback. Whose grave was inside?

Auxiliary police officer Luo Lin? His son Luo Han?

Or were they victims back then?

He tried to send a private message to the person who replied, only to find that the person had been banned.

After looking at the person's reply again, Chen Ji guessed that there should have been two replies, but one was deleted.

That is, the original post on the first floor may have contained sensitive words, triggering automatic deletion.

After taking a screenshot of the comment, Chen Ji searched for the address and planned to visit it after returning to Chuncheng the next day.

.....

the next day.

Chen Ji sat on the high-speed train, idly reading an e-book.

After the Ghost Forest incident, Chen Yuetan told him a few book titles and asked him to study them.

They are divided into three main categories:

Folk legend.

Taboos related to ghosts and spirits.

Wedding and funeral customs.

"Most of them are useless, but some unorthodox methods might save your life in a critical moment."

Chen Yuetan looked out the car window and said lazily:

"Some people believe this, and once people believe it, they unconsciously bind themselves to it; even if they become ghosts, they won't change."

"There are also some general taboos, such as black cats not being put in the coffin and red not being used for funeral clothes. You can see for yourself."

Chen Ji seemed to be deep in thought.

He watched for a while longer, gradually becoming engrossed, as knowledge entered his mind in a way that sent chills down his spine.

Chen Yuetan gazed out the window at the scenery of southern Yunnan.

The city of colorful clouds boasts magnificent and beautiful scenery, allowing one to forget all their worries.

Wusu leaned against the windowsill, staring blankly at the clouds drifting across the sky.

drip.

Chen Yuetan paused for a moment before turning on his phone.

He glanced at the text message, got up, and walked to the connecting area between the carriages.

A minute later, a phone call came in.

Chen Yuetan answered the call.

"..."

He didn't speak.

It was very quiet on the other end of the phone, so quiet that even the other person's slight breathing could be clearly heard.

"...Brother Chen."

The voice on the other end said softly, "Are you still angry with me because of your nephew?"

"No."

Chen Yuetan's answer was concise, and he went straight to asking the next question.

Is Wang Chao the founder of the company?

The male voice on the other end paused for a moment, then hummed in response.

Chen Yuetan: "Did he recruit you?"

"That's it."

Chen Yuetan: "When?"

There was no answer.

Chen Yuetan's tone became more serious, and he repeated the question once more.

When did he recruit you?

After a brief silence, the person on the other end replied, "At the end of 2017... after leaving the domain."

Chen Yuetan: "Okay."

He made no comment, glanced at his watch, and said briefly:

"I'm going back to Tianhai next week. I want to see you."

"old place."

He seemed to need no answer and was about to hang up when he heard a faint laugh from the other end, followed by the word:

"Happy New Year, it's the eighth year... Captain."

“…”

Chen Yuetan: "Happy New Year."

“A-Yang”.

same moment.

Yanjing.

In the dimly lit office, Yang Yu's thin figure was shrouded in shadow.

He stared blankly at the photo frame on the table.

On the yellowed photograph, two lines of text reflected the faint light:

[Team 1 of the 13th Division—The strongest team in the entire river!]

[Ah Yang, Qianqian, when can we attend your wedding?]

This photo was taken many years ago on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

Today is also the second day of the Lunar New Year.

In the tomb-like silence of the room, only the endless echo of Chen Yuetan's hanging-up reminder remained.

"Dudududu..."

...

[Dududu——]

Ladies and gentlemen, we are approaching Dali Station. Please proceed to the front door of the carriage to disembark...

An announcement came over the loudspeaker, and the train gradually slowed down.

Until it comes to a complete stop.

As the train doors opened, many passengers jostled each other, pulling their suitcases as they squeezed out of the carriage.

Some people stood on the platform, looking around blankly, while others walked straight toward the exit with determined eyes.

The carriage suddenly became empty.

The sound of footsteps rang out, and Chen Ji, carrying Wusu, walked over helplessly.

"Uncle, Wusu is insisting that you go back."

Chen Yuetan smiled, patted Chen Ji on the shoulder, and said softly:

"I got a phone call."

"Let's go, we'll be in Kunming in a little over an hour."

Passengers came and went on the platform. He glanced one last time at the train door, then turned and walked toward his seat.

Behind them, a new wave of passengers boarded the train excitedly, making a ruckus and crowding the entire carriage.

They might leave at the next stop, or perhaps they'll stay with Chen Yuetan...

I rode all the way to the final stop.

.....

Upon arriving in Kunming, the three planned to rest there for a few days before returning to Tianhai.

The next day, Chen Ji set off for Yu'an Lake Cemetery.

The person who replied did not give him a specific location. Chen Ji, with his hands in his pockets, strolled slowly past the tombstones as if taking a walk.

The bleak winter wind blew through his hair, making the flyers in Chen Ji's hand rustle loudly.

"Put into use in 1991, nestled against the mountains and beside the water, in a serene and elegant environment..."

This cemetery has a long history and covers a large area.

Chen Ji looked around.

It was the first month of the lunar calendar, and there weren't many people visiting the cemetery, making it seem rather desolate.

He calculated the year and headed towards the back of the mountain.

The further in you go, the older the graves become, and many have long been neglected, even those with expensive tombstones.

Soon, he found the cemetery from 2011 and was taken aback.

Among a row of dusty tombstones, there is a conspicuous stone, which clearly shows that it was thoroughly cleaned up recently.

Pure white and flawless.

Moreover, among the entire row of monuments, only this one had a bouquet of flowers placed in front of it.

A strange feeling suddenly rose in Chen Ji's heart, and he thought of the mural in the tomb.

Involuntarily, his steps suddenly became lighter, and he slowly walked to the pure white tombstone.

It had indeed been cleaned.

There wasn't a single weed around.

There was only a bunch of pale pink carnations, their petals slightly dried by the wind; judging by the time, they had been here for no more than a month.

The moment Chen Ji saw the bouquet of flowers, his breath caught in his throat for a second.

Carnations, and this monument...

It is exactly the same as the one in the mural.

His gaze stiffened as he looked up, and the moment he saw the photo on the tombstone, his pupils suddenly contracted!

Chen Ji's mind went blank for a moment!

The tombstone bears a simple ID photo.

A woman nearing forty smiled slightly, her eyes filled with pride.

She was wearing a navy blue uniform with an auxiliary police badge pinned to her shoulder.

The caption below the photo reads:

【Luo Lin】

[June 1972.06 - January 2012.01]

Fearless Heroes

The Best Mom

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We're entering the realm tomorrow, and I'm already trying to speed up the storyline as much as possible!