Chapter 242 - You Are My Next Story (1/2)

Translator: Lonelytree  Editor: Millman97

“Even you don’t know who the chairperson is?” Chen Ge thought he could use this question to identify Wu Fei or Patient 10, but he did not expect this answer.

“Everyone wears a mask and has the same black robe on. Even if the people underneath the masks change, we won’t be able to tell.” The first man on the left pointed to himself. “I’m No. 1. Here, your number is more important than your name. If you do not wish to be replaced, you’d better be on full alert.”

His words were meant for No. 12. The woman’s voice was unique, and her story had exposed her husband’s surname and many details about her life. If one wanted to, one could definitely identify her.

Since Chen Ge had heard her voice before, he was fairly sure he knew who she was. To be fair, Chen Ge did not expect the famed DJ to be such an individual.

“The society doesn’t have any other rules except the need to prepare enough ghost stories.” The man’s voice turned chilly. “When the three of you finish telling three stories, we will try our best to complete your wish. Then, it’s your choice to stay or leave.”

“No. 1 has explained everything you need to know.” The man on the right snapped his finger. “Dinner will be served soon, and after that, you’re free to leave.”

Dinner? Chen Ge was suspicious but did not ask. The room thus fell to silence. About half an hour later, there were footsteps in the corridor. The door was pushed open, and the birdman who poked his head in had obvious scratch marks on his neck. “There was an accident, so we might need a little more time.”

“No worry, after all, there’s still quite a long time until sunrise.” The first man on the right glanced at the three new members. “You might not be used to this since it’s your first time, but it’ll get better.”

When he finished, No. 10, who liked Chen Ge’s mask, said, “If you’re in a hurry, you can choose to leave first.”

When he said so, all the other black robes did not say anything, but it seemed like they did not understand why he would say that.

“In that case, I’ll skip the need. I need to rush to find new ghost stories.” No. 11 seemed the most normal among everyone there. He was not used to dealing with these mad people. If not to evade the police, he would not have attended the gathering. The men at the table did not say anything but waved their hands. Their gazes were locked onto No. 10. That day, No. 10 had been acting rather curiously.

Chen Ge had more things he needed to find out about the ghost stories society, and the blood lines in his shadows only needed one or two minutes before they finished knitting. It would be such a waste if he just leaves like that. From how he saw it, since they were all gathered together, it was the perfect chance to round them up in one go!

The chairperson was one of the ten, but they themselves did not know who the chairperson was. In this case, the simple solution would be to deal with all of them.

“Goodbye, we’ll meet again next Wednesday.” The second new member immediately rushed out. The birdman was still standing at the door, his pair of eyes following the man like he was eyeing a piece of meat.

“Will you two be leaving as well?” No. 10 asked Chen Ge and the woman.

“I’m curious about the food served here.” For the first time, there was emotion in the woman’s tone; she sounded excited. “I’ll stay.”

There was sound of running coming from the corridor. No. 11 was close to the elevator.

“I have an emergency, see you again next Wednesday.” Chen Ge walked out of the room. When he passed the birdman, he smelled a faint hint of blood.

“I’m surprised you could walk out alive.” The birdman’s voice was hiding surprise and perplexity.

“There will more surprises in store for you in the future.” Chen Ge smiled at him, the skin mask looked especially scary.