Chapter 59: The Mysterious Ca (1/2)

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I gradually regained my consciousness. The first thing I saw was a dark room. It was still the scene of the murders. The tables and chairs that have just been set up have all been overturned, and they are exactly the same as we saw when we came! The phone I used to put on the table fell to a corner, but it was still shining a light.

Huang Xiaotao was on the ground. The mask fell off her face and was on the floor beside her. She was coughing violently and a stream of clear saliva flowed out of her mouth.

I noticed that there were two shoe prints on her abdomen, one from me and one from Wang Yuanchao.

There were a lot of bloody scratches on my arm, and my mouth was burning with pain. Wang Yuanchao’s punch had been so strong that I lost a tooth, and my gum was still bleeding.

I was angry at him for this at first, but then realized that if he hadn’t been that violent, Huang Xiaotao and I would not be able to wake up and we would continue to be trapped in this hallucination. We might even end up hurting each other seriously. It was like we were both possessed by the devil back there…

Huang Xiaotao suddenly yelled out my name. I panicked and wondered if she was still hallucinating.

“Song Yang! That was horrible! What a horrible scene!”

She walked towards me and held me tightly. Her hug was so forceful that she almost suffocated me. I could feel her warm tears falling onto my neck. Although her pair of D-cup breasts were pressed against my chest, my emotions were in disarray at the time, so I didn’t appreciate the moment as much as I should have.

I hugged her back. Huang Xiaotao’s soft body shivered in my arms, but later I discovered that I was shaking even more than her!

Fortunately, a hug could really make people feel better—much better than any medicine. Gradually, we calmed down and slowly broke away from our hug. Huang Xiaotao tried to wipe her tears with the back of her hands, so Wang Yuanchao handed her a Kleenex.

Huang Xiaotao always had a bright and charming personality every time I saw her. I had never seen her like this before. Tears were streaming from her beautiful eyes, yet somehow, I thought she never looked cuter, and I couldn’t help but stare longingly at her. My heart leapt wildly. This was a feeling that I’d never experienced before!

Huang Xiaotao noticed me staring at her. Suddenly, she hit my chest with her fist in anger.

“What the hell were you trying to do, Song Yang?” she yelled. “I could’ve died of fright!”

Her loud voice woke me up from my daze.

“You can’t blame me for this,” I said, “I followed a recipe written in the book.”

“What recipe?” asked Huang Xiaotao.

I picked up the mask that fell on the ground and looked at it. “Do you still remember the concoction I made in the lab this afternoon? The recipe was written in the book. It says that this medicine can evoke emotions. But in fact, it’s a hallucinogenic drug!”

“Bastard, you nearly scared me to death you know?” Huang Xiaotao violently grabbed the mask in my hand and threw it to a corner of the room.

I cursed under my breath and vowed never to use this Murder Reenactment technique ever again!

At that time, I really thought that it was my ancestor’s fault. But when I went back and flipped the book later, I found out that the name of this concoction was called Dream Entry, and the note behind it described how it could make you enter into a dream state while still awake. I had previously misunderstood the sentence to mean evoking emotions, when in fact it was a warning that said the concoction will make you hallucinate! I guess I had to brush up on my Classical Chinese knowledge.

Apart from that, I even made another stupid mistake, which was to mix in the herbs at a wrong dose. I was lucky there had been no irreversible damage! All in all, I was the one solely to be blamed in this matter.

But there was something else that I could never have anticipated that happened that night. The incident formed a bond between me and Huang Xiaotao that I was ever so grateful for. Many years later, I would look back at this incident and thank my ancestor who invented the Murder Reenactment Technique, because it brought Huang Xiaotao and I together—but that’s a story for another time.

I asked Wang Yuanchao what had just happened. He explained that when Huang Xiaotao and I started pretending to chat and eat together, we seemed like a real couple. Then, after I suddenly said that I had a headache, we started to quarrel with each other.

Wang Yuanchao was very hesitant to stop us at the time. He didn’t know if he should wake us up. But the longer we fought, the more serious the fight became, until finally he felt he must jump in and forcibly wake us up.

I was forever grateful that we didn’t all wore the mask. If that had been the case, the three of us might lie dead here with the masks still on our faces, and forever recorded in the police archive as a case that can never be broken.

Huang Xiaotao had calmed down by now. She asked me, “Did you hear a strange voice back then?”