Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 350 - 348 Wang Zixuan

Chapter 350: Chapter 348 Wang Zixuan

"The phone sent messages on its own..." Wen Wen started to take this matter more seriously, as it sounded quite intriguing.

"It was because I occasionally noticed that message that I realized the situation might be related to this text message."

"So, I started tracking the source of the text message, and I found that among all the people who had forwarded this message, more than one had encountered incidents similar to Zixuan’s, and their messages were also sent after they got into trouble!"

Wen Wen frowned. If Wang Junyi’s words were true, then this was clearly a supernatural event. Why hadn’t the local Hunters Association taken any action?

Or did the local Hunters Association determine that this was not a supernatural event?

"Besides my father, have you sought help from anyone else?" Wen Wen asked after some thought.

"Of course, I have sought all possible help, but everyone just treated me like a lunatic; no one believed what I had experienced."

If he had just been quietly trying to solve his son’s problem, it would be understandable for the Hunters Association to ignore it. But he had made such a public effort to seek help; why was the Hunters Association still turning a blind eye?

Though puzzled, Wen Wen still could not take his word for it alone. He planned to personally verify the situation before deciding on a long-term plan.

"Leave your address. I will come to see you this afternoon."

Wang Junyi, realizing that Wen Wen was hinting at his departure, left his information and departed from Wenwen’s house.

After Wang Junyi had left, Wen Wen remained silent for a while, locked the door, bought two bouquets of fresh flowers from a florist, and then headed straight to the Lugang Cemetery to pay his respects to his parents.

This visit was both for paying respects and for verification.

He wanted to see if what Wang Junyi said was true.

On the way, Wen Wen felt conflicted. He had already known that returning home would not make him happy, yet he didn’t expect to receive news that would leave him so unsettled.

He hoped the coffin would be empty, as that would mean he was not alone in this world.

Yet he also faintly hoped his father had indeed died in that accident, because that would mean he had not been deceived by his father.

The driver, Three Cubs, sensing the intense aura emanating from Wen Wen, shrank slightly.

Arriving at the cemetery, Wen Wen placed the flowers on the graves, bowed respectfully, and after a moment of silence, his supernatural Inspiration spread out extensively.

As a superpower user, he did not need to open the coffin to verify whether there were any bodies inside; he only needed to spread his Inspiration to get the desired result. In the field of Inspiration, the presence or absence of a body felt distinctly different!

Moments later, Wen Wen opened his eyes, looking in astonishment at Wen Rui’s grave.

It was indeed empty!

This meant there was a high possibility that Wen Rui was still not dead or that after his death, someone had moved his body elsewhere.

Regardless of the possibility, Wen Wen was determined to investigate further!

He stood up, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

"First, I’ll deal with Wang Junyi’s family matter to see if I can find any related clues, then head to the Hunters Association..."

Having made up his mind, Wen Wen began using the Ranger Terminal to search for information about Wang Junyi’s son.

As long as the Rangers need it, the Federation’s nearly all ordinary people, as well as the vast majority of superpower users’ personal information are unconditionally open to Rangers, so Wen Wen could easily find the data he needed.

Regarding Wang Zixuan, there was only a record of him being unconscious for ten days. As for the various bizarre phenomena Wang Junyi described, there was no trace of them, and the incident of the phone automatically sending text messages was also not recorded.

"If what Wang Junyi says is true, this is a significant oversight by the Lugang City Association..."

However, Wen Wen could understand such an oversight.

He knew how complicated the work of a basic Demon Hunter squad could be; cases like this, where someone just falls into a coma for ten days without any casualties, were normally not given much attention.

But to have no record at all was unacceptable.

Following the clues provided by Wang Junyi, he checked the previous two cases related to the SMS accidents and, unsurprisingly, found that they had also not been recorded.

Wen Wen frowned and began to sift through the data, eventually finding that although the superpower-related deaths in Lu Gang City were similar to other cities,

there were a significant number of accidental deaths and intentional homicides by ordinary people, especially starting a few months ago, the numbers had increased.

Each case looked normal on its own, as if the people here were just unlucky, but the sheer number was problematic.

This reminded Wen Wen of those people in white he had encountered in Furong River City; these so-called "accidents" seemed to resemble their methods somewhat.

He stood up, looked at the address Wang Junyi had left, and walked out of the cemetery.

What was really going on would ultimately require him to take a trip there himself.

...

"Dinner’s ready, Zixuan."

Yu Hui tenderly looked at her son, who was already in his twenties, caring for him as if he were a baby.

It had been three years since the incident. Initially, Wang Junyi was rational while she fell into despair, but as time went on, Wang Junyi became more irritable each year, and she, in turn, became gentler.

Regardless, Wang Zixuan was her son.

The pale-faced Wang Zixuan sat woodenly at the dining table, his eyes dull as he picked up his bowl and seemed to force down some food.

Then, his eyes shifted around chaotically, his foot seemed to step on something, and he began to laugh creepily. He bent down and picked it up—it was a centipede as thick as a thumb!

Then, right in front of Yu Hui, Wang Zixuan swallowed the centipede alive!

The centipede struggled powerfully in his mouth, its noxious bodily fluids smeared around Wang Zixuan’s lips, but he ate happily.

Yu Hui picked up a tissue to wipe his mouth and smiled, watching her son eat with gusto, which was one of the happiest things for a mother.

Initially, when Wang Zixuan did things like this, he would do it behind Yu Hui’s back, sometimes startling her when she discovered it.

But gradually, Wang Zixuan seemed to treat his abnormal behavior as normal, and as long as there were no strangers at home, his behavior remained horrifying.

Now, no matter what he did, Yu Hui had gotten used to it.

Wang Junyi pushed the door open and entered, seeing this scene made the veins on his forehead bulge.

"You’re doing this again, you don’t have to treat him this way, he’s not our son now!"

Yu Hui said calmly, "Otherwise, what? Should we tie him up? Or send him to a mental hospital? You said you could bring our son back, but it’s already been three years."

Wang Junyi said in a deep voice, "This time it’s different, I found Detective Wen’s son, and he said he has a way to help us."

"You always say that." Yu Hui was unmoved.

"Please be rational!" Wang Junyi exclaimed, Wang Zixuan’s situation did not make him despair, but his wife’s gradual numbness made him feel like a powder keg.

He was just about to explode when he saw Wang Zixuan staring straight at him, and he forcefully suppressed his anger.

Wang Junyi knew very well that Wang Zixuan wasn’t just abnormal in appearance—his abilities were also abnormal, and blindly getting angry around him could lead to terrible consequences.