Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 381 - 309 Father

Chapter 381: Chapter 309 Father

Based on the young man’s past reincarnation experiences, he would only reincarnate to the point in time ten years before the doomsday catastrophe after he’d died.

So, since he had reincarnated once again, he understood that he died that very night.

"Why? Was it because I knew Lin Xing’s secret of time reversal? So, was I killed by him?"

Recalling Lin Xing, who was still in elementary school, the young man was somewhat uncertain.

Thus, in this life, he repeated the same actions of his previous life, earning money, waiting, and getting close to Lin Xing... Time marched on to the night when Lin Xing told him about his ability to reverse time.

However, this time he did not fall asleep. Instead, he’d placed three surveillance cameras in his room and watched the monitor feed from under his blanket on his phone.

As time ticked away second by second, he patiently observed the scenes in the lenses, but the unchanged footage gradually brought drowsiness upon him.

"I should have known to drink more coffee."

"Miscalculated."

"Should I get up and have a few cups now?"

As he debated whether to get up for coffee, suddenly a shadow emerged on the phone screen.

His heart jolted, "Where did this shadow come from?"

He was certain he had been watching the screen continuously; no one had come in through the window or the door.

He hurriedly switched to another lens to see the person’s face head-on.

Under the night vision lens, their face appeared somewhat blurred, but he still recognized the identity of the individual immediately.

"Lin Xing’s father?"

The next moment, the young man’s consciousness plunged back into darkness.

...

Reincarnated again.

The same scene he had last seen still echoed in the young man’s mind.

"Lin Xing’s father?"

"To be able to kill me instantly, and appear directly in my room, does he also possess some kind of supernatural power?"

Regarding Lin Xing’s parents, he suddenly realized that he had never paid much attention to them, as if they’d been just a pair of simple symbols, ones he subconsciously overlooked.

Only after he began to pay attention to them did he discover he knew nothing about Lin Xing’s parents.

What were their names? What did they do for work? How old were they? Where were they from? What was their personality like? What were their hobbies...? He knew absolutely nothing.

Logically, if he wanted to uncover the secrets surrounding Lin Xing, how could he possibly not know anything about Lin Xing’s parents?

With doubts in his heart, he began planning for this life.

The first half-year was still spent earning money, and after he had earned the final sum, he shifted his investigative focus to Lin Xing’s parents.

However, after spending a vast amount of time and effort, he found no relevant information.

"I still know too little about Lin Xing’s parents."

So he waited until the family of three moved into the community, which finally gave the young man an opportunity to start getting to know them.

And this time, in addition to getting close to Lin Xing, he devoted most of his time to learning about Lin Xing’s parents.

First was Lin Xing’s mother.

At first, the young man just observed her from a distance and found that the full-time housewife’s daily life was extremely monotonous, always just grocery shopping, cooking, and doing housework, seemingly without any interests or social life of her own.

Under his scrutiny, it became apparent that there was a fixed pattern to the groceries she bought seven days a week, her clothing was always meticulous, even the time she left the house daily was without any discrepancy.

And as for the neighbors in the community, the woman always kept everyone at arm’s length, as unapproachable as an iceberg.

Finally, one day, while she was out, he climbed from the balcony of the apartment he had rented next door into Lin Xing’s house and secretly installed a camera.

Watching her every move in the house through the camera, he soon witnessed a strange scene.

After finishing the housework, the woman would sit in the chair like a statue, completely motionless.

Observing the woman in the camera, he watched her remain motionless for a full four hours, not even blinking once, feeling a chill surge in his heart.

"This thing... it just can’t be human."

But he couldn’t glean any more information from the impenetrable woman, so he turned his attention to Lin Xing’s father, the man who had killed him.

He began to follow him, noting his every workday and daily routine.

"Every day it’s the same routine, no overtime, no socializing, he seems polite but always keeps people at a distance."

"This man is certainly strange as well."

"However, only when he is with Lin Xing does he seem human."

He stared at the screen and saw the father embrace Lin Xing in the camera, speaking gently, "Lin Xing, remember what I’m about to tell you."

"You must obey the law, never commit any crimes..."

Watching this scene, the youth revealed a puzzled expression, thinking, "Aside from those odd aspects, Lin Xing and his father really could be considered good people. Why then did Lin Xing suddenly become a murderer?"

He thought to himself, "This father has been instructing Lin Xing not to break the law from such a young age? Perhaps he knows something?"

After observing for a long time, seeing the programmatic life of Lin Xing’s parents every day, he felt he couldn’t get any further information with his current methods.

Just as he was contemplating whether to use more drastic measures, such as confronting them directly, spreading the videos, or stealing their personal information...

At that moment, he watched Lin Xing return to his room to do homework, watched his mother sit motionless like a statue in her chair, watched as Lin Xing’s father slowly approached the mirror.

The next instant, to his astonishment, Lin Xing’s father began to peel off his face.

He peeled it away like layers of man-made skin and flesh, revealing a completely different face beneath, a face that was Lin Xing’s.

The youth watched in shock as Lin Xing’s father, after removing his mask, revealed a face that looked strikingly similar to Lin Xing’s.

The only difference was that this face appeared more mature and weathered.

"Do the father and son look alike?"

"But even if they do, why hide one’s own appearance?"

Questions piled upon questions in the young man’s mind, when suddenly, a daunting speculation flashed through his brain like lightning.

"Lin Xing’s father once killed me using inexplicable means."

"He also looks extremely similar to Lin Xing..."

"Could it be... is it possible that the one who will bring about the apocalypse, the one who will slaughter billions of people, isn’t Lin Xing but his father?"

As this thought materialized in his mind, his heart started to pound wildly.

Watching the man in the camera take out a new mask to cover his face and once again conceal his true appearance, the more the youth thought, the more he believed his speculation might be true.