Weird Rules Rumor: At The Beginning, He Insisted That He Was Not Dead
Chapter 189: Landen Detective Agency (17)

【Don't focus all your attention on the crime scene details. Don't get carried away by them. Remember that other places might be more important.】

Don't get carried away...

Chen Hong repeated this rule three times to ensure it was firmly etched in his memory, then put away his notebook and stepped closer.

The closer he approached the cordoned-off area, the stronger the smell of blood became. This was abnormala person had died several days ago, and the scent shouldn't be this potent.

Chen Hong, suppressing his nausea, lifted the tape and stepped inside. His gaze immediately fell upon the white outlines on the floor.

The victim's posture was extremely bizarre, as if the body had been folded and discarded on the ground. In a pool of blood, their finger pointed towards something.

Chen Hong followed the direction of the finger with his gaze and saw that it was pointing to the last seat in the first row.

There was a person sitting there!

Whoosh!

Chen Hong's brain instantly shut down. How could there be a person here?

In the middle of the night, in a closed cinema, in the hall where a murder occurred, there's a person sitting there?!

【Damn, I'm shocked, my hair's standing on end! How can there be a person here?!】

【That's it, the streamer immediately broke the rule. He shouldn't have focused on the crime scene; he should have paid attention to other details!】

【Chen Hong used to be calm, but sometimes he loses his composure and misses key clues in the details. It's the same now.】

【He's made it this far thanks to luck, but it can't be denied that he's very smart in his own right. It's just that if he doesn't get rid of this habit, he'll eventually perish in a dungeon.】

【What to do now? Will the streamer die here?】

【Unlikely. Since the creature didn't attack immediately, there must be some trigger that hasn't activated yet. Now everything depends on his actions.】

In the stream chat, the viewers were also in shock.

In the empty cinema hall, a person suddenly appeared in a seat. Anyone would get goosebumps.

Chen Hong's heart pounded wildly. He swallowed and tried to make out the figure in the seat.

But the flashlight's beam didn't helpit was still just a shadow, and it was impossible to discern anything.

After a moment of thought, he took out a Voodoo Doll and slowly walked forward.

The Voodoo Doll could save him once. Even if something went wrong, he would survive.

This was his trump card, the main reason he decided to come here at night.

Since the strange shadow didn't attack immediately, there was still a chance to fix things.

He wanted to approach and see what it was.

Chen Hong cautiously approached. As he drew nearer, the shadow finally became clearer.

But when he made out what it was, his pupils constricted, and his heart nearly stopped!

Whoosh~! Whoosh~! Whoosh~!

Chen Hong's breathing quickened, his eyes bloodshot. A young man in a jacket sat in the seat.

His face looked perfectly normal, even healthier than Chen Hong's own. But he shouldn't have been here, and he certainly shouldn't have looked so normal!

He was the victim of this murder!

Chen Hong remembered clearlyearlier in the day, his boss had shown him a photo of the victim. And this young man in the seat was an exact copy of the one lying on the floor!

"No... no... this isn't right..." Chen Hong whispered, his voice so faint that even he could barely hear it. His lips trembled as if in a fever.

He quickly pulled out his notebook and extracted the photograph tucked between its pages. It was a photo from the crime scene.

In the photo, the young man lay on the floor, his body twisted into a strange pose. One hand rested on his chest, while the other pointed to the side.

Bam!

Suddenly, a sound reached Chen Hong's ears.

He instantly raised his head and looked at the last seat in the first row. The young man was still sitting there, nothing had changed.

Whoosh~!

Chen Hong sighed in relief, his heart calming slightly. Perhaps that strange sound was just his imagination.

He looked at the photo in his hands again. The young man was still lying in the same pose, but this time his eyes were open, and he was looking directly at Chen Hong...

Truth.

If he had a choice, Chen Hong would never again go to a crime scene alone at night. He'd rather have called his boss.

Staring at the photo, where the young man now gazed at him with open eyes, Chen Hong remained impassive, his breathing nearly halted.

In the next moment, he spun around and sprinted towards the exit, reaching incredible speed!

At the same time, he flung the photo from his hands. He was terrified.

"Damn it, why did I even come here at night?" Chen Hong wanted to slap himself.

He knew it was risky, but he came anyway. It was pure madness!

Click!

At that moment, a barely audible sound echoed in his ears.

And as soon as it sounded, Chen Hong abruptly halted. He froze in his running posture, his face contorted as if he had turned into a wax figure.

Then, a person appeared before him.

"What a brave fellow! Though, at this level, everyone should be brave."

Bai Liang, smiling, walked past Chen Hong and headed into the cinema hall.

Earlier in the day, he had learned a lot of information from Xu Yaowen, including the addresses of the nine crime scenes.

To deal with the mysterious eye, the most effective method was those nine Silver Items.

Although Bai Liang believed he could manage without them, it was better to be safe than sorry.

Upon entering the cinema hall, Bai Liang looked at the last seat in the first row. The young man had already stood up, his face distorted and looking extremely strange.

It seemed he was about to attack Chen Hong.

"Where's the silver item?" Bai Liang muttered, approaching the spot where the young man had been sitting. He inspected the seat but found nothing.

He searched in other places, but also without success. Had Xu Yaowen deceived him?

Bai Liang frowned, his gaze falling upon the creature before him.

Click!

With the sound of the stopwatch, everything moved again.

And in the eyes of the young man before him, a stranger suddenly appeared.

He looked at him without emotion, as if appraising his prey...

Where is my prey?

How did it come to be that I've now become the prey?