Fishing

[Scrap Yard Parking Lot]

Large quantities of urban waste and various obsolete products are piled up in a highly mechanized factory area, where various intelligent devices sort and effectively recycle the waste.

While environmentally friendly and intelligent, it also generates considerable noise, and the surrounding area is unsuitable for habitation, leaving a large open space. Many bus terminals are located here, as well as some driving test sites.

The population density here is extremely low, and there are hardly any people around at night. The density of security cameras is also relatively low, and even sanitation workers only come here during the day to carry out routine cleaning and light maintenance.

It's past midnight now, and there's not a single person to be seen here; even vehicles rarely pass by.

At this time,

A pair of casual sneakers stepped onto the curb and arrived at the parking lot next to the scrap yard.

The visitor was none other than Luo Di, who had found his way here based on the address in the Help Wanted Post.

However, he neither maintained Mr. D's attire nor wore Investigator uniform; he was simply dressed as an ordinary night runner.

He didn't use any transportation; instead, he came here as a night runner.

15 minutes have passed since the post was published.

There were at least thirty buses parked here. Luo Di was planning to search for them one by one when he heard a voice coming from the deepest part of the place.

The sound came from deep within the parking lot, in a spot with little lighting where the camera was conveniently blocked.

Luo Di jogged over to the dark corner, where a bus with its front door open happened to be parked. Because most of the light was blocked, the interior of the bus was completely dark.

Perhaps it was out of an eagerness to save lives,

Perhaps there is some other reason,

Luo Di stepped into the carriage through the open front door without turning on any lighting equipment.

It happened at the same time he got on the bus.

Click! The car door suddenly slammed shut.

Multiple beams of light shone from the back row, hitting Luo Di's face, while laughter echoed throughout.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect such a stupid post could actually attract attention. Isn't 4hs supposed to be a niche horror forum? I didn't expect there would still be idiots on such a small group website."

This idiot is really brave; he got on the bus without checking anything and didn't even bring a flashlight.

Since you want to help us, just transfer the money directly. That way we can get something to eat and not starve, haha.

Six delinquent youths were sitting in the back of the carriage.

Studded leather jacket

Tattoo nose ring,

Various hairstyles

It seemed like he was still chewing something to refresh himself.

Each of them was also holding a sharp weapon.

They were just doing it for fun, but they never expected to actually catch a fish. And judging from Luo Di's running shoes and sportswear, which were all brand names, it must have been a big fish.

This is much more comfortable than a regular robbery; it's safe and worry-free.

What struck them as odd was that the other person hadn't made any further movements since getting into the car, remaining completely still.

A young man with a mohawk and a nose ring tapped the dagger in his hand as he spoke:

"Hey, hey, hey! This is so boring. In the past, when we encountered this situation, we would either kneel down and beg for mercy or run away... What's with standing still? Are you completely terrified? You've ruined our entertainment."

Never mind!

Quickly open your mobile payment app and transfer all your money over.

"We'll be checking the accounts later, and if we find any money left over, we wouldn't mind doing something rather bloody with you."

Faced with coercion, Luo Di simply stood still, silently watching the other party.

He didn't exert any mental pressure or release any murderous intent; he simply stared calmly at the other person.

However,

Even the most ordinary gaze sent chills down the spine of the golden retriever, but he managed to suppress his unease thanks to his partner and the weapon in his hand.

This group had lost patience and was preparing to launch an attack.

Luo Di suddenly raised his left arm and began to operate the watch.

The other party thought they were about to transfer money, so they stopped.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, the face-to-face transfer request was still not initiated. Instead, Luo Di did something to activate the nighttime recording mode on the bracelet.

At the same time, Luo Di finally began to speak:

"You have 10 seconds to escape. There are no restrictions on the method or the area. You can run however you want. As long as you can create a distance of more than 1,000 meters between you and me, I will let you go."

These words startled the delinquents in the last row, who then all stood up and brandished their weapons.

10.

Meanwhile, Luo Di's countdown had already begun.

The blond-haired leader looked fierce, but he didn't actually dare to kill anyone. Although the place was quite remote, it would be easy for someone to investigate and identify them through nearby surveillance footage.

But when he encounters someone who is ignorant yet tries to show off, he can't afford to lose face in front of his underlings.

In a fit of rage, the blond-haired man stabbed at the arm of the "idiot" in front of him, trying to achieve a deterrent effect without causing a fatal injury.

Bite!

The sharp dagger failed to pierce the other's left arm, as if there was some unknown metallic substance under the other's skin, instead causing a stinging pain in his hand.

"A prosthetic limb?!"

Those qualified to modify bodies are often not simple people, but Huang Mao still showed no intention of retreating because of his superior numbers.

8.

Meanwhile, Luo Di's countdown was still ongoing.

"Go to hell!!"

In a moment of madness, the blond-haired man thrust his full strength into the other man's neck.

Luo Di simply turned his body slightly, aligning his cervical spine with the direction from which the blade was cutting.

Bite!

The dagger was jolted out of his hand and flew away. The blond-haired man clutched his wrist, which was dislocated due to the recoil, his face filled with shock.

Even though he hadn't read many books, he knew that something was off about the man in front of him.

"6, 5..."

Hearing the countdown from the other person again, Huang Mao felt like his life was on a Countdown.

He no longer cared about saving face or his so-called partners, and took off running... He slapped the door open button and rushed off the bus at top speed.

He was naturally skilled at all sorts of petty theft, and escaping was his forte.

I don't know why.

Even after he had left the bus, I could still hear the Countdown, as if the other person's voice could appear directly in my brain, and the sound would not diminish no matter how far away I was.

"3, 2, 1..."

Huang Mao had run about fifty meters and looked at the bus at the far end after the Countdown ended.

No one else was seen getting off the bus; it seemed that all his companions had stayed on the bus.

He didn't hear any sounds of physical combat. Yellow Hair was a little puzzled. Could it be that his companions had used their numbers to subdue or even kill the man?

Not long after he had this question,

Oh my god!!!

A piercing scream came from the carriage.

The sound alone made his whole body go numb and produce phantom pain, as if his arms had been broken.

Then similar screams came again, and no one knew what had happened inside the carriage.

Huang Mao once suspected that his post had attracted real Pseudo-Human, and that was the only possibility... Thinking about it carefully, what normal person would come here in the middle of the night for a phishing post?

Huang Mao didn't dare to linger. He mustered all his strength and ran out of the parking lot and out of the street.

I wandered around to a dark and quiet resettlement community, ran into an apartment building deep inside, and sat down in the stairwell, panting heavily.

He didn't catch his breath for long before a survival instinct urged him to get up and go to the area between the third and fourth floors. He stood at the semi-open corner of the staircase and secretly peered down at the situation below.

After seeing no one approaching, his heart finally slowed down.

"Huff~ Huff~ If it's Pseudo-Human, we need to report it..."

Just as Huang Mao shifted his gaze from downstairs to the bracelet, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye and immediately looked back downstairs.

A man is standing below.

His posture was exactly the same as on the bus.

Looking up,

Her eyes were fixed on him.

"Damn it! They're really chasing us. I can't escape upstairs. Being forced to the top floor means certain Dead End! Once this guy comes up the stairs, I'll jump from the third floor myself."

However.

The situation that Huang Mao had anticipated did not occur.

The other person did not enter the stairwell, but instead climbed up the outer wall of the building and stood in front of him in less than three seconds.

Huang Mao still wanted to escape, but his body could no longer hold on. The combined pressure of exhaustion and fear caused him to stumble and fall down the stairs.

Crack It feels like I broke my right foot, and my face is bleeding from the fall.

Tap~ Tap~ Tap!

The crisp sound of footsteps approaching from downstairs grew louder.

The blond-haired man looked up and saw that the other person seemed to be recording video while approaching.

Just as he was about to beg for mercy,

Snap!

A hand pinched his mouth shut and lifted him into the air.

A gray wisp drifted past my eyes.

Huang Mao seemed to see the existence he feared most in his life.

The next morning.

Huang Mao and his five accomplices were all discovered.

He suffered multiple fractures but was not in life-threatening condition.

However, they appeared to have suffered some kind of excessive shock, to the point of mental instability, and needed to be sent to a local Mental Hospital for evaluation.