"The smell of blood?"
Editor Zhang instinctively sniffed. "No, I don't smell anything."
"But the window was open just now. Could you have smelled something coming from outside?"
Before the man could answer, he shook his head. "No, that's not right."
"For a smell to reach us in this weather, there'd have to be a murder nearby, wouldn't there?"
"Zhang He, are you sure you didn't imagine it?"
"Maybe it just smelled similar."
"No, it wasn't. It wasn't."
The man shook his head in a panic, growing increasingly unsettled by his troubling suspicion.
"Calm down."
Editor Zhang was at a loss.
Young people these days were always like this. The moment something happened, they got flustered and panicked. They weren't composed at all.
"What exactly happened?"
"Green light!"
The man blurted it out.
"Huh?"
Editor Zhang felt a headache coming on.
He reached up and rubbed his temples.
What was this nonsense now?
He really should have made an excuse to get the jade pendant and then never come back.
Just a moment ago, he'd thought everything was settled. How had things gotten more and more complicated?
"A huge swath of green light appeared right in front of you."
The man struggled to explain himself. "It was blinding."
"I couldn't see clearly."
"When I opened my eyes and looked again, A Yu was gone."
"And I smelled blood, too."
"If you weren't the one who got hurt..."
"Then A Yu must have been hurt!"
"Wait."
"Wait."
The more Editor Zhang heard, the more confused he became. "Green light appeared in front of me?"
"How come I didn't see it?"
"Could it be..."
A hint of worry and suspicion showed in Editor Zhang's eyes.
Had the man's hallucinations not gone away at all? Were they getting worse?
"It's true!"