December 7, 2006: Obtained the case file for Zhang Rou's suicide and confirmed that there were irregularities surrounding her death. Attached: photocopy of the case file.
December 8, 2006: Made contact with Tong Shuai. Audio file 03920061208.wav.
"What are you going to do? I already destroyed those things like you told me to!"
"What did you do, Mr. Tong?"
"What do you mean, what did I do? Don't push me too far! Don't push your luck! I did what you told me to. What else do you want from me?"
"It seems we misjudged the situation earlier."
"What exactly are you going to do? Uh! Ah! Aah—"
"Chen Yiqian and Zhang Rou. Two lives. You've really outdone yourself. Was studying those curses fun? Who else were you planning to use them against?"
"No... Hhh... Don't... Ah... Aaaah!!!"
Confirmed Tong Shuai's death.
December 9, 2006: Investigation terminated.
I was a little dazed. It felt like Tong Shuai's screams still lingered in my mind.
I truly hadn't expected the incident to end this way.
When I came to my senses, I realized I'd already messaged Wu Ling to tell her I'd finished reading the file.
There was nothing else in the message.
I couldn't put the feeling into words.
It was as if...
My phone vibrated. Wu Ling had replied with a voice message.
"Is it the file about the keychain? We were rash that time. A person can fall just as quickly as a ghost."
I shuddered.
Wu Ling sent another message right away.
"When we first met Tong Shuai, we didn't notice anything unusual. He had the aura of that curse clinging to him, but he didn't mean anyone harm. He was probably just curious about curses and things like that, and wanted to try one out. At