What was even more chilling was the faint smile still lingering on Yao Shunyu's pale face. Just as Mount Luoyun had said, it was as if he were living out a beautiful dream he would never wake from.
Jiang Cheng had seen scenes like this before, but this time it felt especially eerie. He couldn't help thinking of Jile Lou, deep in the mountains.
Yao Shunyu... had probably died inside that building.
No. 13 stared at his phone screen, a sense of foreboding slowly spreading across his face. "What a terrifying way to kill. It's somewhat similar to No. 3's ability, but far more powerful."
At least as far as they knew, No. 3 could never have woven such a vast, terrifying dream, much less lured someone into one from a thousand miles away and killed them in their sleep.
"Did you find anything else?" Jiang Cheng turned to Mount Luoyun. "During the time Yao Shunyu died, did anyone nearby hear anything strange? Like signal interference, or..." Jiang Cheng paused, then lowered his voice. "The noise of music."
Mount Luoyun hesitated for a moment, then shook his head. "Probably not. The room he was staying in wasn't very soundproof. We asked the tenants nearby, and none of them heard anything strange. Though it's possible no one was paying attention."
"Also, we found the nearby surveillance footage. He never came out after checking in, and he arrived late at night. He was alone."
"How long was he planning to stay?"
"Just one night. He only paid for one night. According to the landlord, when he came to get the key, he mentioned that he'd be leaving before dawn."
Jiang Cheng sensed something was off. His brow furrowed slightly. "Why would the landlord pay so much attention to Yao Shunyu when they