"Old Li, there are traces of a fight in the woods, you guys had better come take a look."
A hundred meters away, several flashlight beams pierced the night fog, casting bright circular patches on the churned-up muddy ground.
The communicator hanging on his chest crackled with static as a colleague's call came through.
Li Xiangqian sighed, raising a hand to pat his nephew's shoulder.
"Stop being such a doom-monger, aren't the clues right here? Let's go!"
The line of police officers stepped over broken branches and rotting leaves, heading deep into the wooded area where Zhou Kai and Qiu Ping had fought a fierce battle.
Everyone's expression was taut, a mix of exhaustion and anticipation...
As long as they didn't come back empty-handed.
This was the camping park in the northern suburbs; the nearest residential homes were over a kilometer away, and it was so remote there wasn't even a security camera around to capture a ghost shadow.
If they could find some clues, the subsequent investigation would be much easier.
Plodding forward unevenly, a young police officer next to Li Jiahao suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Chief, how come I feel like things are getting weirder lately? This is the third time this week, right? We used to not even run into this kind of bizarre stuff once a month..."
"Fifth death. How does it feel?"
Ding San leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, scrutinizing Chu Siwen, who was on the verge of a breakdown.
His attitude was colder than before, perhaps because Chu Siwen's nightmare type belonged to the Reality Nightmare.
Unlike the Past Nightmare, the former was extremely dangerous.
Huang Zhang and Park Hyo-yoon, the two men, surrounded Chu Siwen, blocking Ding San's unkind gaze.
Park Hyo-yoon forced a smile and said,