Caught!

Chen Ge checked the sending dates of all the text messages; they were all sent after midnight, which perfectly matched what Wang Qi had said, but this was also what Chen Ge found most chilling.

How could a corpse cemented into a wall send text messages every night?

A supernatural phenomenon? If it was truly a vengeful ghost, how could the people who dug up the corpse still be alive and well?

"Someone must be playing tricks," Chen Ge had connected all the clues and knew very clearly, "The person using the deceased's phone to send messages to Wang Qi every day is the murderer of his fiancée, and also the true culprit of the massacre five years ago."

"I think I already know who the killer is," Chen Ge stood in the house holding his phone. "Wang Qi is treated as a lunatic by the tenants in the apartment building, and the landlord always drives him away whenever he sees him. This person is the only one I've met tonight who doesn't live in the apartment building but always appears near it, so his hiding place must be very close to the apartment building."

"But the key issue is, when I had a disagreement with the landlord over the rent, he told me there was nowhere to stay within a few kilometers. This means Wang Qi couldn't be living in another apartment or hotel. Thinking about it this way, he most likely hides in this wooden house."

"If he is the owner of the wooden house, then everything makes sense. This pitiful man, holding a missing person poster and searching for his missing wife every day, is actually the killer who personally murdered his fiancée!"

Chen Ge could hardly believe that he had actually chatted with a murderer and even tried to open up his heart to communicate.

His Adam's apple bobbed. He felt a bit of lingering fear now. "This lunatic must have been stimulated by something. He collected his deceased lover's belongings and sent messages to himself using her phone. Perhaps he has a second personality hidden within him, and it takes over his body whenever he falls asleep."

The more he thought about it, the creepier it became. Chen Ge swiped his phone, wanting to find more clues. "The pink phone should still have his fingerprints on it. This is evidence and must be kept safe."

He looked at the screen, and whether it was due to being too nervous and his vision blurring, or for some other reason, he actually saw the blurry reflection of a girl on the screen. The child looked only seventeen or eighteen years old and was wearing a blood-stained school uniform.

He rubbed his eyes and was about to look closer when he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if something had touched him. This momentary shock made Chen Ge turn his head abruptly!

The air in the wooden house seemed to freeze. Looking behind him, Chen Ge felt his heart was about to leap out of his chest.

The door had been opened at some point, silently. More than two meters away from him, Wang Qi, with bloodshot eyes, was slowly raising an axe in his hand!

Time seemed to stop. The two stood on opposite sides of the room, neither moving.

"Just a little bit more..." Wang Qi's voice was completely different from before. It was a suppressed madness, like a beast out of control.

Chen Ge didn't speak. He gripped his tool hammer, feeling a trace of gratitude towards the ghostly figure that had appeared on the screen. If it hadn't been for the ghost's appearance to warn him, Wang Qi might have already injured him by now.

"What a shame," Wang Qi took a step forward. Chen Ge immediately shielded himself with the hammer. "Don't get excited. Did you see what was on the phone?"

Chen Ge didn't know what this lunatic's plan was and was on high alert.

"It's really no big deal," the fatigue on Wang Qi's face vanished completely. He was very excited, completely different from when they first met. "From the moment you entered the apartment building and we first spoke, I said my wife must be hidden in the apartment building. How about that? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

He used the axe to lift the clothes his fiancée had worn. "After all, I cemented her into the wall with my own hands."

As he spoke, Wang Qi's tone suddenly changed. His emotions fluctuated greatly, as if he had thought of something painful. He grabbed the axe and fiercely chopped at the clothes. "I did nothing wrong. It was her fault. She insisted on leaving. I was just trying my best to keep her here."

Wang Qi blocked the doorway, holding the axe, and stared at the clothes being chopped to pieces on the ground. "I didn't want to do this, you know? I didn't want this either..."

No matter what Wang Qi said, it couldn't change the fact that he was a murderer, so Chen Ge didn't take his words to heart at all.

Gripping the tool hammer, Chen Ge secretly put the deceased's phone into his pocket, his eyes fixed on the wooden house door, looking for an opportunity to escape at any moment.

"I'm a very annoying person. Almost everyone around me says so. No, even if they don't say it, I can feel it." Wang Qi wasn't just a psychopath; his mental state was also severely problematic. Every time he spoke, it was like he was talking to himself. He seemed to have fallen into a vicious cycle that he couldn't escape.

While Wang Qi was speaking, Chen Ge slowly adjusted his angle. He simulated three or four escape plans in his mind, such as diverting the other party's attention or luring him closer, but because the wooden house was too small, these plans had very low feasibility.

Wang Qi's voice grew sharper, and his state was unstable.

The longer he stayed, the more dangerous Chen Ge felt. He decided not to wait any longer or think about any absurd plans. His muscles tensed, and when Wang Qi was about to lose control and swing the axe unconsciously, he pushed off the ground with his calves and charged at Wang Qi like a cannonball!

Even a cornered rabbit will kick an eagle. This was probably the boldest decision Chen Ge had made in the past twenty-odd years of his life. When confronting the true culprit of a serial murder case, he was even crazier than the killer!

The two or three meters distance was covered in an instant. In the darkness, Wang Qi reacted a beat slower than Chen Ge. With premeditation against surprise, Chen Ge had already aimed for Wang Qi's head a few minutes ago.

"Bang!"

The tool hammer smashed down hard. He felt a slight warmth on his wrist. Chen Ge then kicked Wang Qi in the abdomen and fled through the door!

After rushing out of the wooden house, Chen Ge ran towards the dense forest. This time he found the right direction. The trees gradually thinned out, and the field of vision widened. But the danger was still present. He could feel someone following him in the woods. The swaying flashlight beams and the sounds of branches colliding and breaking were the best explanation.

Not daring to stop for a moment, Chen Ge ran for his life until he saw the cement road near the village, and the sounds behind him slowly disappeared.

"Those people should have left." Following the cement road, Chen Ge ran for another few hundred meters when he suddenly heard the sound of a police siren. Looking into the distance, police lights were flashing at the end of the road, and several police cars were speeding towards him.

"I'm saved!" He stood in the middle of the road as if he had met long-lost relatives. "I'm the one who called the police! I caught the killer of the massacre five years ago!"