Still Peaceful

Then she smiled again. "It's my letter. Thanks for the trouble!"

"Oh, it's nothing. This is my job, you know."

"Roylena, morning!"

"Oh... morning, Peter."

Roylena still greeted people warmly, looking no different than before.

However, once she reached her office and closed the door behind her, she impatiently tore open the envelope and looked at the contents of the letter again.

"Tonight at nine, in the woods by Spring Willow Lane, let's talk about your Sequence. I am merciful and friendly, so I hope you won't do anything to let me down."

Roylena clenched her fists, her waterfall-like blonde hair trembling with fear and anger.

"Damn it! How could anyone know I forged my Sequence?!"

She glanced at the letter again, then thought, Could this person not know about that, and simply want to learn about the Scent Seeker?

She immediately dismissed the thought. "No, impossible. If they wanted to learn about Scent Seekers, they could just check the Godslayer Camp; there's no need to make an appointment with me!"

She pulled a medal from her chest pocket and placed it on the letter.

A spot on the medal suddenly emitted a red glow.

Roylena immediately showed a look of pleasant surprise. "The person who wrote the letter is nearby!"

She immediately loaded her pistol, put on her police uniform, and left the Police Bureau under the guise of going out on patrol.

Guided by the red dot on the medal, Roylena followed it all the way to the alley where Qin Siyang had stayed that morning.

She looked at the homeless orphan sleeping soundly before her, then glanced at her medal, revealing a look of contempt.

"An orphan? How is that possible?"

Yet the guidance of the medal could not be wrong.

She kicked the sleeping child with the toe of her leather shoe.

"Wake up."

The child rubbed his eyes, looked up, and saw Roylena in full police uniform, frightening him into sitting straight up.

"Did you write this letter?"

The child first nodded, then seemed to realize something and shook his head frantically.

Roylena immediately demanded, "Who made you write it? What did he look like?!"

The child suddenly recalled Qin Siyang's parting words and said with a crying-toned voice, "I don't know how to read... I don't know how to read... I don't know who it was..."

Roylena frowned, not understanding why this child was giving answers completely unrelated to the question.

Yet since this child wrote the letter for her, he had to die. She could never let all her hard work be ruined by this letter.

Just as she drew the pistol from her waist to shoot and kill the weeping child, she suddenly remembered the words on the letter.

"I am merciful and friendly, so I hope you won't do anything to let me down."

What did adding that sentence mean?

Was it a warning not to let me kill him?

The child was still crying and shouting on the side, "I don't know how to read... I don't know how to read..."

So that was what the child meant by saying he didn't know how to read.

It was all arranged by the person who made the appointment with her.

It seemed she couldn't kill this child right now. At least she had to wait until she dealt with the mastermind behind the letter tonight, and then come back to kill him.

The gun in Roylena's hand slowly lowered. She cast a cold glance at the tear-streaked child and strode away.

Qin Siyang sat in the classroom, gazing at the starry sky and the God outside the window, pondering in his heart how to talk with Roylena tonight.

Yet he always felt a gaze spying on him.

Qin Siyang glanced over; it was Li Jingwen.

Li Jingwen's uncle had been missing for two days, yet Qin Siyang and Wen Shu were still alive and well.

As the greatest beneficiary of Qin Siyang and Wen Shu's deaths, and quite possibly the mastermind behind the incident, Li Jingwen naturally sat on pins and needles.

Today she even forgot to go chat and confide in Zhou Yang. She sat in the classroom absent-mindedly, turning her head from time to time to look at Qin Siyang, hoping to read something from his expression.

Just as ants cannot comprehend the vastness of mountains and oceans, how could Li Jingwen-who had experienced nothing of the world within the campus-compete in mental maneuvering against Qin Siyang, who carried several lives on his hands and was living his life anew?

She furtively glanced at Qin Siyang many times, yet still could not read a single clue from his calm and ordinary face.

Whether it was an illusion or a guilty conscience, Li Jingwen felt she was becoming increasingly unable to understand Qin Siyang.

Ever since the day Qin Siyang stopped centering his world around her, he seemed to have drifted toward an area completely unknown to her.

She looked at Qin Siyang again, feeling as though the pupils of his vacant gaze out the window were filled with stories she couldn't read.

Unaccountably, she suddenly grew fearful.

Even an incredible thought arose in her mind: Qin Siyang was actually a hidden Sequence Ability User who had counter-killed her uncle.

I must be crazy. How could there possibly be a Sequence Ability User here!

Li Jingwen shook her head, feeling that she hadn't rested well over the past two days, which was why she was generating such a ridiculous thought.

During the break, Zhou Yang took the initiative to look for Li Jingwen.

Li Jingwen suddenly stopped paying much attention to him, and he felt somewhat unaccustomed to it, so he wanted to see if something was wrong with Li Jingwen.

"Li Jingwen."

Li Jingwen glanced at Zhou Yang by the classroom door, feeling a sudden panic in her heart. She hurriedly cast a sidelong glance at Qin Siyang.

Qin Siyang was still resting his chin in his hand, in a daze and without any reaction.

Since Qin Siyang didn't actively break apart me and Zhou Yang, he probably doesn't know about Kun Chenglong. It seems Kun Chenglong himself provoked someone he shouldn't have and got dumped into some stinking ditch!

Thinking this, Li Jingwen's mood instantly improved a lot.

Then she put on her signature sweet smile and ran toward the classroom door.

"Zhou Yang, why did you come?"

"I... your emotions seem a bit off these past two days, and I wanted to ask if anything is wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, just that there have been some changes at home recently, so I've been a bit absent-minded."

A look of sorrow suddenly flashed in Li Jingwen's eyes.

"What's wrong? Can I help you?"

Li Jingwen shook her head. "I don't know, but right now I really hope there's someone I can lean on. Zhou Yang, I know we're just ordinary friends, but after school, can I borrow your shoulder to lean on?"

Zhou Yang hesitated for a moment and nodded. "Alright."

"Thank you, you're so good."

"See you after school, then."

Li Jingwen bid farewell to Zhou Yang and walked back to the classroom door.

From afar, she saw that Qin Siyang, sitting by the window, had already fallen asleep slumped over his desk.

Qin Siyang's such relaxation made Li Jingwen even more convinced that he had no idea about Kun Chenglong wanting to kill him.

The previous gloom was swept away, and Li Jingwen's heart returned to its previous state.

She wished Qin Siyang would drop dead immediately.

I also don't know whether Kun Chenglong is dead or not. If he isn't dead, hurry up and kill this good-for-nothing; just the sight of him irritates me!