Chapter 213: 209 The Sickly Type

Ding-dong, ding-dong—

He Jia'an walked out of the convenience store. He had memorized what the clerk had said. He was not yet certain whether this Urban Legend was real, but judging from the reactions of those two high school girls just now, if they weren't Oscar-winning actors, then perhaps some unknown dangerous factor truly existed.

This might be the first Abnormal event He Jia'an had encountered since arriving on the island, and he wanted to launch an investigation into it.

Recently, various strange tales and legends had been appearing one after another all over Sakura Island. However, most of the tales circulating on the internet were merely fabricated plots, with the overall sensationalism outweighing the truth, making it difficult for the general public to notice the inexplicable phenomena quietly occurring on Sakura Island.

Had He Jia'an not been an Investigator himself, who would flip through newspapers during his spare time at the psychiatric hospital—newspapers that had been publishing several Abnormal events occurring on Sakura Island for a period of time—he likely would not have noticed the existence of this small overseas island.

The purpose of He Jia'an coming to Sakura Island lay here, but it was not limited to this alone.

According to the World Investigator Daily, Sakura Island was suspected to have a Child-Snatching Bird haunting it; witnesses had captured blurry images of the Child-Snatching Bird moving through the air. Furthermore, people here had discovered signs of a "Blessing" causing mischief... Various signs indicated that Abnormal factors once related to his former teammates had coincidentally gathered on such a small island, and He Jia'an felt it was necessary for him to investigate.

After leaving the convenience store, He Jia'an looked left and right by the roadside, only to find he could not locate the figures of the two high school girls. The sky was gradually darkening, so he thought he would go look again tomorrow; the people wouldn't run away anyway.

He had, after all, noticed the School Badge on those two high school girls, which read "Kisaragi High School." At worst, he would just block them at the school gate.

Perhaps the way he looked while thinking on the road seemed somewhat unfriendly, as if he were plotting something bad; pedestrians on the road all detoured around him, and some even intended to secretly call the police, only to flee the scene immediately after He Jia'an noticed them in time.

Unknowingly, night fell. As He Jia'an was looking for a place to rest temporarily, he followed the city lights and accidentally arrived in the red-light district of this city. Looking at the decadent scene of bright lights and debauchery all around, He Jia'an remarked that if he had enough money on him, he would definitely join those middle-aged men surrounded by glamorous women.

Unfortunately, he had no money.

It had also been too long since he had been to such a place, so He Jia'an's gaze was inevitably drawn to the beauties on the street. By accident, he bumped into a fat middle-aged man who was constantly wiping sweat while looking down. Unexpectedly, the relatively thin He Jia'an actually knocked the man over.

"What the hell, don't you have eyes when you walk—" The man who had been knocked down started cursing, his wig knocked askew. Once he straightened his wig and brushed aside his bangs, he saw a cold-faced, fierce-looking bald man looking down at him, and he immediately covered his unruly mouth, looking at the other party with some terror.

After sizing up the man before him for a moment, a hideous smile suddenly appeared on He Jia'an's face. "Sorry about that, I bumped into you." He reached out a hand, intending to help the other party up.

The fat man didn't dare take the other's hand; he scrambled up from the ground nimbly and chuckled dryly: "Not at all, not at all, it's my fault too. I wasn't looking where I was going either. Th-then I'll be going now."

Saying this, the fat man lowered his head again and walked away with hurried steps.

However, just a few steps after the fat man left, a large hand was placed on his shoulder. He could only force a stiff, dry laugh and turn his head back mechanically...

Not long after, a bald fat man appeared on the streets of the red-light district, fleeing in panic, and a handsome man of the sickly type had been added.

Perhaps a shaved head really does affect a person's attractiveness. After putting on a wig, He Jia'an looked much gentler. People's attention shifted from focusing on his bald head to focusing on his facial features. Due to the physical weakness caused by long-term exposure to Abnormal harm, he truly looked like a frail patient.

In the world, there are rabbits that eat carrots, and there are rabbits that don't. He Jia'an's current image was quite to the taste of certain crowds.

In this red-light district, there were not only red-light establishments frequented by men, but of course, there were also host clubs that women liked to patronize. There were quite a few ladies appearing here. Some of them, presumably tired of those hosts with their terrible, greasy acting, saw He Jia'an appearing in the red-light district and thought he was a rare find. Several wealthy women immediately swayed their heavy bodies and walked toward him boldly.

"Yo, little brother, interested in coming in for a few drinks with me?"

"I'll pay for tonight's expenses."

"Are you tired? If you're tired, big sister here can give you some comfort?"

"..." Several women fired off bold, suggestive remarks in front of He Jia'an. Even He Jia'an had never experienced this kind of situation. He had long heard that the pressure of life on Sakura Island was high, and some people would directly unleash their primal instincts at night, acting like completely different people from their serious daytime jobs, but he hadn't expected it to be this wild.

Regarding this, He Jia'an quickly calmed down. Although he was down on his luck, please allow him to retain his noble taste... Thus, that night, he used a wealthy woman's money to open a room at a nearby hotel.

Of course, nothing happened that night. Once he entered the room and took off his hairpiece, the wealthy woman lost interest.

After all, she hadn't expected that he was truly a sickly weakling...

The wealthy woman was far from being desperate, and she still had a bit of kindness. She paid for the room, chatted with He Jia'an for a while, and then left with a random excuse.

Therefore, He Jia'an luckily freeloaded a place to rest, and only left contentedly after freeloading a breakfast at the hotel the next day.

He Jia'an asked people on the road about the local Kisaragi High School, and after several directions, he finally confirmed the route.

Walking into a small path in a residential area, He Jia'an suddenly felt it was a bit noisy nearby. He vaguely heard the sirens of Enforcer vehicles handling a case. He couldn't help but feel curious and followed the sound to take a look.

Passing through an alley and arriving at a main road, He Jia'an saw the entrance of a residence that was relatively high-end. The surroundings were cordoned off with temporary police tape, and people were standing outside the cordon watching. Cries of men and women were coming from the courtyard of that house.

He Jia'an aimed for a gap in the crowd and squeezed to the very front. Only then did he happen to see a corpse covered with a white sheet being carried out and loaded onto a transport vehicle. Following closely behind the workers carrying the corpse were a pair of parents crying heart-rendingly.

"Beautiful lady, may I ask what happened here?" He Jia'an asked a middle-aged woman who was talking incessantly to someone else nearby.

Hearing this "sweet" and polite inquiry, and seeing He Jia'an's handsome appearance, the woman felt a bit embarrassed. She then explained to the curious He Jia'an: "The daughter of this Heize family who was in high school, it seems that after her family fell asleep last night, she quietly committed suicide in her room..."