Chapter 443

"【Mask】? Zheng Hang?"

In the silent well shaft center, the name spat from Zuo Bai's mouth echoed faintly.

Cui Cui widened her eyes in disbelief, laboriously rolling her eyeballs to look at Zhang Liyou:

"This man is 【Mask】, but Feng Yuhuai isn't??"

Zhang Liyou's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, her eyes likewise filled with haze and doubt.

If her memory wasn't confused, ever since Lu Yazhi's bizarre death, the school had seen a succession of hair-raising homicide cases.

The Patrol Bureau once intervened to investigate for a period of time, but in the end found no clues; later rumors spread inside the school that the killer's identity had been locked down — the Patrol Bureau codenamed him 【Mask】.

And in the past few days, the area around the school also seemed to be affected and infected, with homicide cases occurring frequently; those cases even made the TV news, causing an uproar for a time.

The Patrol Bureau was cursed terribly for its inability to solve cases; the killer ultimately likewise pointed to 【Mask】.

But now, if this man called Zheng Hang before them is truly the heartless 【Mask】, then who is Feng Yuhuai?

Yazhi and Xiao Juan were clearly eaten by Feng Yuhuai.

That night, she clearly saw through the door crack that Feng Yuhuai's shoulders grew Yazhi and Xiao Juan's heads.

That scene was so terrifying it gave her nightmares for several nights; she absolutely would not have seen wrong.

So, Feng Yuhuai is the 【Mask】 inside the school?

Zheng Hang is the 【Mask】 outside the school?

The two of them, one inside one outside, are both 【Mask】, and according to the scientist Zuo Bai's implications, there's actually a lover relationship between them?

Feng Yuhuai and Zheng Hang are a pair of man-eating 【Mask】 lovers?!!

What a terrifying yet utterly absurd "romance · pink bubbles"! Zhang Liyou thought deeply and felt extreme fear, feeling her whole body plunge into an ice cave, involuntarily shivering.

Zhang Liyou's speculation was already infinitely close to the truth, just short of the last layer of thin gauze.

But even if she racked her brains, pondered bitterly, she ultimately still missed the most critical tiny bit.

【Mask】 doesn't just have two, there can be a third, and is currently rushing here anxiously and frantically.

And the relationship between the three 【Mask】 is even more intricate and complex, full of deep affection, as if tightly entangled together by fate's great net.

On the surface, they should be daughter, son-in-law, father-in-law;

Peel it open to look, they are actually son, daughter, father;

In short,

They are a harmonious, perfectly round and complete family.

Just short of the street issuing them a 【Mask Family】 silk banner to hang on the door.

Beside, Luo Ji also had a super complex mood.

He carefully turned his wrist, gaze dead fixed on the scene in the mirror, eyes flickering with the light of desire.

Although already bound to Feng Yuhuai's Fate Pattern, before Feng Yuhuai's demise, the Life-Stealing Calamity Mirror cannot continue binding the next Fate Pattern.

But this doesn't hinder Luo Ji from enjoying an eye feast first.

In the mirror, Zheng Hang's figure reflected within, pitch-black suit, playing cards on chest, gold-rimmed glasses, every detail perfectly clear.

However, Luo Ji just always felt the figure reflected in the mirror seemed to have something off about it.

With the precedent of Feng Yuhuai, Luo Ji was quite concerned about any abnormality reflected in the mirror.

"This monster, he has no shadow?!!"

Luo Ji discovered the anomaly in the mirror.

Can't say completely no shadow, just that the shadow is extremely thin and faint, like a wispy black thread that may or may not exist, carefully hidden under the monster's shoe sole.

Luo Ji raised his eyes to look at Zheng Hang, but the distance was really too far, he simply couldn't see too clearly.

He squeezed his eyes hard, straining to focus his line of sight, only then vaguely seeing that "person's" foot bottom seemed to have a wisp of slender shadow.

That shadow was only as thick as an infant's arm, silently hiding into the turbid sewage, winding along downstream, extending toward the deep dark well shaft depths.

Don't know how long, even more don't know if the extension has an end.

"Could it be because the monster itself is aggregated from shadows, so its own shadow almost disappeared?"

Luo Ji frowned, pondered a moment, then logically drew this conclusion.

Shadow has no shadow, this conforms to logic.

Luo Ji didn't think more, swiftly glanced his gaze back to the mirror, tightly staring at the three characters slowly emerging above the monster's head.

Font pitch-black twisted, like ink wantonly splashed on xuan paper, the seeped mottled traces exuding a strange evil air — 【Shadow of the Curtain】!

"Shadow of the Curtain?"

Luo Ji's pupils sharply contracted, the three characters' brief explanation cannot interpret the meaning of that 【Fate Pattern】.

But, the clue of "Shadow", he has already truly and clearly glimpsed a bit.

Then, Luo Ji involuntarily associated to Feng Yu's 【Fate Pattern】 — 【Protection of the Curtain】!

"Both carry a 'Curtain' character, is it coincidence, is it because they're lovers so 【Fate Pattern】 are also similar, like some lovers wear matching couple outfits?"

Luo Ji frowned tight, always feeling something not quite right, but couldn't think of a more logical guess:

"What does this 'Curtain' character ultimately mean?"

Feng Yhuai stared straight at Zheng Hang's back, this nominal "scandal boyfriend" of hers.

Since the latter appeared, he hadn't turned to look at her once, treating her miserable state caused by him as unseen, his whole body exuding a cold ruthlessness that made Feng Yuhuai's teeth itch.

Feng Yuhuai hated to death in her heart, but on her face had to force out a tearful grievance, voice hoarse calling out:

"Zheng Hang, save... save me... don't let him turn me back..."

Zheng Hang seemed not to hear the plea behind him, he opened a pair of pitch-black lightless eyes, watching Zuo Bai with great interest.

His lips closed motionless, seeming like ventriloquism from his chest and abdomen, yet also like an echo drifting from farther away:

"A name is just a nickname, you can call me whatever you want, only, I don't quite like the way you invited me out, hope you prepared the payment fee in advance!"

Zuo Bai narrowed his eyes, his line of sight sweeping over Zheng Hang's faint, sparse shadow beneath his feet, and he arrived at a deduction similar to Luo Ji's, feeling slightly suspicious.

A shadow without a shadow—that's scientific!

Instead, Zuo Bai wasn't too surprised that Zheng Hang spoke via ventriloquism; he was well-informed and knew that some man-eating monsters had given up the crude habit of speaking with their mouths.

After all, the mouth should be used solely for eating rice; the saliva secreted between lips and teeth is the most precious gift of the digestive system and shouldn't be wasted on meaningless words.

He had seen some monsters that regarded eating as a sacred ritual; their piety toward eating far exceeded human faith in any religion.

"You're mistaken—it's not me who needs to pay, but you who must return the Black Core you stole, otherwise..."

Zuo Bai's words weren't finished before Zheng Hang coldly interrupted him:

"Otherwise, what?"

Zuo Bai's expression turned cold, and he snapped his fingers: "Right in front of you, eat Feng Yuhuai's head!"

The Beautiful Spider received the command anew, and five tongues licked toward Feng Yuhuai's cheeks simultaneously.

Feng Yuhuai widened her beautiful eyes, her lips trembling: "......"

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