Thriller Night Talk

Chapter 104: Her soul is lost

Chapter 104: Her soul is lost

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Wei Fuyuan fixed his gaze on Xu Lei, who was sitting across from him, his eyes bright, staring directly at the girl’s panicked expression.

Unknowingly, Xu Lei’s head hung lower and lower, not daring to look back at Wei Fuyuan’s eyes.

Her heart was full of fear, confusion, panic, pain, and guilt, as well as an indescribable sense of relief that even she could not explain herself.

Xu Lei must admit that she has good feelings for Wei Fuyuan.

People are all sensory creatures, and it is impossible for most young ladies not to instantly admire, if not fall in love with such a gorgeous, tall, and attractive senior.

What’s more, Wei Fuyuan was very kind to the girl. Although it was the first time they met, Xu Lei thought they had a very pleasant chat.

Yesterday, she said a lot to Wei Fuyuan. In the past, it had been hard for her to talk about such things that made ordinary people think she had a brain problem. But Xu Lei spoke frankly to the other party without reservation.

Because they are of the same “kind”.

Xu Lei told herself so.

Yesterday, after saying goodbye to Wei Fuyuan, she even imagined that there was a little possibility that the relationship between the two would continue to develop in the future.

But this nostalgic girlish longing was soon shattered by the dream she had.

She dreamed that Wei Fuyuan jumped from the top floor of a tall building.

Xu Lei did not know why Wei Fuyuan jumped to his death, but her previous experience told her that her precognitive dream would definitely be fulfilled.

When she realized that the senior she had just developed a crush on would soon die by suicide, Xu Lei was horrified and sad.

But at the same time, a trace of relief rose in her heart.

Xu Lei’s biggest difference from girls of her age was that she has a “precognitive dreaming” ability.

This power allowed her to foresee her father’s car accident, her sister’s accident, and her best friend’s suicide, as well as the deaths of the anchors she had met.

Xu Lei kept telling herself that it wasn’t her fault.

She did not do anything but foresee these people’s “end”.

Not only that, to prevent this “ending”, she also found each of the parties in the dream and told them what she had seen and felt.

Each of her previous efforts failed, and none of them were able to escape the predestined “ending”. They had all ended their lives in the same way they had in her dream.

This time, the subject of her dream was Wei Fuyuan.

Although this made her feel sad and regretful, at the same time, she inevitably had a vague idea— senior was a psychic!

Yes, Wei Fuyuan has some abilities that ordinary people do not have.

If even such a person can’t escape the “fate” of the “end”, then perhaps no one else could.

——In that case, she, who only saw the “ending” in advance, held no responsibility.

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Tuesday, August 3, 1:20 am.

Bei Quan and Jiang Nan’an rushed back to Fèng X?ngchéng City.

Instead of going back to the “S?ntúchu?n” broadcasting company, they took a taxi directly from the airport to Huaxing Road.

The duo’s destination was Xu Lei’s home.

Although Xu Lei was a second-year student of Fèng X?ngchéng University, because her family house was in the local area, and her father had difficulty with his legs, she did not live in the dorms and had chosen to walk every day so that she could at least help her family in this way.

According to the information Zhu Ling gathered, Xu Lei was now living in an old suite of about 90 square feet on Huaxing Road, a house left by her grandparents to their son and daughter. In addition to Xu Lei and her father, the family only has a young aunt who was nearly 50 years old and had never married.

“At this hour, to find a girl, there’s no way the family will let us in, right?”

In the taxi, Jiang Nan’an said to Bei Quan in a low voice.

“There’s no need for their family to agree.”

Bei Quan laughed and spoke like a villain.

“Anyway, what we’re looking for is just Xu Lei.”

At 2:05 a.m., the cab pulled up under Xu Lei’s house.

It was a very old nine-story red brick building, visually estimated to be more than forty years old. It only had two apartments on each floor, no elevator, and the sensor lights in the hallway were not very bright.

Bei Quan and Jiang Nan’an went up to the third floor in the dark and stopped in front of room 302.

Instead of ringing the doorbell, Bei Quan knocked on the door lock like a thief breaking through the door, and then directly reached out a hand to pull it open.

“Creak.”

The anti-theft door made an ear-piercing scraping sound, especially distinct in the quiet darkness.

Jiang Nan’an, who was not used to doing this, jumped and looked around, afraid that this movement and sound had alerted someone.

Bei Quan turned his head to look at him and pushed open the wooden door on the inside.

The house was quiet, and everyone in the Xu family was asleep.

Bei Quan opened the suitcase and released two gadgets to ensure that those who were asleep would continue sleeping.

“This way.”

He pointed towards a door on the right side of the living room.

Jiang Nan’an nodded.

Somehow, he felt vaguely nervous.

The two of them opened the door of that room.

The room was only about ten square metres, and with the light from the streetlights and neon signs streaming through the window, Bei Quan and Jiang Nan’an could see a small bulge on the bed– a person should be sleeping beneath the covers.

The two men looked at each other and walked to the bedside.

“Are you sure her family won’t wake up?”

Jiang Nan’an felt very uneasy about this late-night intrusion into the girl’s bedroom, and apprehensively took out his phone, turned on the flashlight function, and shone the light toward the pile of covers on the bed.

Sure enough, a girl with short hair was facing the wall, lying on her side on the bed motionless, seemingly sleeping so soundly that even the light from the flashlight failed to startle her.

“What now?”

After making sure he didn’t have the wrong person, Jiang Nan’an came up to Bei Quan and asked in a soft voice.

Bei Quan furrowed his brows and stared at the girl on the bed for a moment.

“Shit!”

He suddenly let out a low cry, then stretched out his hand and directly touched the girl’s shoulder.

“Hey!”

Jiang Nan’an’s face changed, and he hurriedly went to pull Bei Quan away.

He could already make up a scenario where Xu Lei suddenly woke up in shock, saw two strange men by her bed, and let out a scream of terror.

This, however, did not happen.

Even when Bei Quan grabbed her shoulders, the girl remained motionless, as if her whole person had fallen into a coma.

“Xu Lei, Xu Lei!”

Bei Quan called her name and shook her shoulder a few times.

Xu Lei turned over under Bei Quan’s action, turned her head on the bed, but didn’t move any more nor did she wake up.

Jiang Nan’an: “!!!”

He was scared enough to reach out and check Xu Lei’s breathing.

The good thing was that the girl was alive.

Her face was flushed, her breathing was steady, her chest was rising and falling regularly, and she looked like she was just asleep.

——Aside from not being able to wake up at all.

Jiang Nan’an: “What the hell is going on here?”

Bei Quan cut his finger and used blood beads to draw a talisman in the air and pressed it in the middle of the girl’s eyebrow.

The little vermilion drop quickly melted into the girl’s flesh.

The two waited for ten seconds, but there was still no movement.

“Her soul is lost.”

Bei Quan finally made a judgement.

Jiang Nan’an: “???”

After determining that the girl would not suddenly wake up, Jiang Nan’an no longer deliberately lowered his voice.

“This… If you fall asleep on your own bed, you will lose your soul?”

He pointed towards the girl.

“And, where did her lost soul go?”

The so-called “lost soul” refers to the separation of the living soul from the body.

This kind of situation is common in infants and young children with weak resistance and unstable souls. It is usually due to sudden huge fright, or when the body is washed by Yin Qi, which also causes the soul to leave the body.

Children who have lost their souls will be in low spirits, lethargic, unconscious, and even have a high fever all day long. If the lost soul cannot be brought back into the body promptly, the consequences will be quite serious.

But Xu Lei was sleeping in her own home now, and she was neither frightened nor did she have Yin Qi rushing into her body. How could a good soul leave the body?

Bei Quan shook his head: “I don’t know.”

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and he couldn’t make up his mind for a while.

After the investigation, Bei Quan felt that Xu Lei was the most suspicious person at present, so he came to her house, intending to find out whether she had anything to do with Hui Gui.

But, he did not expect to meet a girl who had lost her soul and was unconscious.

Indeed, Xu Lei’s “losing” her soul was really too abnormal.

And, if she really lost her soul, then where did the living soul that left her body go?

Bei Quan pondered over this while releasing the little fox Su Ying.

This time, the little fox did not even run, its limbs leaped up onto the bed, directly squatting on Xu Lei’s chest.

Bei Quan: “…… you said that the aura of the Hui Gui on her is very strong, but the Hui Gui is not here?”

The little fox nodded vigorously.

Jiang Nan’an was at a loss: “What do you mean? Does it mean that the Hui Gui once possessed her, but now it’s gone?”

He waved the flashlight of his cell phone at the girl’s face.

“Isn’t it said that a Hui Gui will devour the negative energy of the vessel until it drains the person? How could it have left while the ‘feeder’ was still alive?”

“Theoretically speaking, no.”

Bei Quan replied.

“So, now we have to figure out what’s going on here.”

Saying that, he took two steps to the door and turned on the overhead light straight away.

The room instantly lit up.

Bei Quan and Jiang Nan’an saw that the room was outdated, the wallpaper was discoloured and rolled, and the furniture was mostly from a style that had been popular 20 years ago. The room was neatly tidied up, and the arrangement of the small details showed the girl’s taste and care.

“Is this …… Are we now looking for her diary?”

Jiang Nan’an said while going to pull the drawer of the desk and recalled the routine of sweet romance dramas he had seen.

Bei Quan glanced at his partner and turned to pick up Xu Lei’s cell phone that was sitting on the nightstand.

Jiang Nan’an touched his nose, and felt that he had clearly seen contempt in Bei Quan’s eyes just now.

The first thing he did was swipe open the phone with Xu Lei’s thumbprint, tap on her WeChat app, and immediately saw the message that made his heart contract suddenly–

[Senior, is it convenient to meet today?]

[I have something to tell you.]

And the profile picture of the person who replied, was an extremely familiar face.

[Okay].

[See you at the cafe at ten.]