Glorious God Throne

Chapter 22.3

She suddenly remembered a rumor that had been circulating in Yuanyang City for some time… A serial killer who appeared in the rainy night, like a ghost, leaving no trace, and no one had ever seen his true face. At least those who had seen him were already dead.

…Could the man in front of her be the ghost from the rumors?

…Am I going to die?

Tap, tap, tap.

The blood-stained tip of the umbrella slowly tapped on the woman’s shoulder three times, like the Grim Reaper knocking on the door, each tap making her shudder uncontrollably.

Yet, he seemed to enjoy toying with people, watching them panic, fearful and anxious.

“Humans are truly fascinating creatures.”

With a perfect curve of a smile that sent chills down one’s spine still hanging on his lips, [K] sighed lightly, his tone sincere, “Don’t worry, madam. I’m not some evil guest.”

He spoke as if the corpse on the ground wasn’t his doing. It was a complete mockery of the dead’s right to speak.

“As long as you’re not as ruthless and merciless as the gentleman lying on the ground; an outsider who accidentally came to this strange city, homeless in the middle of the night, cold and hungry, just wanting to find a place to rest, what bad intentions could he have?”

…….

A quarter of an hour later, [K] sat at the dining table, sharing a late dinner with two other people.

Although the food in the living room was overturned by the man, the woman, who had experience with this, had already prepared some in the kitchen.

The woman ate without tasting, her eyes constantly darting to the man sitting across from her, and her son who was happily eating.

They seemed to get along very harmoniously, as if he was a real guest visiting. This made her even more panicked. She didn’t know what this man wanted to do.

The unknown was always the most terrifying. The fear that lurked in her heart turned into a shadow, almost swallowing her.

The boy, however, seemed to have no such worries.

He asked curiously.

“Are you the Magic Hero sent to rescue me from my bad dad? Why did you come so late?”

The Magic Hero was a superhero-style protagonist in a popular animation that had been popular in Yao Country a few years ago. He also had golden half-length hair, which looked a bit like [K].

This association left [K] stunned for a moment.

He smiled, “I suppose so. Now there’s no bad dad, only a quiet good dad.”

The boy couldn’t help but retort, “No, he’s a bad dad.”

“But the dad who died is a good dad.”

The two of them were like two children trying to convince each other over a trivial topic, but the topic they were arguing about gave off a chilling indifference.

It was as if what had died was not a person, but an ant, a flower, an insignificant little thing.

The woman watched this scene in horror, as if she had stumbled into a deep, eerie nightmare from which she couldn’t wake up.

She wanted to scream, to resist, to wave her fists and drive this devil away, but her body seemed to be suppressed by some force, and she couldn’t even lift a finger.

Until the end, she saw the man stand up and put a hand on the boy’s head.

The woman’s limp body finally found strength, and she instinctively stood up, as if it wasn’t a hand, but the claw of an evil god, about to twist off the boy’s head in the next moment.

[K] patted the small head under his hand, which felt good to the touch, but his gaze was fixed on the woman’s panicked eyes, and the corner of his mouth slowly curled up, “For a child, hating his parents is a cruel thing. They should have taught him to love.”

He lowered his head to meet a pair of innocent and clear pupils.

“So, forget about the bad dad. You just need to know that the dad who died will always be your good dad.”

As he said this, [K] gently stroked the soft hair. His action was gentle, but his tone was the opposite of cold.

“From now on, you can hate me as much as you want.”

As he spoke, he casually retreated backwards.

Standing at the entrance, [K] suddenly smiled slightly, and the suddenly opened black umbrella covered his upper face, along with those eyes that blended gentleness and coldness.

The heavy rain had stopped, and sporadic rain threads drifted in from the opened door gap, bringing a faint cool breeze.

The man’s tone was gentle and deep, like the end of a dance party.

“Well then, thank you for your hospitality, see you again if fate allows~”

……

It was still the apartment on the second floor of the old city area, and it was still that familiar old hard-shell notebook.

The young man sitting in front of the window turned to a new page.

[Wang, 33 years old, a jobless vagrant who failed in business.]

[Garbage classification: ★]

[His soul essence has already rotted, long emitting the breath of a half-buried living dead. The entire building centered on his location 402 is his radiation range. The perverted pleasure he got from hurting and abusing the cubs made a certain high school student who happened to move next door suffer from insomnia every night, being washed by his twisted and stinky mental fluctuations, as if living in a garbage dump every day, finally couldn’t help but turn into a good citizen and dial the police phone, but the garbage did not disappear, and the pollution became even more serious. It prompted a certain innocent high school student who was victimized to have to find another place to live, and finally found the old city area where the amount of garbage was scarce and could be cleaned up quickly. But for the sake of the neighbors who used to have a comfortable environment, the garbage should be cleaned up. #Maintaining harmonious neighborhood relations is everyone’s responsibility!#]

Bai Yi skillfully wrote down the three words [Cleaned up√].

In the past half month or so, it was the longest rainy season in Yuanyang City, and it was also a great opportunity for [K] to appear.

He would almost equip the [Ghost in the Rainy Night] card every day, go out to clean up a piece of garbage, and after intermittent efforts, he had already emptied 1/4 of this notebook.

Bai Yi, who was broad-minded and never held grudges, cleaned up the garbage only to protect the environment without any selfishness. He thought that the Environmental Protection Association of Yuanyang City should award him a medal, recognizing him as the city’s environmental ambassador, to commend his outstanding contribution to the environmental sanitation of the entire Yuanyang City.

Of course, he who does good deeds without leaving a name would choose to refuse :).

Bai Yi closed the notebook and deftly twirled the pen.

He suddenly had an idea and blinked, “Speaking of which, if this notebook falls into someone else’s hands, my identity as the black hand behind the scenes wouldn’t be exposed, would it?”

“…It seems I need to find someone to take the blame~”

Saying this, Bai Yi opened the [Puppet Master] card in the card slot, found the [Shadow Council] scene in the detailed column under the card, and selected the council item column.

As a blank special scene card, the current [Shadow Council] was just an empty shell, but Bai Yi could add everything needed to build an organization himself, whether it was recruited personnel or other items and tools.

[Do you choose to bind this item with the Shadow Council?]

Above the hard-shell notebook, the system prompt appeared.

After Bai Yi confirmed his choice, the text changed again.

[Successfully bound to the Shadow Council, adapting.]

[Item: Puppet Master’s Mysterious Diary]

[Description: A mysterious diary written by the mysterious Puppet Master himself, said to record secrets known only to him, as well as the Puppet Master’s unspeakable ambitions and goals.]

[Can continue to upgrade and synthesize, becoming an extraordinary item.]

“What do you mean by unspeakable ambitions and goals? That’s small-minded~” Bai Yi protested, arguing, “It’s clearly a green, healthy, and environmentally friendly ideal!”

Saying this, he sighed, “Indeed! I shouldn’t have expected that a system that only speculates maliciously could understand this kind of realm that rises to the level of protecting the world.”

System: …?

After routinely outputting two opposing principles in nature technique to the system, Bai Yi felt comfortable.

His attention was also pulled back.

As the hard-shell notebook disappeared in a burst of light and was collected into the scene where the [Shadow Council] was located as a bound item, Bai Yi couldn’t help but raise the corner of his mouth.

“In this way, whether it’s what has already happened in the past or what is about to happen in the future, all things are done by the [Puppet Master]!” He quickly shifted the blame to his own alias, “And I, am just an ordinary high school student~”

As for why this time the cleanup plan was executed by [K] and not the [Puppet Master] himself?

Isn’t the [Puppet Master] supposed to hide behind the scenes, giving others motivation, and controlling their actions?

If one had a little understanding of K, by deliberately releasing clues to attract his target to those pieces of garbage, wouldn’t this also be very consistent with the character settings of the two cards?

As for what the clues are, who cares, anyway, as long as Bai Yi says there are, K won’t come out to refute.

Is this the legendary I control my alias behind the scenes to control another alias???

In this wave, Bai Yi stands in the atmosphere~

****

While Bai Yi was still #pitting himself# overnight, the Yuanyang City Public Security Bureau was brightly lit all night, everyone was working overtime, and even the rest time couldn’t be squeezed out.

In the past half month, there have been ten consecutive murders in Yuanyang City, and all the victims’ wounds were exactly the same, suspected to be stabbed by the same weapon.

This was undoubtedly a serial murder case.

But so far, no one had been able to witness the murderer’s trace, and no trace could be found in all the cameras.

Even if the police station wanted to suppress the news, it would be impossible in this information age.

With the reports from various media, the internet had been in an uproar, and panic had spread throughout Yuanyang City.

****

The pressure on the police station was imaginable.

They had almost interrogated everyone who appeared near the scene during that time period. The massive amount of work made everyone work overtime, and they lost a handful of hair.

But there were still no decisive clues.

The murderer was like a ghost, suddenly appearing in the world, and then suddenly disappearing, coming without a trace, and leaving without a trace. Could he really fly to the sky and escape?

“…The only thing that can be confirmed now is that all the cases happened on rainy nights. On those five days when nothing happened, it didn’t rain at night. Is this just a simple coincidence?”

Someone knocked on the dossier and began to diverge in thinking.

“Does the murderer himself have a preference for rainy nights? Or does his killing method only provide him with conditions on rainy nights? Or is the murderer’s identity special, and he can only travel on rainy nights?”

“…Or is it that his way of leaving the scene is different from others, and the rainy night can just cover up his traces?”

Thinking of this, listening to the patter of rain outside the window, everyone couldn’t help but feel irritable.

According to the experience of the past half month, today was obviously another day when the murderer was going to commit a crime.

Even if they were prepared in advance and specifically sent police to patrol in various areas, reminding citizens to be careful, they did not know the identity of the murderer, nor did they know his motive for killing, and they could not narrow down his scope of killing. In the entire city, a general warning of #Be careful of serial killers on rainy nights# was obviously not enough to keep everyone out of danger.

This made everyone discussing the case hang their hearts.

“In addition, looking at the location of the victim’s wounds and the lack of resistance traces, either they trust the murderer very much and are not on guard, or the murderer is very powerful and has the ability to subdue them with one hit, the approximate height is…”

“And this person is quite confident in himself…”

They tried to piece together all the clues to catch this rampant serial killer as soon as possible and give all the citizens of Yuanyang City a stable environment.

Just then, there was an urgent ‘ring’ of the phone, and soon, a cry of surprise came from the police station. “There’s been another incident!”

The meeting room exploded all at once.

“This time, there was a survivor at the scene.”

“They not only saw the true face of the murderer with their own eyes, but also had dinner with him!”

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