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The car was silent. Li Cu was driving. He was actually the most qualified person to answer this but he didn’t know how.

“Is there any trust between the three of us?” Yang Hao had asked. “If not, you can go without me.”

Silence still reigned in the car. Su Wan tried to ease the tense atmosphere by saying, “Bro, you and Pear are in different camps. I think you guys just need a little bit of time, yeah?”

“Romeo and Juliet were in different camps. The three of us were originally in the same camp but the both of you threw me to the other side.” Yang Hao continued, “Me coming back and sitting in this car is already generous enough.”

“I know what you’ve been through but you don’t know what I’ve been through,” Li Cu said.

“No, you don’t know what I’ve been through, Li Cu. You can’t even imagine,” Yang Hao argued. “You may have had a hard time, but you definitely don’t know what I’ve been through because you weren’t there.”

Li Cu continued to remain silent as the car drove on. After the three of them sat there in silence for a while, Li Cu finally spoke up, “Fine, we’ll set off after we save these people.”

Yang Hao laughed, “What, did my comments rile you up so much that you’re finally willing to go?”

Li Cu looked at Yang Hao, “I’m not the same as I was before. I won’t drag people down with me, nor will I be provoked into making a decision.”

“So, you trust me just like that. Don’t you think I have another purpose for being here?” Yang Hao asked.

Li Cu spat out the chewing gum in his mouth and also stuck it on the outside of his car door. “Are we not the same kind of person? I’ve put myself in your shoes. I’ll admit defeat if you got in this car for some kind of scheme.”

“Why? Because we’ve known each other since we were kids?”

“Because it’s too exhausting to be wary of your own brothers,” Su Wan said from the back.

Yang Hao and Li Cu shuddered at Su Wan’s sentimental words at the same time.

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Baishe was holding a bouquet of flowers and standing downstairs at the company where that child’s mother worked.

He stood there for an hour without leaving or daring to go up.

In the end, he threw the flowers into the trash. The bouquet was so big that it took him a long time to shove them in.

As he was calling for a taxi to come pick him up, he saw a lot of people looking at him. He bowed his head and got into the car but ended up hitting his head on the roof because he was so tall.

He cried a little bit and then opened the window and lit a cigarette. The driver gave him a look, which he returned before saying, “You smoke, too. I smelled it when I first got in.”

The driver also lit one leisurely.

At this time, Baishe received a WeChat notification. When he opened the app, he saw that the kid had sent him a message.

“200 yuan in a red envelope and I’ll show you what my mom looks like right now.”(1)

Baishe lowered the phone, tempted to delete the kid’s number. This kid was a little scary. He had heard on the news that some children were tempted to secretly take intimate photos of their mothers and sell them for money.

Cell phones made it so convenient nowadays.

“You’ll definitely be shocked,” the kid kept pushing.

Baishe thought for a while and suddenly realized that if he didn’t stop this kid, the little boy would continue to do these kinds of things.

But stopping him required evidence; otherwise, no mother would believe that her child was like this.

And maybe, just maybe, this would be a way for him to start a normal conversation with the mother without coming off as a pervert.

Baishe continued to think about it for a while before sending a red envelope with two hundred yuan.

The kid accepted it within seconds.

After a while, a picture was sent over.

Baishe was secretly excited. Even though he had good intentions in his heart, his despicable desire betrayed him. He really wanted to see the photo.

He clicked on the picture to open it and saw a woman lying on a bed. Her body was completely decomposed and covered in maggots. It looked like she had been rotting there for at least a month.

But the scariest thing was that this wasn’t a prank photo. Baishe recognized the woman at a glance—it was the boy’s mother.

Although her skin had turned green and fatty liquid was oozing out of the corpse, it really was that kid’s mother.

“Transfer 5,000 yuan and you can keep watching her change,” the kid continued.

Baishe felt cold all over as he carefully confirmed that the body wasn’t photoshopped.

The last time he had seen the child was when he played Minecraft with him a month and a half ago. But now that he thought about it, he hadn’t seen the child’s mother during that month and a half.

He had always been too afraid to go upstairs.

Was it possible that his mother hadn’t been at work and no one was actually upstairs?

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TN Notes:

(1) You can send money over WeChat in “red envelopes”.

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(⊙_⊙) This is fucked up. Is NPSS trying to switch genres to murder mystery? Cuz he’s doing a good job. I was expecting fluff but I’m so intrigued right now.

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