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Wang Guo’s wife went out to chat with the nurses, but it was actually just an excuse to give them some space to talk about the case.

Liu Sang sat in a seat by the window sill. Yes, this old hospital had a window sill.

About four or five meters outside the window was an old building. There were many plants on the residents’ balconies there. From here, he could see that they were full of flowers.

It was still raining heavily outside.

Wang Guo looked at Liu Sang, who said, “The method used by the serial killer you’re facing now first appeared seventy years ago.”

Seeing that Wang Guo obviously didn’t understand, Liu Sang continued explaining, “At that time, twenty-eight people died. Then the killings stopped.”

“Do you have any information?”

“I do. If you want to see it, I can send it to you via WeChat,” Liu Sang said.

“A serial killer from seventy years ago is likely already dead. Plus, the person we saw today should be a young man. It’s not the same person.”

“It was yesterday. You were saved a day ago,” Liu Sang corrected him.

Wang Guo was a little surprised. He thought about it for a while but found that it was painful for him to think. Frowning, he said to Liu Sang, “Keep talking, I won’t interrupt you.”

Liu Sang continued, “I have a friend who is considered a fellow apprentice. One day, he told me that he accidentally discovered that his grandfather was a serial killer. He was very upset after discovering the secret, but his grandfather was already very old so he didn’t know what to do.”

Wang Guo looked at him.

“I encouraged him to ask his grandfather about it,” Liu Sang said. “That way, he could at least give an account to the victims.”

He looked down at his hands, “He disappeared after that, and I never saw him again.”

Liu Sang looked up at Wang Guo, “Coincidentally, his grandfather always killed people during rainstorms.”

“So when the case happened, you felt that it had something to do with your friend,” Wang Guo said.

“All the victims were people who had a wide range of hearing,” Liu Sang said. “They could hear very high-frequency sounds, which is a gift. Their ears were pierced, which means that this gift was rejected.”

“Is this related to your ears?” Wang Guo asked.

“You can’t hear that kind of sound, but for those who can hear high-frequency sounds, it’s a kind of torture,” Liu Sang explained. “So, people like us will definitely find the source of this sound and try to deal with it. Otherwise, we won’t be able to rest. This is how he lures the victims to secluded spots near their homes and then murders them.”

Wang Guo hesitated for a moment, “Based on what you just said, do you think this murderer is your friend?”

Liu Sang looked at Wang Guo, “Surprisingly, no. When I saw that person up close today, I realized that it wasn’t him. I don’t know who the man in the rice field is.”

Wang Guo was even more confused now.

“Don’t worry,” Liu Sang said. “He can’t escape. When you catch him, you can ask him about it in more detail.”

Wang Guo narrowed his eyes and looked at Liu Sang suspiciously, “You’re not lying to me, are you?”

“It’s your turn to talk,” Liu Sang said to him. “The rain will stop soon.”

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Baishe was standing downstairs at the place where that mother lived.

Looking at his cell phone, he felt cold all over.

He summoned up his courage and walked upstairs. It was a five-story building with no elevator.

That mother lived on the top floor.

Baishe reached the top floor and began knocking on the door. After several knocks, the door opened a crack and the kid’s face appeared.

When Baishe looked at him, the kid stared right back.

“What are you doing here?” The kid eventually asked.

“Open the door,” Baishe said.

“You want to come in?” The kid asked strangely.

Baishe saw that the door’s chain lock was engaged and wanted to kick the door open, but the kid opened the door very easily and let him in.

As soon as Baishe entered, he immediately smelled an indescribable stench.

“Mom, someone’s here,” the kid suddenly shouted.

Baishe covered his nose and saw that snacks were littered all across the living room—apparently, no one had cleaned at all—and the kid was playing video games.

Just as he started walking towards the bedroom, he heard a woman’s voice say from inside, “Who is it?”

It was the mother’s voice.

Baishe froze.

He then turned to look at the kid, who was making a shushing gesture at him.

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I know you guys like “Notes in Rain Village” but I’m in the mood for a murder mystery so I’m jumping back over to these “What Are They Doing” chapters for a while (plus, NPSS is actually done writing them so it makes it easier for me in the long run to knock them out first). If you don’t like it, sucks to be you. Haha just kidding. All you have to do is subscribe to updates on the “Notes in Rain Village” novelupdates page and it’ll let you know when I go back to updating it. Or just check back periodically I guess.

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