Chapter 12

At around five in the morning, the sky was still dimly lit, and the sound of birds chirping came through the window into the room. Lin Yifan, who had been sleeping on the floor, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Awake? I really admire you, sleeping in the same room as a corpse and not being afraid." Xiao Zhenzi, who was flipping through a manga, yawned. She, who found the weather too hot, rolled up her dress to expose her panties and her white, tender belly, lying without a care in the world.

Ignoring Xiao Zhenzi, Lin Yifan quietly opened the door and glanced downstairs. Yao Ling was sitting on the sofa, cleaning a gun, while Liu Ming was resting. The two had been taking turns resting until now.

Gently closing the door, Lin Yifan took out Xiaokawa's business suit from the wardrobe and put it on. As for the wet casual clothes, he had already thrown them aside before going to bed last night.

Lin Yifan had slept naked all night, and Xiao Zhenzi, who was shameless, didn't mind that Lin Yifan was only wearing a pair of shorts.

Since Xiao Zhenzi wasn't being coy, Lin Yifan changed his clothes in front of her. However, he didn't notice that Xiao Zhenzi, who seemed to be reading a manga, was secretly glancing at him, looking away guiltily after each glance, and repeating this action.

After changing, Lin Yifan picked up the tape of the Death Note elementary school student, which was imbued with Zhenzi's grudge. As for the truly cursed tape, he hid it in his chest.

"Go in. When we get there, don't move around. Tell me who the leader is."

Xiao Zhenzi immediately floated up and saluted Lin Yifan, saying, "Understood! Sir!"

Lin Yifan's lips twitched a few times, then he ignored her, picked up his backpack, and took the gun, climbing out of the window onto the kitchen roof, carefully stepping on the tiles and walking down.

"Hey, aren't you going to call your two friends?"

"There's no need. I'm not on the same team as them." Their mission was to survive or eliminate Zhenzi, while his was to capture her.

Gently jumping onto the lawn, Lin Yifan glanced at the door, thinking that this trip would likely mean parting ways with Yao Ling.

He could only say that this mission was lucky. They didn't need to forcefully pursue Zhenzi but only survive for three days. If it were another mission, there might have been a conflict.

He had to capture someone, while the轮回者 (reincarnators) had to kill, an inevitable conflict.

"Goodbye." He muttered, opened the sports car door, and quickly started the engine.

Hearing the car, Yao Ling's eyes widened, and she pushed Liu Ming, who was still resting, then quickly rushed out of the house.

Lin Yifan didn't give them much time to react and drove the sports car away.

Yao Ling, standing at the door, stared dumbfounded at the red sports car speeding away, unable to come to her senses for a long time.

At this moment, Liu Ming rushed out of the door, asking anxiously, "What's wrong!"

"The new one... ran away."

The two looked at each other, unsure why Lin Yifan had done this.

Lin Yifan, driving the sports car, sped east toward the mountain, scaring many people who were out for a morning run.

Smirking, he drove recklessly on the narrow road, speeding onto the main road, ignoring the traffic lights, and drawing a chorus of curses.

He did everything he had never dared to do before, like a real-life Grand Theft Auto, driving however he pleased, ignoring all rules.

Fortunately, there were few cars on the road early in the morning, and Lin Yifan's reckless driving didn't cause any accidents. As he approached the foot of the mountain, he accelerated and came to a sudden stop at the bottom of the shrine.

The tires screeched, producing a lot of white smoke, drawing a crowd of onlookers.

Pushing open the car door, he walked to the nearby phone booth and dialed the con artist from last night.

"Who is it?"

The con artist didn't guess who was calling, likely because the fake Zhenzi, who had been monitoring Lin Yifan, had disappeared.

Lin Yifan, in the phone booth, smiled sinisterly but pretended to be panicked, "I need help. I was attacked by Zhenzi last night after watching the tape."

"How is that possible? Wait, you mean you were attacked by Zhenzi immediately after watching the tape?" The con artist immediately raised his voice, sounding quite anxious.

It was clear that the real tape was in Lin Yifan's possession, otherwise, they wouldn't be so anxious.

"It's true, I brought the tape with me!"

On the other end, the con artist looked at his companion, then said, "Go up the mountain immediately, or you'll be in danger. Hurry!"

"Okay, please save me."

"Understood, hurry." The con artist, already impatient, hung up and called the security booth, "If someone asks for help, bring them to me immediately."

After hanging up, the three con artists in the room sighed in relief, saying, "I see why the copy Zhenzi's connection was suddenly cut off. It was destroyed by the escaped Zhenzi. No need to worry."

"But how did the tape end up in the reincarnator's hands?" Another con artist was puzzled.

"Who cares? These strange reincarnators come and die in droves. In the end, they are just toys in our hands. We just need to take their money. Where they come from is none of our business."

The three smiled sinisterly, and in the room, there were countless relics of reincarnators, including a woman's half leg!

If Lin Yifan and Yao Ling were there, they would recognize it as the lower half of a dead female team member. The three con artists, dressed as shrine priests, smiled wickedly, lying among various gold and silver treasures, fondling the half leg.

Meanwhile, at the foot of the mountain, Lin Yifan, pretending to be scared, was led up the mountain by a shrine maiden.

Following the shrine maiden, Lin Yifan stared at the well-wrapped girl, swallowing his saliva. The shrine maidens here were one better than the other, with their curvaceous bodies hidden under the red and white shrine maiden clothes, absolutely fiery.

Shrine maidens in Japan are generally under 25, and shrines are like companies, hiring a batch of young maidens every year. If you calculate, a university graduate would be around 22, and becoming a shrine maiden would only last for three years.

The three con artists were delighted, getting a new batch of maidens every year, and replacing them after 25.

Especially when a few shrine maidens turned around and gave Lin Yifan a seductive smile, they were supposed to be serving the gods, but under their conservative clothing, they exuded a seductive charm.

At this moment, Lin Yifan heard Xiao Zhenzi's voice in his head, "Don't look. These women are just high-end prostitutes, wearing holy clothes but being lowly. They are all the sex slaves of those three old monsters."

"Is that so? That's quite a turn-on, being used by pigs."

Lin Yifan sighed but was secretly alarmed. This was already deviating from the plot of "The Ring"... No, except for Zhenzi, everything else had nothing to do with the plot, it was like a parallel universe of "The Ring."

This free mode had its advantages and disadvantages. The advantage was that even if the reincarnators hadn't seen the movie, they wouldn't be at a disadvantage for not knowing the plot.

However, the disadvantage was fatal. The plot was uncontrollable, and it was impossible to predict what would happen next.

So, he couldn't stay in this world for too long, or who knew what strange things might appear, and it could end up with a ghost god, which would be disastrous.

Speed is key!

"Hey, you said you would prepare a battle plan, but what is it? You haven't told me yet."

Xiao Zhenzi started nagging in Lin Yifan's head.

"You'll know soon. Directly killing isn't fun. Let's do something more exciting." Lin Yifan smiled mysteriously, not revealing his plan to Xiao Zhenzi yet.

Walking on the stone steps in the mountain forest, guided by the shrine maiden, he stepped onto the last step.

"Mr. Lin, the priests are waiting for you inside." The shrine maiden gave Lin Yifan a seductive glance before leaving, and Lin Yifan, who had been pretending to be worried, nodded repeatedly.

The shrine maidens were beautiful, but after learning that these seemingly holy maidens were just playthings for the three old men, Lin Yifan immediately lost interest.

Walking into the room, Lin Yifan reminded, "When I tell you to come out, don't mess up."

"Fear not, even if I die, I'll take those three old men down. Hmph!"

"Your words reassure me, in every sense." Lin Yifan smiled meaningfully.

The two shrine maidens at the door bowed slightly to Lin Yifan and pulled open the paper door.

As soon as the door opened, a cold wind blew in. Despite being a shrine, the gods inside didn't seem very friendly.

"Where is the tape?" A squinty-eyed old monster asked in a strange voice.

"Great lords, please save me. I can't get rid of this tape; it's always attached to me. Look!"

He pulled out the fake tape, which was imbued with Zhenzi's grudge, and the three squinty-eyed old monsters didn't suspect anything.

"Alright, come in." The sharp-voiced con artist stood up, raised his hand, and a few shrine maidens brought in a TV.

Another con artist added, "To break Zhenzi's curse, you must watch it again and seal her."

At this moment, Lin Yifan heard Zhenzi's voice in his head, "These three squinty-eyed old monsters want to use me to kill you and then seal me."

"Hmm? Have they done this before?"

"Many times! They've killed countless people like you, hah."

Lin Yifan raised an eyebrow and communicated with Xiao Zhenzi in his mind, "Then why are you helping them?"

"I told you, I'm sealed. Once I come out, I can only be controlled to hurt people. Have you thought of a plan yet?"

At this moment, the three con artists set up talismans around the TV and raised their wands.

Ding dong.

The clear bell sound echoed in the room, and the squinty-eyed con artist turned his head, "Go, play the tape."

Lin Yifan, pretending to be nervous, inserted the tape.

"Alright, step back a few steps. We need to form a barrier."

The old monster seemed to be helping Lin Yifan, but Lin Yifan knew what they were really doing—setting up a control array for Zhenzi, not exorcising her.

One of the con artists clapped his hands, and a shrine maiden picked up the remote and pressed play.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was tense, and everyone except Lin Yifan was on edge.

Just as the screen flickered, a familiar background music played.

A blue-shirted boy with glasses appeared on the screen, pointing at the con artist, "The culprit is you!"

"What's going on?!" The squinty-eyed old monster immediately turned to look at Lin Yifan.

As they looked over, Lin Yifan lunged at one of them, handcuffing his hands.