In the moment when Sunny Xu saw Seigetsu Zhu being knocked down, without much thought, his head heated up and he directly shouted and rushed forward.
"Bang!"
The possessed person couldn't dodge in time and was actually knocked away by him. The two of them hugged each other and rolled on the ground for several times.
The young man was delighted, he didn't expect to succeed.
No matter how outstanding the possessed person's physical abilities were, their body shape was still that of a human, tall and thin, making it easy for their center of gravity to be unstable.
But he was very clear that this state was difficult to sustain. He had only succeeded because he caught the possessed person off guard. So, he subconsciously tightened his arms, wanting to grab the other person's head.
At this moment, Sunny Xu even regretted a bit. If Sister Lian could have taught him grappling techniques more perfectly, maybe it would have come in handy in situations like this. Unfortunately, Sister Lian was too busy with work...
But in the next second, Sunny Xu felt a dull pain in his chest. He felt a heavy force, as if he had been hit hard by a large iron hammer. At the same time, his arms felt a tearing pain, forcing him to let go of the hands that were on the other person's neck.
Unfortunately, with his arm strength, he couldn't restrain the other person at all.
Moreover, any physical technique would probably be useless against this guy. Sunny Xu looked at the possessed person in horror as they turned their head, their blood-red eyes glaring at him fiercely.
In this position, his neck... his neck naturally turned to an angle that a normal person's neck would have long been broken, and the muscles on his neck appeared as distinct wrinkles, like a wrung-out towel.
Facing a possessed person whose physical abilities were enhanced to the point of being able to fly and whose body joints had undergone mutations, various "joint techniques" developed for the human body naturally became meaningless.
In such a close distance, suddenly witnessing such twisted and exaggerated physical performance, Sunny Xu felt fear and astonishment, and even felt his stomach churning.
The strange person's body appeared purplish-blue, as cold as a corpse just taken out of the morgue, and emitted a strange faint odor. His entire face had shrunk and he wore a mask, covering most of his face tightly.
Sunny Xu suddenly thought of something: he must see the true identity of the other person! So he immediately reached out his hand to uncover their true face, but he found that the mask was tightly stuck to the strange person's face, as if it was fused with the skin and muscles, and couldn't be torn off!
No... this can't go on!
After the possessed person broke free from Sunny Xu's hands that were trying to restrain his neck, he once again let out a terrifying roar that seemed to come from deep within his throat. His two long and thin arms swung wildly upwards, knocking the boy down to the ground.
Things in Sunny Xu's pocket spun and rolled far away on the ground.
He didn't have the mind to pay attention to what it was. After falling to the ground, Sunny Xu's body hit hard.
He clenched his teeth and stared at the possessed person who was close, with his teeth bared and claws waving.
With the surging emotions and the high-speed secretion of adrenaline, he could temporarily endure the pain. He pounced again and used his "telepathy" ability on the possessed person's head--
This was the first time he had used his spiritual communication ability on a supernatural being at such a close distance.
If you don't want me to see your face, then let me see what's in your mind!
"Click."
As if a screen switch was pressed.
In an instant, countless shattered images flew by rapidly, like glass shards splashing everywhere, inserting into his brain:
One body, two bodies, three bodies with unrecognizable faces...
People killed by the possessed person...
Strangers, strangers, strangers, all strangers... it's meaningless to continue like this...
How many people did this guy kill?
Location? Right, the location... alley, rental house... a machete? That's a murder weapon, no, it's not the knife the possessed person used to kill, he doesn't need it at all...
So, that knife belongs to the victims.
In the memories of more than one victim, Sunny Xu saw weapons such as watermelon knives and steel pipes.
Including the appearance of the victims, there was a guy with a strong build wearing a gold necklace, looking very much like a big brother, and two others with messy dyed hair.
Although not certain, they all looked like marginalized individuals, small gangsters or ruffians, not easy to be noticed when they disappear...
Why did the possessed person kill them? What's the reason? What's the motive?
A sharp pain struck, and Sunny Xu took a cold breath. His head became hot, and the process of retrieving past memories suddenly became intermittent.
He didn't get any images that could prove the possessed person's identity, he only knew that this guy seemed to have killed more than one person.
This person's thoughts were too chaotic and disordered. If Sunny Xu saw a short, blurry black and white movie when retrieving Shi Hui's memories, then what he got from the possessed person in front of him were high-speed, even more blurry black and white photos flashing through his mind.
And the various cruel and bloody images that emerged from his mind made it difficult for Sunny Xu to bear mentally.
His face turned pale, and the desire to vomit became stronger. He could feel his energy gradually dissipating, feeling that he was about to collapse.
However, communication of thoughts couldn't be one-sided--there seemed to be an invisible current erupting between the two, even though the possessed person's consciousness was extremely chaotic and mostly driven by instincts, their actions couldn't help but pause and become sluggish.
...During the process of mental induction, Sunny Xu could "see" a vast amount of information in the form of images. The only issue was how much his brain could withstand the onslaught of information and how much he could remember. However, to the onlookers, it seemed like only a few breaths had passed.
Sunny Xu tackled the murderer to the ground, only to be pushed away. He stubbornly clung to the murderer again, grabbing his head, trying to control him—
Seigetsu Zhu, who had just managed to prop herself up and was swaying as she stood up from the ground, saw this scene.
The girl pursed her thin lips, her gaze fixed on the struggling peer. For the first time, her face lost its smile.
Seigetsu Zhu glanced back at the iron door behind her. As expected, it was tightly shut, with no chance of opening anytime soon.
She heard someone anxiously calling her name outside the door, but she had no time to respond.
When she was tackled just now, Seigetsu Zhu fell to the ground unexpectedly and slid a distance. Her delicate skin had been rubbed against the rough ground. She looked down and saw a faint red seeping through the knee of her school uniform pants.
But...
Seigetsu Zhu took several deep breaths, found that she could still move, and without hesitation, limped over to the side and picked up a round object.
It was "something" that had fallen out of Sunny Xu's pocket during their struggle.
"Thud."
Sunny Xu collapsed weakly.
The strange man shook his head, finally coming to his senses.
His blood-red eyes were even more bulging than before, and the possessed man's ferocious expression, with his teeth bared, stared cruelly at the panting boy half-kneeling on the ground.
A chill ran up Sunny Xu's spine.
The images he had just read through mental induction surged into his mind. To him, those were terrible memories he couldn't forget...
The faces of the victims before their death, clearly appeared before his eyes.
Pairs of eyes, frozen with the image of death, were all filled with fear and astonishment. The memory of those eyes was still fresh.
The way this possessor killed humans was really simple. He just needed to lurk in the unseen dark corners under the deep night, suddenly attack or strike, knock people down and then twist their necks with his hands.
The victims often didn't even have a chance to struggle. Just like humans slaughtering chickens with a butcher knife, it was easy and effortless—
Sunny Xu's breathing became heavy.
Am I... going to die?
Will I die like them?
—"Look over here!"
At that moment, Seigetsu Zhu shouted loudly.
The possessor was distracted and subconsciously turned his head.
Seizing this fleeting opportunity, the class president switched on the flashlight.
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"Ah—!"
The bright beam of light shone directly into the strange man's bulging eyes. He immediately let out a shrill scream, fell backward, and rolled on the ground, his thin body writhing and struggling like a mudfish thrown ashore.
Taking this opportunity, Seigetsu Zhu quickly ran over, exerted all her strength to help Sunny Xu up, and the two of them left the square in front of the school gate together.
...
"What should we do?"
As Seigetsu Zhu helped him walk forward, she spoke softly. It was as if she was muttering to herself, but also as if she was asking Sunny Xu's opinion.
"Go back to the guard room and open the school gate again? That's too dangerous. We need to avoid the monster's sight."
"There are indeed other doors in the school. I remember there's a back door, and a place where we can climb over the wall using the trees."
"But, to get there, we still need to go through most of the school campus that's in darkness. The chances of being caught halfway are high. The risk is indeed too high..."
Listening to the class president's suggestions and her calm rejections, Sunny Xu's heart gradually sank.
She was right. It seemed like there were no other options.
Often at times like this, past memories would flood in. The faces of the people around him appeared one by one, including his sister, his most important friend. Everything he had experienced with her had only been a month, but it felt like they had known each other for over a decade...
"That's it!"
Sunny Xu suddenly thought of something, his eyes lighting up.
Maybe this could work—
"Let's go..."
"Go? Where?"
Seigetsu Zhu's puzzled voice came from beside him.
The night wind lifted the girl's soft hair, brushing against his nose, tickling him a bit.
"Let's hide in the second-year class one!"
He rubbed his nose and answered loudly.