The three of them came to the center of the playground, and Officer Li lit a cigarette for Qi Xia and himself.

Han Yimo awkwardly smiled and then put the cigarette in his mouth, asking, "How do you learn to smoke this thing?"

Officer Li reached out and took the cigarette from his mouth, put it back in the box, and said, "Learn what? Do you know how much I envy non-smokers now? This thing is harmful and useless. Don't learn it."

"Huh?" Han Yimo was a little confused. "Officer Li, but you just said..."

Qi Xia waved his hand, interrupting Han Yimo, and asked, "Han Yimo, what is the 'Seven Black Sword'?"

"Ah...?" Han Yimo's face paused.

If Qi Xia hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten about that strange encounter.

In his last reincarnation, he was pierced in the abdomen by the "Seven Black Sword."

Han Yimo paced back and forth a few times before looking up and saying to the two of them, "Sixty years ago, there was a 'Punisher of Evil' in the martial arts world, named 'Chuqi.' He wielded a heavy giant sword and, with his elusive light skills, 'rewarded good and punished evil' according to his own preferences in the martial arts world. Those he deemed 'good' were rewarded with silver, and those he deemed 'evil' were pierced in the lower abdomen by the giant sword. This caused widespread panic, and people were unsure of their own morality."

"And the giant sword he wielded, with its black blade, tip, spine, edge, hilt, tassel, and scabbard, was all black, hence the name 'Seven Black Sword.'"

Officer Li listened with a puzzled expression. He took a step forward, reached out, and knocked on Han Yimo's head.

"Hey!" Han Yimo was startled. "Officer Li, what are you doing? I'm trying to remember..."

"Do you think this is the first time I've interrogated someone?" Officer Li helplessly shook his head. "I can tell from your eyes that all of this is made up by you. Tell me the truth."

"These things were made up by me!" Han Yimo said anxiously. "I put a lot of effort into making up these things..."

"Is this your novel?" Qi Xia suddenly asked.

"Yes." Han Yimo nodded. "In my writing, this knight named 'Chuqi' was harmed by a villain. I thought the martial arts world would return to peace, but I never expected that the 'Seven Black Sword' did not disappear from the martial arts world. It still 'rewarded good and punished evil' in an elusive manner, but the swordsman was never seen again, as if the sword had a life of its own and would always pierce the lower abdomen of a person at dawn..."

Officer Li tried to accept this setting and asked, "What does this have to do with you being killed?"

"Blame it on my rich imagination..." Han Yimo said somewhat embarrassedly, lowering his head. "Have you ever had the feeling of 'nowhere to put your imagination'?"

Qi Xia shook his head after hearing this. "It's a bit abstract."

"In simple terms, there are too many things in my mind." Han Yimo pointed to his forehead. "I always feel... if I can't find a way to release what's in my mind, I'll suffocate. So I've tried many ways. I started with drawing, but I haven't had systematic training, so my brush couldn't capture my imagination. So I chose writing."

Officer Li took a deep drag on his cigarette and said with a smile, "I've heard that many people have exhausted everything to become a writer without success, but you were 'forced'?"

"More or less." Han Yimo nodded. "There's a world in my mind that's always waiting to pour out, so I can't stay in a closed environment, or my mind will run wild."

Qi Xia seemed to grasp a key point and asked, "Are you saying... this sword is your 'wild imagination'?"

"It can only be that way." Han Yimo turned around and said very seriously, "In that dark dawn, I was trembling all the time. I'm very afraid of the dark, so I was worried that I would die here. Later, my thoughts leaped, and I actually started to worry that the 'Seven Black Sword' would pierce my lower abdomen, just like in the story."

Qi Xia was slightly stunned. This situation seemed familiar.

In the interview room, Han Yimo also feared that the harpoon would pierce his body. If Qiao Jiajin hadn't intervened, he would have already "fulfilled his dream."

"In the end, I was really pierced..." Han Yimo smiled bitterly. "This place is really something. I suggest that all writers come and experience it. As long as you stay for a day, your inspiration will never dry up."

"Is that really the issue?" Officer Li thought carefully and realized how unreasonable this matter was. "According to what you're saying... the 'Seven Black Sword' shouldn't exist in the world at all. It's just something you imagined. So why did it pierce you?"

"I don't know." Han Yimo shook his head. "That feeling is really strange... When I saw the 'Seven Black Sword,' I was somewhat happy and somewhat afraid. Every writer hopes that their world on paper becomes real, but when you really see something from the book become reality, anyone would be afraid."

Yes, this feeling was very strange.

Qi Xia rubbed his chin and began to sort out the logic.

Han Yimo had a premonition that the harpoon would pierce him, so he would tremble and be afraid, which was still within the understandable range.

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But what about the 'Seven Black Sword'?

Did he foresee in advance that the 'Seven Black Sword' would pierce him, so he was afraid all night?

But theoretically, this sword should not exist. What was he afraid of?

"Inviting disaster"...

Qi Xia's eyes slowly widened.

Wait a minute...If Han Yimo could foresee danger in advance, then this "Echo" should not be called "Disaster Magnet," but rather "Danger Avoidance" or "Precognition" or something along those lines...

Why is it "Disaster Magnet"?!

Qi Xia felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his previous deductions were all turned on their head.

The Harpoon would never pierce through Han Yimo!

The "Seven Shades Sword" would never kill him either!

It was all because of Han Yimo's "Call"!

He believed the Harpoon would pierce him, so the Harpoon would overcome all obstacles to do just that.

He believed he would die under the "Seven Shades Sword," so the world would conjure up a "Seven Shades Sword" to pierce his core.

As long as Han Yimo believed the disaster would occur, it would certainly happen.

This is what's called "Disaster Magnet"!

Qi Xia took a step back slowly, feeling an extreme sense of danger from the young author before him.

He had thought that keeping him close would avert disaster, but his very presence was a disaster incarnate!

The second bell has yet to ring, and Han Yimo is still "inviting disaster."