A voice from the depths of the mist?

Lin Jue's eyes flickered slightly. How could a blind girl know that it was a voice from the depths of the mist?

"Since then, my mental state and her mother's also started to have problems. It seemed like something invisible was affecting us."

He Ping asked Lin Jue for another cigarette, but refused to light it, instead just holding it in his mouth, his eyes filled with sorrow: "First, it was her mother. She suffered from insomnia, her mind constantly wandering. One day, when she went out, she was in a car accident and left us forever."

"Then it was me. My temper became increasingly volatile, and I kept hallucinating. It seemed like there were many strange people in the house."

"They wanted to kill me and steal my daughter!"

"But when I came to my senses, there was no one in the house, only the shattered furniture I had smashed and my daughter hiding in the corner, her face full of fear."

"Because of this, I also went to see a psychiatrist. They all said that I was under too much mental stress and had developed severe mania."

"I followed the doctor's advice, taking my medicine on time and relaxing, but my condition worsened. Until one day, I saw someone break into my house again."

"It was a tall man, wearing a black hoodie and a hat. I couldn't see his face clearly. He snatched my daughter away right in front of me."

"I don't know if I was having an episode or if I was in a clear state of mind at the time. I was afraid that it was all just a hallucination again. If I smashed up the house again, it would scare my daughter. So, I just watched him grab my daughter."

"My daughter kept crying and calling for me, but I did nothing."

"It wasn't until the neighbors came over that I realized it wasn't my hallucination. My daughter had really been taken away!"

Speaking of this, He Ping's expression calmed down instead, and no more pain could be seen.

But Lin Jue knew that this was the ultimate expression of pain.

Watching his daughter being taken away, yet believing it to be a hallucination during an episode, was simply tearing open a father's heart and then ruthlessly crushing it.

Only He Ping himself knew the pain involved.

The so-called great sorrow is silent. Even if it was just a memory, that kind of pain still triggered the body's self-preservation mechanism, which is why He Ping suddenly calmed down.

If he continued to let the painful emotions grow, he might just die.

Lin Jue sat aside, recalling He Ping's words. The person described in his words always made him feel very familiar.

Tall, black hoodie, wearing a hat…

Isn't this the guy who was with the middle-aged neighbor back then?

Does that mean He Ping's daughter was taken away by the people of the New World?

Why would they want to snatch a blind girl? Could it be because she can hear the voices from the depths of the mist? What is the purpose of doing this?

Lin Jue didn't speak, quietly listening to He Ping's narration.

"After my daughter disappeared, my mind was completely abnormal. Until I hurt someone, I was forcibly sent to a mental hospital for treatment."

"That is, the hospital I mentioned in my previous story, the hospital I was hospitalized in."

"At first, my condition was very serious, and I was in a private ward. Later, after gradually improving, I was transferred to a regular ward."

"It was after entering that ward that all kinds of strange things started to happen. First, my fellow patients died strangely. Later, the nurses and doctors in the hospital began to undergo strange changes. They seemed to no longer be themselves, just like Qiao Kang,"

Although what He Ping was saying now had nothing to do with the questions Lin Jue had asked before, Lin Jue did not interrupt him, waiting for the following.

"It wasn't until everything started to go wrong that I realized that the dean of that hospital was the biggest lunatic."

"He dissected the uncanny, using uncanny artifacts to suture organs onto the human body, doing experiments to see if the human body could manipulate uncanny organs."

"He told us that this was the art of eternal life."

The art of eternal life?

Just listening to it, Lin Jue could imagine that the dean was definitely a madman. How could the human body and the uncanny be related to eternal life?

Using the human body to do uncanny experiments, what kind of mental state would be needed to think of doing such a thing?

"So, your current state is what that dean did?" His gaze turned to He Ping's hands.

"Yes, he cut off a D-level uncanny's hand and sewed it onto my body. I was his first successful experiment."

"And he also recorded the entire process with a camera, which is why I hate being filmed."

So that was the reason, no wonder this guy had been resisting the camera all along.

Lin Jue nodded and continued listening.

"I still remember the way he looked at me after the experiment was completed. It was a kind of praise and regret. It seemed that although the experiment was successful, it did not achieve his ultimate goal."

"Then he became more and more crazy, turning more and more patients into monsters that were neither human nor ghost."

"Finally, taking advantage of the dean's absence, all the patients united and launched a riot, escaping from the hospital."

He Ping's story was finished, and he asked Lin Jue to light his cigarette.

Lin Jue reached out, the flames rising, illuminating two faces with different expressions.

He Ping silently smoked, calming his mood. Lin Jue didn't speak either, lowering his head to think.

This He Ping's experience is indeed very pitiful. His wife died in a car accident, his daughter with congenital eye disease was taken away by the people of the New World, and he also encountered a crazy dean of a mental hospital, turning into what he is now.

Congenital eye disease…

Lin Jue suddenly remembered that when Flying Head first appeared, he had tricked him into talking and said that the most powerful uncanny he had encountered was a blind girl.

Could there be any connection between the two?

It shouldn't be possible. One is a human, and the other is uncanny…

But the New World organization specializes in creating uncanny events. Is it possible that He Ping's daughter has been killed by that organization and then turned into an uncanny by the mist?

Judging from those confessions in the files, the New World can do anything.

Lin Jue cut off his thoughts and took the lead in breaking the silence: "Have you found your daughter yet?"

The answer was obvious. He Ping shook his head: "No, but the person who specializes in investigating this matter, that is, your captain Chen Fu, gave me a clue, saying that this matter may be related to an organization called the New World."

"He said that the organization specializes in creating uncanny events. Until now, I have been actively entering the scene of uncanny events, and even actively entering the mist, wanting to find the traces of the New World."

"So, you came to team up with Qiao Kang this time because you heard him say that an uncanny event had occurred in the Suolong Mountain Tunnel?" Lin Jue's gaze turned to Qiao Kang, who was lying unconscious on the side.

He thought for a long time, but still didn't say his guess.

Although the possibility that He Ping's daughter is the blind girl in Flying Head's mouth is very small, what if this poor middle-aged man takes it seriously? What if he can't stand the blow?

He's already in this state, it's better not to add insult to injury.

"That's right, but you've seen the result. It shouldn't be related to the New World." He Ping pointed at Qiao Kang: "How about I take care of this guy?"

He should still want to force out some information, not willing to let go of any possibility.

Lin Jue naturally had no objections. No matter what happens to Qiao Kang in He Ping's hands, it has nothing to do with him.

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