HEIFEIGU -Chapter 146

“Are you police officers?”

The girls who got out of the car actually questioned the officers first.

The leading officer showed his badge and was about to lecture them when two girls suddenly collapsed at his feet, hugging his legs and crying bitterly.

“Officer, please! We’ll never do it again!”

“Yes, never again!”

“Please save us!”

The young officer, born in 2000, looked awkwardly at his mentor.

The senior officer’s face darkened. He coughed and said, “Do you think this is child’s play?”

“Be serious! Stand up! One by one, explain yourselves!”

“You first.” He pointed at a girl in blue.

The girl was crying uncontrollably.

Just moments ago in the car, she had been trapped in an incredibly realistic nightmare, unable to escape no matter what.

In that dream, she saw countless eyes watching her constantly…

Outside the window, under the bed, in piles of clutter—the most terrifying place was the crack of a closet that hadn’t been fully closed.

She turned on all the lights. She smashed things around, trying to destroy them, but those eyes never disappeared. The red veins inside them only kept increasing.

They rotated, staring at her relentlessly, no matter where she ran.

“So many eyes! So many eyes!” The girl grabbed her own hair. “No matter how much I stabbed them, even smashed them flat…”

“Slime sprayed all over my hands, but they’re still watching me!”

“They keep watching me! They’re watching me!”

At first, she muttered to herself. Then she couldn’t help breaking down into sobs.

“Hiding in Wei Tingquan’s closet to spy on him was my fault!”

“Please, I’m begging you—make them stop looking at me!”

“I’ll never do it again! Let me go! I’m going crazy!”

The three police officers exchanged glances. Their expressions darkened. The caller had reported a car chase—why did this now sound far more serious?

After thinking for a moment, the older officer said, “Take her back to the station first.”

Normally, when people heard they were going to the police station, they became frightened or resistant.

But when the girl heard this, she wasn’t afraid at all. Instead, it was as if she had found something to rely on.

She said nothing more, darted into the police car, curled up in the innermost seat, and let out a long sigh of relief.

The police: …Huh? Did we get scammed?

The girl in the pink dress looked at her with envy when she climbed into the police car.

In her dreams, she kept repeating the same action: cutting open her finger and writing letters on rough paper.

The skin on her fingertip was soft and tender. When the knife cut into it, the pain felt terrifyingly real.

After the blood flowed out, she had to rub it back and forth on the paper.

She even felt paper scraps enter the wound and seep into her blood, making her veins itch.

When the wound finally scabbed over, she cut it open again.

Again and again. The wounds grew deeper, until she could almost see bone.

She screamed at herself to stop, but the bloody words on the paper spoke to her in a strange tone: “If you stop, you’ll die.”

She didn’t dare stop. She kept cutting, blade after blade, into her bones—until the police car arrived.

Now she raised her right hand in front of the officers.

“Officer, my hand is cut down to the bone!”

“Please help me check. I lost so much blood!”

“Oh, right—and paper scraps! They’re all inside my blood vessels. It’s so itchy! So itchy!”

The officer glanced at her perfectly intact fingertips.

There were no wounds at all.

She even had beautiful manicured nails.

This…

“Calm down,” the officer said sternly. “What exactly happened?”

Unexpectedly, this question only made her more unstable.

“How can I calm down?!” she cried, staring at her fingers.

“I only sent Wei Tingquan a few blood letters! And it wasn’t even my own blood! Why should I have to cut my fingers?!”

“You sent someone blood letters?” The officer frowned deeply. “Whose blood did you use?”

“Chicken blood! I used chicken blood! Is using chicken blood illegal?!”

“The Public Security Administration Law states that writing threatening letters or using other means to threaten others’ personal safety can result in up to five days’ detention or a fine of up to 500 yuan,” the young officer recited fluently.

He earned an approving look from his mentor.

“Come with us. We’ll investigate.”

“Oh, okay.”

The girl in the pink dress offered no resistance and quickly got into the police car.

The police: ???

Why does it feel like she’s been waiting for me to say that?

The girl in white had stopped crying. She tightly covered her right eye.

In her dreams, she had become a fluffy teddy bear.

Round-headed and adorable, carefully dressed in a delicate suit because she was going to be given to her idol.

Then she saw herself holding a long, thick needle, pliers, and a screwdriver.

She heard herself say: “I’m going to dig out your eye and install a camera. Then you’ll be able to see what he’s doing.”

“If I can film him changing clothes, I can sell it and buy him more teddy bears.”

Her own laughter was shrill and piercing.

The teddy bear wanted to scream, wanted to make herself stop.

But she was just a toy. She couldn’t make a sound.

The thick needle pierced into the eye socket.

Nerves and blood vessels were torn apart.

With her intact left eye, she watched herself digging out her right eye.

The internal structure was crushed bit by bit, then something cold was stuffed inside.

She was in agony, barely alive.

But her other self excitedly studied the new “eye.”

“It hurts! It hurts so much!”

“My eye is gone!”

The young officer sucked in a cold breath.

Are these people all acting students? Why is each one more dramatic than the last?

“Put your hand down. Let me take a look.”

After hearing that, the girl covered her eye with her other hand.

“No! You can’t! It’s injured! It hurts! So much!”

This genuinely scared the young officer. He helplessly looked at his mentor.

“Put it down!” the older officer barked.

The girl trembled and slowly lowered her hand.

There wasn’t any wound.

She had exquisite eye makeup—eyeshadow, aegyo-sal, fake lashes—everything intact.

After blinking twice, her right eye slowly opened.

Other than her contact lens being slightly misaligned, there was nothing wrong.

“You should change to another brand of contacts,” the young officer muttered.

He was speechless.

If this weren’t the wrong occasion, he’d want to ask her for the brand.

Major blacklist.

“These caused hallucinations.”

“No! No!” the girl shook her head.

“I’m a teddy bear. I dug out my eye and put in a camera.”

“Look carefully. That’s not an eyeball. It’s a camera.”

So creepy.

The young officer rubbed his arms. Even in his thick uniform, he had goosebumps.

“Why… did you dig out the teddy bear’s eye?” he asked, forcing himself to continue.

“Why did I dig out my eye?”

“Hehe… because I’m giving myself to my idol.”

“I’m giving the teddy bear to Wei Tingquan.”

Wei Tingquan.

This name had appeared three times now.

The situation was clearly more complicated than they had imagined.

The officers exchanged looks and brought this unstable girl into the police car as well.

The last girl, dressed in black, hadn’t spoken at all.

She never looked up.

She stood there, trembling slightly. When the young officer approached, he even heard grinding sounds.

She was constantly grinding her teeth.

“Y-you…” The young officer was truly panicked. He didn’t know how to ask.

As soon as he said “you,” she suddenly bent over and retched violently.

Between vomiting, she cried out:

“I won’t drink it! I won’t eat it!”

“I won’t!”

Her dream was the most horrific.

In it, she repeatedly cut herself, cooked herself, and ate herself.

Her consciousness screamed for her to stop, but her body kept going.

She boiled her flesh into jam and chocolate, mixed it with cream and flour, and baked beautiful, delicate desserts.

The room was filled with sweet fragrance.

But the moment she tasted them, her mouth filled with blood.

With every bite, the places where she had cut herself sent searing pain.

She resisted eating them, yet couldn’t resist the temptation of their sweetness.

Only now had she woken up.

The young officer didn’t know what to do. He could only hand her an opened bottle of water.

She grabbed it and rinsed her mouth frantically, until her gums bled.

“Blood taste! There’s blood in my mouth!” she cried.

She took another big gulp and spat it out.

“I ate myself.”

“It tastes so strong.”

What is she even talking about?!

The young officer’s face twisted in misery. He felt like the real victim here.

The older officer softly threw out a keyword: “Wei Tingquan?”

Sure enough, it triggered her.

“Yes! Wei Tingquan! The cookies made from my blood were for him!”

“As long as he eats them, he’ll belong to me forever!”

The police: ……

The older officer rubbed his throbbing temples.

“Take her. Take them all.”

Then he looked at the three men behind them.

The three men were also staring in shock, huddled together.

“What are you three doing?” the older officer asked carefully.

He was afraid they’d say something equally insane.

The two middle-aged men raised their hands with bitter faces.

“We’re drivers.”

“You’re the ones who chased the car, right?”

They nodded helplessly.

“Take them too.”

“We were just hired!” they protested.

“Please, don’t put us in the same car as them!”

They seemed normal enough, but tonight was too bizarre.

The police decided to take everyone back and question them properly.

In the cold night wind, only the male reporter was left behind.

The old police officer spoke up. “What do you do?”

The male reporter guiltily covered the pocket on his chest. “I’m… I’m a journalist.”

“What are you hiding?!”

“Put your hands down!”

Trembling, the reporter lowered his hands. On his chest, a modified camera gave off a faint glimmer.

“What is this?” the old officer demanded sharply.

“A… a camera…” the reporter stammered. “I… I’m livestreaming.”