PD -Chapter 73 Blood-Colored Letters

“But that boy committed suicide. You can’t completely blame Jiaojiao for that, right? Why would Bloody Mary say Jiaojiao killed someone?” Zhu Zhu asked.

I thought for a moment and said, “Those kinds of entities usually have very simple thinking. It might be able to sense the guilt and remorse in a person’s heart… In its view, as long as those factors exist, they probably deserve punishment.”

“Then what about Yuxin’s father…” Zhu Zhu trailed off, clearly wanting to ask what exactly Sun Yuxin’s father had done to deserve such retribution.

“But… no matter how we look at it, we still haven’t found the source of Bloody Mary!” Liu Xiaopeng’s words hit the core of the issue.

At this point, what Sun Yuxin’s father had done was actually no longer the most important thing. The key was to find the origin of Bloody Mary and stop it from harming more people.

After thinking for a moment, I turned to Sun Yuxin and said, “We can prevent more victims, but Yuxin, you must promise me not to spread this for now. Also, I need your help.”

Sun Yuxin nodded firmly. “Don’t worry. I won’t say anything.”

“We need to go inside your home and take a look, but you must keep this completely confidential.” I told her.

After hesitating for a moment, she agreed. We waited in the car until the police withdrew. Much later, when the crowd downstairs had also dispersed, we quietly slipped back to the scene.

The moment we opened the door, the thick stench of blood almost made us vomit. I asked Liu Xiaopeng to take out the EMF detector and scan the room. Just like in the villa where Sun Yuxin’s father had died… the only place with the strongest magnetic fluctuation was the mirror in front of the dressing table.

Before getting out of the car, I had picked up a DV camera we left there earlier. It had strong infrared night-vision capabilities.

The moment we entered, I turned on the infrared mode. After scanning the room, nothing unusual appeared—until I aimed the camera at the mirror, when Sun Yuting suddenly cried out.

“There’s writing under the mirror!”

I froze and immediately moved the DV closer. On the camera screen, faintly visible on the lower part of the mirror, were a series of letters.

“David…”

My English was terrible, so I didn’t immediately understand what it meant.

“It’s an English name—David?” Zhu Zhu said, clearly being the top student among us, instantly recognizing it.

“It looks like it was written with some invisible chemical substance. It can’t be seen with the naked eye—only through a chemical reaction or infrared night-vision equipment,” I said.

“Did Tingting write this?” I turned to ask Sun Yuxin.

But she shook her head. “We don’t know anyone named David, let alone any foreigners.”

“Then how did it appear on her mirror? And in such a hidden way?” Liu Xiaopeng frowned.

I fell into deep thought. After a moment, I suddenly stood up and said, “We need to go back to your villa again and check that mirror!”

With that, I rushed out. Although the others were confused, they still followed me into the car.

By the time we arrived at the villa, it was already 4 a.m. With Sun Yuxin there, we didn’t need to sneak in this time. Once inside, I held up the infrared camera and headed straight to the bathroom mirror.

Sure enough, in almost the exact same position, the word “David” appeared again—identical in handwriting, stroke for stroke.

“This… this can’t be!” Sun Yuxin was stunned, staring at the mirror in disbelief. “No one in my family wrote anything on this mirror!”

“Then there’s only one possibility,” I said, staring at the camera screen.

“Every time Bloody Mary is summoned and appears, this kind of mark shows up on the mirror where she manifests.”

“What does this mark mean?” Liu Xiaopeng frowned and reached out as if to touch the mirror, but hesitated and pulled his hand back.

I shook my head. “We don’t know yet. But this is the most important clue we’ve found so far. If we follow this lead…”

Before I could finish, Zhu Zhu—who had been silently searching on her phone—suddenly shouted, “I remember something!”

All three of us turned to look at her.

Zhu Zhu unlocked her phone and said, “This is something I found today.”

“When we were searching separately this afternoon, didn’t you say Bloody Mary might not be local, but something from abroad? So I tried using a virtual IP and searched foreign websites… and I found a case from five years ago involving mirrors.”

She turned her phone toward us.

On the screen was an English article with a photo in the middle—

A woman covered in blood, lying dead beneath a large antique dressing mirror. Her hand was still pressed against the lower part of the mirror, and the word “David” was written on it in blood.

The mirror had an ornate wooden frame and looked extremely valuable… but under the stain of blood, it appeared horrifyingly eerie.

Seeing my confusion with the English text, Zhu Zhu explained, “This was a brutal murder case in the United States five years ago. A woman named Louis Mary was brutally killed inside her clothing store. Before she died, she used her last strength to write the killer’s name in blood on the mirror.”

“Later, the police identified the murderer as a dentist from the same small town and arrested him quickly.”

“The case caused a huge sensation because of its brutality… and it wasn’t even the first victim. That dentist had already killed dozens of girls before that.”

“Look at the writing on this mirror… it’s exactly the same as the two we found.” Zhu Zhu zoomed in on the photo.

“Are we dealing with a foreign entity crossing over here?” Liu Xiaopeng exclaimed.

In my mind, Lucifer’s contemptuous gaze surfaced again. Was all of this really connected to them?

I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm and not be misled by appearances. I tried to think about the situation the way I normally handled these supernatural cases.

“There must be a medium. There has to be a medium!” I muttered.

Liu Xiaopeng, who had been following me for a long time, immediately seemed to understand. He grabbed Zhu Zhu’s phone, enlarged the image, and asked, “Could it be this mirror?”