[mfn]TL: Part 2[/mfn]“Mrs. Lin from Unit 4 is missing? They say she went for a walk after dinner and never came back. But she always goes out alone… I remember she usually just strolls around the neighborhood though?”
“Still no sign of Mrs. Lin. Mr. Lin has gone to the police. Sigh, I hope she’s okay.”
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“Heard a girl from the building next door went missing? What’s going on? Mrs. Lin, who disappeared a month ago, still hasn’t been found, and now someone else is gone? This is so strange…”
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“That’s the third disappearance. From Mrs. Lin to this latest one, it’s only been a month and a half. It’s way too strange. The police came today. There’s so much tension in the neighborhood. A-Cheng and I need to keep a close eye on Yangyang—can’t let him run around. Who knows what’s happening here.”
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“The police investigated for three days but didn’t find anything. They’ve left for now. Everyone’s on edge.”
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“One family in the complex lost two dogs? Said they woke up and the dogs were just gone? That’s so creepy. Even if it was a thief, dogs would’ve barked, right? On my way to work this morning, I saw them looking for the dogs. When I got back, the police were back again. Why would they return… could it be related to the earlier disappearances?”
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“Two more families lost pets—one cat and one dog. One disappeared at home, the other ran into some bushes during a walk and vanished! So weird, so weird. The past four months have been way too strange. The police keep coming, but still no answers!! At least their search effort is stronger now, and there are police on patrol at night. That’s somewhat reassuring, sigh…”
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“Last night, I got up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom and found A-Cheng wasn’t beside me. I got up to check and saw him and Yangyang standing at the bay window in the living room. When they turned to look at me, I got chills all over… I asked what they were doing, and they just said they couldn’t sleep and came out to chat. But it was 3 a.m.…”
At this point, everyone paused.
The entries that followed provided much more direct clues.
“Today I asked A-cheng about those two stocks he invested in, and he actually said he didn’t remember. How could he not remember something like that?!”
“A-cheng’s hands and feet are ice-cold, like he’s drained of all his energy. I told him he should nourish his body, but he just laughed at me.”
“A-cheng has been speaking much less lately. I feel like we’re not as close as we used to be… sigh…”
“Lately the police haven’t left the neighborhood, and there are more of them each day. They even take shifts at night. It makes me feel more at ease.”
And so, it came to the final diary entry…
It was dated about a week after the second-to-last one, and the handwriting suddenly turned extremely messy.
“I knew it!! I knew something was wrong! A-cheng became so strange because my husband had already died!! Were the missing residents and pets over the past few months all taken by this monster too?! It’s right outside the door now. I’m so scared. I think I’m going to die. But I’m so worried about Yangyang—he’s still asleep in the bedroom. What should he do?! Did he hear anything? Did he hide properly?! Oh god, Yangyang, my child…”
The diary ends.
The live chat scrolled rapidly, with viewers making all sorts of speculations.
In the living room, the group exchanged glances. Shuangcheng was the first to speak: “Judging by what we’ve seen, the woman’s final wish was for the child to be safe. So this mission should be focused on finding ‘Yangyang.’”
Xu Yin stroked his chin and said thoughtfully: “There’s a monster. It’s obvious the events in the neighborhood were caused by it. The diary said ‘my husband had already died,’ but ‘A-cheng’ continued living with ‘me’ for a long time. It wasn’t until a certain point that ‘I’ noticed A-cheng’s memory starting to lapse, his body getting colder, and his personality becoming withdrawn. So that means—”
Yan Shixiu spoke in a low voice: “That night at 3 a.m., when he and Yangyang stood by the bay window, he had already been killed by the monster.”
From that point on, the one beside the woman was likely the monster.
But in many stories, monsters don’t act solely out of a desire to kill.
A-lian quietly added: “Things started happening after Yangyang arrived. In the earlier entries, it also said Yangyang had a huge appetite. Could it be that he’s actually the monster… and he ate all those people and animals? Later, because there were too many police officers watching around the clock, he couldn’t go out to kill anymore, so he ended up eating the father instead.”
Out of hunger, it had to kill regularly.
Due to the constant surveillance, it had no choice but to kill the foster father.
—That’s definitely a possibility.
And based on the diary, the clues are fairly obvious.
The main question now is this: the diary suggests there was only one monster. But if Yangyang is also a monster, then on the night he and the “strange” father stood together in front of “me,” it would mean there were actually two monsters.
It’s possible that “I” didn’t know Yangyang was a monster and only thought there was one.
But whether the “father” monster was a second monster from the start, or if Yangyang ate the father and then became the father, or even split into a new one—this remains unknown.
“That ghost in the kids’ room just now was clearly adult-sized, so it probably wasn’t Yangyang—it was the father,” said the God of Chuuni. “We’ve checked both the adult and kids’ rooms. He’s not there, so Yangyang must be in the remaining rooms—the study, the bathroom, or the kitchen!”
With that, things seemed a lot simpler.
Xu Yin gave Chuuni a glance and smiled. “Well, one round of clue-searching is never enough. Let’s start the second round of Truth or Dare.”
Upon hearing this, the God of Chuuni face twitched noticeably.
The chat’s analytical tone quickly turned playful again:
“Here we go, Truth or Dare round 2 is the best part!”
“Bring on the storm!!”
The atmosphere lightened up, even A-lian looked visibly relieved—only Chuuni wore an expression like he was suffering from constipation.
A subtitle popped up in the air.
“Now starting the second round of Truth Questions.”
The first question was: “How many years has it been since your first love?”
Comments:
“Another love question.”
“This livestream really has it out for relationship topics tonight…”
“LOL I love this gossip, keep it coming~~~”
“What a weird way to ask—why not ask how old they were during their first love instead of how many years ago it was?”
“The devs must be short-circuiting sometimes, but it’s fine~”
Shuangcheng answered first, calmly: “Five years.” Green circle.
Comments:
“Five years ago?? I remember someone said Chuuni and she have been dating for five years too, right…”
“So that means his first love is this relationship with Chuuni? That’s kinda disappointing…”
“Truly, all that youth fed to the dogs.”
The God of Chuuni glanced gloomily at the barrage of comments and muttered, “Seven years!” A green circle.
As expected, the barrage erupted in grumbling, and Chuuni face darkened even more.
Everyone knew whoever answered incorrectly next might have to face the ghost child. Naturally, someone like A-lian, who was timid by nature, didn’t dare treat the question lightly anymore. She cautiously answered, “One year.”
Green circle.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Then only Xu Yin and Yan Shixiu were left.
The two remained silent.
Comments started flooding in:
“Why the long silence?”
“Why aren’t they answering?”
“Hmm???”
The God of Chuuni seemed to sense a chance to stir up trouble and taunted, “What’s wrong? Neither of you dare to answer? Hiding something in your hearts?”
Xu Yin gave him a glance.
Just one glance—cold as ice.
The God of Chuuni instantly shivered and muttered, “What’s with that look?”
Xu Yin adjusted his posture slightly, thought for a moment, and said gently, “Five hundred and thirty-four years?”
Shuangcheng, Chuuni, and A-lian: “???”
Barrage: “???”
A red X appeared above Xu Yin’s head.
Xu Yin: “Ah, must’ve miscalculated.”
Now it was Yan Shixiu’s turn. He paused for a moment, then answered seriously: “Five hundred and thirty years?”
Shuangcheng, Chuuni, and A-lian again: “?????”
Barrage: “?????”
Another red X popped up above Yan Shixiu’s head.
Xu Yin turned to him and whispered, “Did we mess up the calculation?”
“You might’ve used a more complex formula, but mine was the straightforward one. It’s just… been a long time. I’ll need to think it through again,” Yan Shixiu murmured.
“But the wrong calculation isn’t the biggest problem,” Xu Yin said with a light chuckle, tapping Yan Shixiu’s chest, “The real issue is that even we weren’t sure about our own answers. That’s why we hesitated.”
Yan Shixiu also smiled faintly.
The two of them were discussing with utter seriousness, while the rest just stared, utterly baffled.
You two… are you being serious right now???
You really thought those answers could be said out loud with a straight face?!
