Chapter 232 Dad, I’m hungry
The game starts, with 8 hours remaining.
The dazzling red letters made Feng Yuhuai's eyes hurt, and the stiff face he managed to maintain almost split in half.
The haze of the last game is still hanging over her and playing a role, and the nightmare-like memories begin to attack her brain that is split in two.
It can be regarded as familiar once and twice.
Feng Yuhuai didn't hesitate for too long this time and gritted his teeth and clicked on the link below.
What came into view was a half-length photo of a middle-aged man, whose face was vaguely similar to that of the dead Chang Qingsen, which made Feng Yuhuai's heart skip a beat.
Feng Yuhuai's pupils shrank into needlepoints and he saw the name behind the photo - Chang Wei.
Here are a series of thoughtful notes: Chang Qingsen’s uncle is looking for the murderer of his nephew. He is about to target you. For safety reasons, I suggest you strike first.
“Hey~”
Feng Yuhuai almost laughed out loud. How could she believe that the mastermind hiding in the dark behind this text message would suddenly become so kind and really consider her.
"Every text message is so hypocritical and disgusting!" Feng Yuhuai's heart was filled with anger, and his lowered eyes were changing back and forth between pupils and coils.
"It was Chang Qingsen first, and then Chang Wei. It is obvious that the man behind the remote control must have a close connection with the person named Chang, or there may be a deep hatred." Feng Yuhuai struggled to turn his brain and guessed a in conclusion.
It was not that Feng Yuhuai had not investigated the last text message in private, but she really had no way of checking it because the other party left too few clues.
Furthermore, her mind has been a little stiff recently, her schoolwork is very heavy, and she has to participate in martial arts competitions jointly organized by several universities. Feng Yuhuai really can't squeeze out much free time.
In other words, in order to eliminate the side effects of being a puppet mother on the body to the greatest extent, so that his expressions would not be split and his speech would not be accented, Feng Yuhuai had already exhausted himself.
In recent days, she has become taciturn in the class. At noon, she deliberately refuses to eat with her sisters who share the same bed, and spends her time alone as much as possible, citing the excuse of losing weight.
Although Feng Yuhuai could barely pretend to be supportive, she could also feel that the sisters who slept with her were more or less aware that something was wrong with her.
Although they have not yet noticed the terrifying changes in her body, the concern and strangeness in their eyes that are looking over are becoming increasingly dazzling day by day.
"Yu Huai, Yu Huai, what is your father asking you?" Wang Xiuli gently patted her daughter's shoulder, her head lowered in a daze.
Feng Yuhuai came back to her senses from today's thoughts. It was getting harder and harder for her to be distracted. If she wasn't careful, her brain would be like a computer with insufficient memory, and she would fall into a semi-dead state of daze.
Feng Yuhuai put away her phone and slowly raised her head, the coils in her eyes returning to the shape of pupils.
She looked at Feng Ju and forced a tired smile: "Dad, what you just said, I was a little distracted and didn't hear clearly."
Feng Ju still cares about his daughter very much. Yes, he frowned and asked with concern:
"You have been absent-minded recently. Are you under too much pressure from studying? I have said before that there is no need to always go to the hospital to accompany me."< br>
Feng Yuhuai came to the hospital to accompany her father. She mainly came to the hospital to gather information.
Feng Yuhuai nodded lightly and replied: "Yes, participating in the martial arts competition is indeed very energy-consuming, but I can still cope with it. Dad, you are discharged from the hospital. I will concentrate on living in school and focus more on "Study."
Feng Yuhuai nodded slightly and replied: "Yes, participating in martial arts competitions is indeed very energy-consuming, but I can still cope with it. Dad, I will concentrate on living in school after you are discharged from the hospital. Focus more on your studies.”
< br>Feng Ju responded, his face became slightly serious, and he warned:
“This martial arts competition jointly organized by several colleges and universities is equivalent to a ranking assessment of college students in the region, and its results have a very high of ginseng If you can stand out in the competition and get a good ranking, it will also be of great benefit to your college entrance examination. You are the pride of our family. Dad believes that you will shine in the competition with your ability.
So, you must go all out and not slack off. Don’t let me and your mother down, you know? "
Feng Yuhuai felt a little irritated. In the past, she was happy to listen to Feng Ju's teachings. The feeling of having high hopes from the whole family made her feel happy.
Especially, whenever Feng Ju When he praises her, he always criticizes her Lowering Feng Mu, this feeling of being compared will exponentially amplify her inner pride and satisfaction.
However, today is different from the past. Feng Yuhuai only feels that Feng Ju's words are true after hearing them too much. I'm tired of it.
The most important thing is that Feng Mu didn't come to dinner today, so Feng Yuhuai couldn't feel the refreshing feeling of being compared.
"Why do you always place your hopes on me based on wishful thinking? I am not your puppet." Feng Yuhuai cursed in his heart.
She nodded stiffly, changed the topic, and asked: "So, dad, what did you want to ask me just now?"
A white card flashed in Feng Ju's mind. [Mask], a trace of hatred that could not be hidden flashed in his eyes, and a trace of deeply hidden fear.
He subconsciously moved his mechanical arm, and the unparalleled sense of power brought about by the movement of the metal dispelled the remaining fear in his heart.
Feng Juchang exhaled. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the breath he exhaled seemed to be tainted with a cold metallic taste:
"There have been several murder cases in your school recently, and the special commissioner handed this case over to your father. Now, dad must do his best to catch the murderer hiding in your school."
Feng Yuhuai's expression turned solemn, she nodded seriously and said firmly. :
"Well, I firmly believe that Dad, you will be able to catch the murderer as soon as possible and seek justice for several classmates who were brutally murdered in my school."
Feng Ju agreed: "Don't worry , Dad will catch him at all costs, so Dad would like to ask, have you noticed any classmates or teachers acting suspiciously or acting abnormally in school recently?”
Feng Yuhuai's brows raised slightly, and she asked in surprise: "Suspicious, abnormal behavior?"
Feng Ju nodded and said: "It means a sudden change in personality, or a significant difference in behavior from before."
Feng Ju had an in-depth conversation with the commissioner before being discharged from the hospital.
His current life can almost be said to belong to the special commissioner. Therefore, the special commissioner revealed some extremely secret and key information to him out of trust.
The general idea is that that [Mask] is most likely parasitized by some special evil sacrifice.
In this process of parasitism and fusion, the host will be more and more affected by the evil sacrifice, and its external characteristics are that its personality, interests, and life habits will undergo earth-shaking changes. This kind of change is extremely difficult to disguise. Totally covered.
Feng Ju paused, and then explained with an example:
“For example, a person who was originally keen on liveliness suddenly becomes taciturn; or a person who usually eats a light diet suddenly increases his appetite. ; or a A person who used to have poor grades suddenly made rapid progress. Have you noticed anything like this? "
Every time Feng Ju gave an example, Feng Yuhuai's heart sank a little, and she clenched it in her palms. The nails inside melted into red lines.
She seemed to be told by Feng Ju that she was hungry!
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(End of this chapter)