This Actor Is Full Of Tricks

It wasn't until evening that Lin Jue returned to Yangtao Street.

Yangtao Street was like a corner forgotten by the world, darkness shrouding the solitary buildings. Perhaps it wouldn't be long before there wasn't a single person left on this street, disappearing completely.

Lin Jue walked close to the dark wall, his face changing, his steady steps becoming a limp.

Walking into the stairwell, that cold feeling assaulted him once again. The sound of the air conditioner in Room 1 was even more obvious than yesterday; the entire building was like a giant freezer.

It was hard to imagine how much power an air conditioner would need to have such a cooling effect; it felt like a refrigeration unit had been moved directly into the house.

"A former senior executive, fired for bullying newcomers, and then becoming this strange. Clearly afraid of the cold, yet shirtless with the air conditioner blasting, is this some kind of curse?"

Lin Jue passed by Room 1, and when opening his own door, he glanced at Room 3.

The lock he had broken had been replaced, the door was tightly closed, and he didn't know if Wu Fang had gone out tonight.

"A lecherous landlord and a woman who killed her husband. These two might spark something interesting together."

Withdrawing his gaze, Lin Jue entered the room, closed the door, turned on the desk lamp, and opened the diary again.

The diary contained twelve rainy days, recording thirteen names.

Today, he had gone to look for seven of those names.

Except for Li Mingcheng, the rest were all missing.

Liao Fei, who abused his own son; Zhou Yanan, who fanned the flames; the driver who maliciously drove slowly on the highway, blocking the ambulance; the onlookers who loudly cheered during the suicide attempt…

Behind each name was a missing person, and according to the information he had gathered, the disappearance times of these people basically matched the times in Fu Yu's diary.

He retracted his previous judgment. This was Yama calling the roll. Without a doubt, these missing people had been killed by Fu Yu.

"Fu Yu's killings are not random. Instead, when he discovers someone displaying the dark side of morality, he chooses them as a target and strikes on rainy nights."

In the novel 'Crime and Punishment,' Fu Yu had underlined a sentence with a red pen.

【The sinful thoughts will destroy the most genuine kindness and justice of mankind.】

He seemed to want to remove all those with sinful thoughts and re-exhibit the most genuine kindness and justice of mankind, so he took action against Liao Fei and others.

Just like the protagonist in the novel, even if his personality was distorted and he became a murderer, he only killed those who had bullied or betrayed him, that is, those who were "deserving of death" to him.

These seven names were full of sin and darkness, so for Fu Yu, they were "deserving of death."

Lin Jue couldn't judge whether this behavior was right or wrong, and he wasn't qualified to judge. He wasn't the abused Liao Fan, nor the patient in the blocked ambulance, nor the suicide victim who heard the cheering on the high building.

"There's also a crucial question: Why would Li Mingcheng appear here? And what about the resident of Room 56 upstairs? Are they like Li Mingcheng? Are their names also in the diary?"

"The shop owner said that an old couple died in this building. They were swindled out of all their savings by a salesperson, and Room 5 is occupied by a salesperson. For Fu Yu, this should also be someone deserving of death…"

"Why would they appear in this building?"

Lin Jue closed the diary and lit a cigarette.

He, who originally had no smoking habit, had smoked nearly half a pack today.

Rubbing his temples, he sorted out his thoughts in his mind one by one.

Bang.

A door slamming interrupted his thoughts. He raised his eyelids and turned his head towards the door.

The familiar sound of high heels echoed again in the public corridor.

That woman, Wu Fang, had gone out again at night.

Lin Jue stubbed out the half-smoked cigarette on the table, and once again sneaked behind the door, listening to the movements outside.

The sound of high heels didn't pause at all, heading down the corridor. Lin Jue touched the doorknob, preparing to open the door and track her again, but the system's voice suddenly sounded.

【Plot Four: The woman you are very interested in has gone out again in the middle of the night. You want to understand everything about her, so you poke a hole in the wall while she's away, secretly peeping at everything…】

Poke a hole in the wall?

Lin Jue was a very decisive person. He rummaged through the fishing gear bag and found a thick, long nail and a hammer. He didn't know who Fu Yu used this perverted weapon on.

He moved the TV that was placed against the wall to a new position, gesturing to where to make the hole.

"This place is okay, thirty centimeters above the ground. Who would have thought that there would be a guy next door making a hole in this place, lying on the ground peeping."

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Clang! Clang! Clang!

The quiet building echoed with a clanging sound again, but like last night, even the loudest noise didn't disturb the neighbors.

Every time he chiseled in an inch, Lin Jue would clean the dust away, lest the dust all fall to the other side when he chiseled through.

When the hole was completely chiseled through, Lin Jue crouched down and looked. The only place that could be seen through this hole was a small area, directly facing the bottom of the bed.

"The hole is too small, the visible area is limited. I think one hole is still a bit too few, I have to make a few more. Places like the bed, desk, and wardrobe, where she often stays, should all be visible."

Lin Jue didn't have the habit of peeping, but he knew that peeping had to be very comprehensive.

He made holes in several other places, blocked them with things, and after thinking it over, he finally gave up on making a hole directly opposite the toilet.

These few holes were enough for him to observe Wu Fang's every move.

Satisfied, he put away the hammer and walked to the hanging white coat, reaching out to take it down and put it away.

When his hand touched the white coat, he paused slightly: "Wait, where's the name tag?"

This costume prop had a matching name tag, with the words [Haitian Clinic — Zhou Yue] written on it. Before washing it, he had specially taken it off, wiped the blood stains on the name tag, and re-pinned it, but now the name tag was gone.

This meant that someone had sneaked into the room again while he was away. Last time, they were standing in the bathroom looking at the clothes in the basin, and this time they took the name tag.

"That person seems very interested in my identity. They must have realized that I'm not the real Fu Yu."

"It seems that they didn't want to drive me away because they thought Fu Yu was an unstable factor, but because they knew I wasn't Fu Yu, they didn't want me to continue staying here."

"This person shouldn't have any ill intentions towards me, otherwise they wouldn't have just used those sculptures to scare me."

"But what is their purpose in doing this? Are they trying to remind me that this building is very dangerous and I can't continue staying here?"

At the same time, Lin Jue crouched down and found a very shallow, water-stained footprint on the floor.

In this kind of weather, the footprint hadn't completely dried, indicating that the person shouldn't have left long ago, probably just a few minutes before he returned.