The atmosphere was heavy. Chen Ge stopped moving. He and the shadow stood on opposite sides of the tracks.
Facing normal lingering spirits and baleful Specters, Chen Ge was able to remain calm, but a Red Specter still posed a lot of pressure to him.
To save people earlier, he had run as fast as he could. He had dropped the bag with the Doraemon costume and his backpack by the side of the road.
At that moment, his employees were not with him.
Chen Ge was not used to gripping the air. He wanted to grab onto something to keep himself calm.
The night was like a curtain that blocked out the moon and stars. The change to the shadow was not over.
His originally weak and hunched body slowly straightened, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smoothed out. Blood seeped out from his forehead and painted a strange symbol on his face. It looked like a birthmark or a blood-red tattoo.
Chen Ge and the man stood on opposite sides of the tracks. He looked at the man but did not get close.
"A birthmark?"
This was the first time that Chen Ge had encountered such a baleful Specter. The blood had formed a symbol on his face. Upon closer inspection, one would realize that the birthmark was formed by the overlapping of multiple human faces.
They took up half of the man's face. In other words, only half of the man's face was his original appearance. The other half of his face seemed to be constantly changing.
"This presence is far more powerful than Xu Yin. No wonder he's a Red Specter whose rarity is only second to Zhang Ya."
Swallowing, Chen Ge turned to look behind him. He had left his backpack somewhere far away, and there was no way he could make it in time to turn back now.
Standing where he was, Chen Ge told himself to calm down. He acted like he did not see through the man's real identity and used a natural tone to ask, "Are you the one who has been on the phone with me tonight?"
The man had a quiet appearance and could even be described as beautiful. His eyes were not big, but there seemed to be a world hidden in them. When one looked into his eyes, one would unconsciously sink into them.
Narrowing his eyes, this was the first time that Chen Ge had encountered a Red Specter like this. The feeling that the man gave him was very strange. He did not have the bloodiness and cruelty of a normal Red Specter. There was something more to it, like moonlight on a cold night.
"I'm here to help you." Chen Ge did not know what to say. He could not tell how powerful this Red Specter was, so he did not dare act recklessly.
The two stared at each other for a long time. The strange man looked at Chen Ge and spoke for the first time. "These people's lives have nothing to do with you. Why would you risk your life to save them?"
"Why are you still thinking about this? I'm not a saint. I won't go out and do good deeds every day. But since I've bumped into them, I'll do my best to help them. " Chen Ge was very sincere. "Even if I knew that they would continue to seek death in the future, at least I helped them fight for a chance to reconsider."
It was unknown which of Chen Ge's words had touched the man, but the blood on the man's face stopped flowing, and his expression softened.
He looked at the tracks that extended into the darkness and sighed softly. "If I was half as smart as you, he wouldn't have died."
"Him? Wouldn't have died? "Chen Ge's heart was filled with confusion." What do you mean? I only came into contact with these victims after I called a certain number. Have you called that number as well? Or was it you who left that number behind? "
The reward that he had drawn from the black phone was called the number that was kissed by the deceased. Every victim had called this number before they died. This made Chen Ge's heart quiver because he had called it several times that night.
When the man heard Chen Ge's voice, he pulled his eyes back. He was on the thin side, and his skin was pale. He looked gentle and weak, but half of his face was occupied by a scary-looking blood tattoo. This gave him two completely contradictory vibes.
However, the strange thing was, when these two opposite vibes intertwined on the same person, they would be so harmonious.
The man did not answer Chen Ge's question. He stood on the other side of the tracks, his eyes looking somewhere else, and his lips mumbled something that Chen Ge could not understand.
"Have you noticed a similarity between these people?"
"Similarity?" Chen Ge thought about it. "Every one of them had experienced something very painful when they were alive. They had no other choice, and in the end, they chose to leave on their own."
"Then do you know why they would call that number before they left this world?" The man's voice was devoid of emotion. It was unclear whether it was because he was born with a lack of emotion or because he had lost all hope in life.
On the way here, Chen Ge had come up with many hypotheses, but they were all overturned by him. The purpose of this number appeared to be to communicate with the victims and listen to their words.
There was no malice, and there was no curse to kill.
Shaking his head, Chen Ge had a guess in his heart, but he did not voice it out.
The man seemed to have expected this result. He stood next to the tracks like he was lost in his memory.
The expression on his face was one of pain, self-blame, and mostly confusion. "When I was at school, I saw a friend jump off a building with my own eyes. At the time, I was standing at the window, and he was standing on the building opposite.
"I waved at him and smiled at him, but he did not respond. It was like he was possessed.
"My mind sensed that something bad was going to happen. I called his name loudly, but in the end, I could not save him.
That was the first time I saw death. It happened right before me, less than ten meters away from me.
Some people say that people who study psychology either want to cure themselves or are saints who want to cure others. I should belong to the former. "
Hearing that, Chen Ge could not help but ask, "You're a psychiatrist?"
Actually, he did not want to interrupt the man, but he had met too many doctors recently. For example, Doctor Gao and Doctor Chen, these two top doctors who understood the human heart, not only did they fail to cure him, if anything, they sank deeper and deeper into the pit of despair. Therefore, Chen Ge had a shadow in his heart about the profession of psychiatrist.
"I do work in counseling, but I am not a psychiatrist. Have you heard of the profession of suicide intervention operator?"
"Suicide intervention operator? Can you tell me what you do for a living? "
They were both Red Specters, but the man could communicate with Chen Ge without any barrier. Normally, this type of Red Specter belonged to the group with high intelligence but relatively weak combat ability, like Meng Nan.
Chen Ge was more experienced in dealing with this kind of Red Specter. Since he could not reason with the man, he had to use another method to communicate with him.
Chen Ge called Zhang Ya's name in his heart. Before an unfamiliar Red Specter, he did not dare act recklessly. He planned to come up with a different plan based on the situation.
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