Original Suspense Novel: 《ℬ𝓁𝒾𝓏𝓏𝒶𝓇𝒹 ℳ𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓇》 EP42

He opened his eyes. "The organizer," he said. "Zhang Zhenyu." "But he's dead," Shen Yuehua said. "We saw it with our own eyes—" "Yes," Chen Mo said, his voice very soft. "One Zhang Zhenyu is dead. But there's another." He turned towards the staircase. A person stood there. It was Xu Ziqian. But Xu Ziqian's expression had changed. His body leaned forward slightly, his right shoulder lower than his left—a very subtle difference, but in Chen Mo's memory palace, that figure perfectly overlapped with the man in black from eighteen years ago. "Xu Ziqian" spoke, his voice low, with an accent Chen Mo had never heard before. "You finally remembered, Chen Mo." He raised his right hand. The scar on the inside of his wrist glowed a dark red in the firelight. It wasn't from rope abrasion—it was a tattoo. A small "S" inked into the skin. The mark of the last night watchman of Fog Valley Village. "Zhang Zhenyu is my father," he said. "He sent me out, let me live. But he also passed the responsibility to me—the responsibility to keep that room closed forever." "But you're killing people." Chen Mo said. Xu Ziqian—or rather, the real person—shook his head. "I didn't kill anyone. Zhang Zhenyu committed suicide. He tied the noose around his own neck and took poison. He left a note telling me that if I wanted to end all this, I had to make you remember. You are the only one who can close that door." He walked to the fireplace and took a key from his pocket. An old iron (To be continued)