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Chapter 105 is so vivid!

Yu Hanqiu remained calm, seemingly unsurprised by the situation.

She had already realized that Xu Yuan's personality was somewhat unconventional, and his thought process seemed to be different from that of ordinary people.

But this kind of personality is reassuring and much easier to get along with than the deep, obscure, and mysterious type.

Yu Hanqiu paid no attention to others, her gaze gently falling on the notebook written by Xu Yuan.

A rooster with a human face, a strangely standing wooden puppet, and a withered corpse hanging upside down on a wooden stake—they, along with the black dog, form a closed loop on the paper, seemingly surrounding something in the middle.

These monsters looked incredibly sinister, seemingly more than just ordinary calamities. Yu Hanqiu frowned slightly: "They—are all your neighbors?"

Xu Yuan thought for a moment, and the more he looked at them, the more familiar they seemed. He compared them to the house numbers above each monster's head and pondered, "It should be."

The outline of the monster in the painting highly overlapped with the figures he had previously glimpsed in the shadows of the fourth-floor corridor, except that the overall shape had changed.

"So this is what this black dog looks like? It's much more pleasing to the eye than that ugly mongrel from before."

Xu Yuan silently commented in his heart: "And this puppet, is it that tall man with heavy makeup? So it's a puppet. Looking at it this way, it's much more pleasing to the eye than a grown man with a full face of makeup."

Yu Hanqiu, unaware of his thoughts, asked, "Then, did you draw this scene—is there some deeper meaning behind it?"

"A deeper meaning?" Xu Yuan pondered for two seconds. "I haven't figured it out yet."

"Haven't decided yet?" Yu Hanqiu was slightly taken aback. What kind of answer was that?

You've spent so much time and effort drawing this cool picture, and now you say you haven't decided yet? Is that reasonable?

Xu Yuan was also somewhat helpless. He also wanted to build a good relationship with his future leader, but he really didn't know what he was trying to express by drawing these things with his left hand.

Seemingly sensing his thoughts, the pen in his left hand suddenly moved faster.

In the center of those monsters, it quickly sketched the figure of a slender woman, her eyebrows and eyes depicted with great detail, her whole body exuding a fearful and trembling demeanor.

"This woman—" Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow, "looks like my new neighbor who just moved in next door. Was she captured by these guys?"

Without stopping his left hand, he suddenly flipped to a new page with a "whoosh," and a moment later, a new scene quietly appeared.

A door marked with the number 424 appeared on the paper. The door was ajar, and a narrow crack was pushed open, as if something was about to come out.

Immediately afterwards, the monsters that had appeared on the previous page changed their posture, all showing expressions of terror and fleeing, while the beautiful woman who had just looked pitiful underwent a horrifying transformation.

Her physical outline remained unchanged, but her face instantly became withered and sallow, her skin and flesh shriveled, and her eyes became cloudy and dark. In an instant, she transformed from a charming beauty into a hideous and terrifying old woman.

The old woman stared intently at the door of room 424, her intense malice almost overflowing from her lips, seemingly harboring deep resentment towards whatever was inside.

Unbeknownst to her, a fine crack suddenly tore open in the void above her head, and a huge mouth slowly extended a long, scarlet tongue, gently caressing the air, tentatively lowering it toward the back of her head, as if it were about to swallow her whole in the next second.

Xu Yuan was all too familiar with this enormous mouth; at a glance, he recognized it as his mentally challenged left hand.

"So that's how it is—"

Looking at the two connected images, Xu Yuan vaguely understood what his left hand was trying to express.

"424 is my room. These guys were about to kill this woman, but I just happened to push the door open and they saw me. They were intimidated by my righteous aura and fled in panic."

"So, I unintentionally saved her—but instead of being grateful, she harbored some ill will towards me for some reason? That's why my left hand killed her?"

He looked at the old woman's wrinkled and shriveled skin in the picture, and then recalled the "old skin bread" in his dream. Now the taste matched.

"In that case, it's fair that Zuo Shou killed her, she deserved it."

Xu Yuan completely relaxed, and looking at the woman's terrifying appearance, he felt even more strongly that he was doing a righteous thing.

"This woman looks so scary. If she were still alive, she would frighten countless children. I've done a service to the people this time."

"Sigh, Xu Yuan, Xu Yuan, you rascal, even when you're asleep, you're still practicing the path of justice—"

Thinking of this, he unconsciously straightened his back a bit, completely forgetting that he had just been complaining about his left hand being mentally challenged, and felt proud.

"It would be a real loss for the Bureau of Health and Human Services if a person with a strong sense of justice like me didn't join them."

After gathering his thoughts, Xu Yuan's expression hardened, and he said solemnly, "I understand."

"What do you understand?" Gu Ya couldn't help but ask curiously.

Xu Yuan then recounted the background of the two paintings and all his speculations, finally shaking his head and sighing, his tone full of regret: "I intended to do a righteous deed and save someone, but I never expected that the person I saved would try to harm me. Indeed, it's hard to be a good person in this world."

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"Those monsters fled because they were intimidated by your righteous aura?" Gu Ya's expression was slightly taken aback.

"Of course." Xu Yuan put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and said with a hint of despondency, "Unfortunately, a sense of justice doesn't always guarantee a good outcome."

Looking at his serious expression, Gu Ya thought to herself: "They were scared away by righteousness? That's a lie that can only fool a fool."

"I see." A guess quietly formed in Yu Hanqiu's mind.

Previously, when the group explored this strange old building, they became suspicious of the unusually quiet fourth floor.

Why is it that the other floors are in complete chaos, while the fourth floor is eerily quiet?

Now she understands the crux of the matter: it was all because of Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan's presence deterred the other calamities on the same floor from making any rash moves.

However, compared to the old man's fear of her, this truth was nothing. She composed herself and continued to ask, "Is this woman your new neighbor?"

"That's right, I've never seen her before, she must have just moved here."

Yu Hanqiu's mind raced, a hint of seriousness flashing in her eyes: "The new resident who inexplicably entered the old building, and instead became hostile after being rescued—could they be from another organization? Are they investigating this place?"

She immediately took out her phone, snapped a picture of the woman in the image, and planned to investigate after she went outside.

He then asked, "Is there any other news?"

"Other news?" Xu Yuan pondered for a moment. "By the way, she didn't come alone; she was accompanied by a man. I just don't know how he is doing now."

"Could you draw that man's face?"

"I'll give it a try."

Even before entering the workforce, Xu Yuan was well aware of workplace dynamics and knew that opportunities to perform and make a name for oneself in front of superiors should never be taken lightly.

Xu Yuan pretended to be deep in thought, but in reality he was urging his mentally challenged left hand to make sure the drawing was lifelike and captivating.

Upon hearing the sound, his left hand moved immediately, and he began to paint.

A line of pale white characters quietly appeared in the void.

[Your left hand indicates that you guarantee the mission will be completed!]

"They know what's good for them," Xu Yuan thought with satisfaction.

He let his left hand wield the paintbrush, turned to look at the crowd, and as if recalling something, criticized with a sigh: "I feel that this man and woman are not proper, their behavior is immoral and their tricks are endless. They should all be arrested and put in jail."

"What a pity. If that man knew the woman he was seeing actually looked like this, I wonder if he'd be scared to death."

"So many tricks up your sleeve?" Gu Ya's expression subtly turned strange. "You know quite a lot. How do you know all this?"

"Of course I found out by overhearing," Xu Yuan thought to himself, but smiled confidently on the surface: "Of course, it's because of my sharp eyes that can see through everything that I was able to see through their true nature at a glance."

"With your eyes? That doesn't seem right. I feel like it's with your ears." Gu Ya's expression grew increasingly strange as she shook her head. "I never imagined—you had a penchant for eavesdropping?"

Xu Yuan's expression changed drastically, his heart filled with shock. He abruptly turned to look at Gu Ya: "You can read minds?!"

"What mind-reading ability?" Gu Ya was taken aback, pointing to the notebook in his hand. "Didn't you draw this yourself?"

"What?!"

Xu Yuan's heart sank, and an ominous premonition quietly emerged in his mind. He stiffly turned around and looked down at the drawing paper.

In the painting, he is pressed against the wall, secretly eavesdropping on the sounds from next door.

His expression was tense yet slightly flirtatious, with a hint of excitement and lewdness mixed in. The details of his expression were meticulously crafted, making him incredibly lifelike.

In the void, pale white characters reappeared:

Your left hand is incredibly lifelike!

Xu Yuan: "————"

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