Chapter 605 - 392: The Bizarre Murder Case from Twenty Years Ago, Lu Xuan’s Thoughts (Part 2)

Chapter 605: Chapter 392: The Bizarre Murder Case from Twenty Years Ago, Lu Xuan’s Thoughts (Part 2)

Thinking of this, Huang Tangming finally let go of the worry that’s been lingering for a long time, a confident smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He lifted his eyes to look at the rapidly retreating scenery outside the car window, with the answer already in his heart.

In the task to the Great Eagle Federation in a month, with a strong protector like Lu Xuan overseeing it, it will surely be flawless.

And those three research talents trapped abroad, loyal to their country, will definitely return safely to the nation’s embrace.

To freely display their talents on this land, using their knowledge to build the future of the country.

Lu Yuliang stood at the entrance of the Lu Family, his gaze tightly fixed on the taillights of three black cars.

Until that trace of black completely disappeared, not even a faint shadow was visible, only then did he slowly retract his gaze, still pondering over the oddity seen when Huang Tangming and his group left.

A dozen seconds later, he turned around and walked back into the living room. Just as he rounded the screen, he saw his father, Lu Xuan, seated on the sofa, enjoying a newspaper.

The warm yellow sunlight fell on the white hairs at his father’s temples, yet did not overshadow the focused sparkle in his eyes.

This scene made Lu Yuliang’s expression turn somewhat peculiar, his footsteps instinctively paused.

"Dad," he walked up, sitting on the single sofa beside, hesitating as he spoke, "Why did you suddenly want to understand the social situation in Yifeng Province?"

His father has always been uninvolved in worldly affairs, barely watching TV news or mobile entertainment, let alone reading newspapers word by word.

Yet these days, his father seemed to have suddenly changed, not only unwavering in flipping through newspapers daily but also particularly choosing to read about bizarre stories.

He would glance at ordinary news and put it aside, but he paid special attention to reports marked "mysterious cases" in the corner of the page.

The more bizarre and intricate the case, the more engrossed he became, sometimes flipping back and forth contemplating the printed words.

The serious focus made Lu Yuliang really unable to grasp his father’s thoughts.

Lu Xuan didn’t respond immediately, his gaze fixed on some text with a particularly eye-catching headline.

The text boldly read, "News has emerged again on the mysterious death of three female university students twenty years ago; was it caused by rumors of ghosts, or is there a real culprit pretending to be supernatural..."

The content below even mentioned, "According to an old security guard at Yingnan City University, back then he once saw a white car entering and leaving the campus, but couldn’t see clearly because it was too late at night..."

But before Lu Xuan could make out the subsequent details, the end of the text suddenly included a prominent line—"Follow the QR code for follow-up, focus on Qianliao Technology’s premier media account for further details."

Lu Xuan stared at the line guiding attention, his eyebrows barely furrowing, with a fleeting trace of speechlessness in his eyes.

The paper’s mentions of "ghosts harming people" and "real culprits pretending to be supernatural", were contents he could almost recite.

It was nothing more than unethical media repeatedly stirring up details of bygone events, tearing apart long-settled mysteries, then wrapping them with a layer of sensationalism.

After all, it’s just a ploy to leverage unresolved old cases to capture explosive traffic and garner attention.

That said, despite the media exploiting stale events for traffic, it inadvertently brought these dusty mysteries back into the public eye.

Let’s say it somewhat increased the chances for those wrongfully deceased to be remembered, indirectly giving them a voice.

At least, Lu Xuan had set his eyes on this peculiar case from twenty years ago.

To others who avoid and fear the word "ghosts", to him, it had become the hottest "desire".

For the current Lu Xuan, those supernatural existences touted as mythical were not the source of fear but rather what he urgently wanted to find.

After all, only these things could provide him with sufficient system points, allowing him to rapidly breakthrough this Red Dust world.

Host: Red Dust Immortal Lu Xuan (Fifth Life)

Realm: Embracing Elixir Master

Cultivation Technique: Ten Thousand Valleys Returning Flow Fist 5/9

Points: 90

Lu Xuan raised his eyes to look at the distracted Lu Yuliang, his voice wasn’t loud but carried undeniable weight: "Yuliang, investigate this case of female university students from twenty years ago, compile all relevant records.

"Whether it’s police files or media reports, organize them for me."

Lu Yuliang hadn’t yet recovered from the puzzle of "father focusing on unsolved cases," nor had he had time to respond.

Just then, the newspaper previously under his father’s fingertips suddenly and inexplicably moved with "no breeze".

The paper seemed to be pulled by invisible strings, rising lightly in the air and landing steadily in his open palm, without a crease at the edges.

This effortless technique instantly sobered Lu Yuliang, his grip on the newspaper unconsciously tightened.

The confusion lingering in his heart was instantly replaced by an inexplicable solemnity.

Lu Yuliang lowered his gaze to the newspaper in his palm, and as his eyes scanned the words "Yingnan City University," his face instantly turned pale, then overcast with a layer of iron blue.

It wasn’t due to the "ghost" hype in the report, but because he was far from unfamiliar with this case.

Twenty years ago, he was one of the heads of Yingnan City’s Police Department’s Criminal Division, leading a team investigating the mysterious deaths of the three female students for three full months.

Yet the final result was unforgettable for him: no fingerprints or footprints left at the scene, no clear cause of death found in the autopsy.

All clues were cut off halfway, as if an invisible hand had extinguished them completely, leading to watching the case turn cold, buried in the deepest part of the archives.

Lu Yuliang took a deep breath, his voice carried a trace of gloom, recalling the details from back then.

"Dad, no need to compile, I know this case best."

"The three victims all lived in dormitory D Building 506 at Yingnan City University,

The first girl jumped from the building late at night, losing her life first. Less than a week later, the other two girls also jumped at the same location—near the door of 506 dormitory.

Speaking of this, Lu Yuliang’s brows furrowed tighter, his tone full of earlier confusion, "Dad, what’s most puzzling is that Building D only had six floors."

"Right after the first case occurred, we immediately sealed off the 4th, 5th, and 6th floors of Building D, adding locks and setting guards at the ground floor."

"But how those two girls breached security, arriving at the door of 506, no one ever knew.

Lu Yuliang’s voice grew more solemn, his fingers gently tracing the newspaper’s edge: "In 506 dormitory, there were four girls in total, three lost, leaving one survivor."

He paused, his tone carrying a hint of regret from those days, "We listed her as a key subject for investigation back then, but after extensive checks, she was truly innocent."

"Her relationship with the deceased was very good, ordinary youthful teasing and laughter, without grievances or disputes, no motive for harm."

What was even stranger was that less than half a month after the incident, that girl went completely mad, muttering about "shadows," "don’t find me," "I’m afraid of ghosts..." and such nonsense."

"In the end, her family sent her to Yingnan City’s First Mental Hospital, reportedly not improving over these years."

Back then, we also invited psychologists who assessed her as a simple case of unable to cope with consecutive loss of friends, mental strain long stretched, considered a normal stress response, with no so-called ghosts appearing."

Lu Yuliang spoke, deliberately accentuating the words "no ghosts," as if convincing his father, or perhaps himself.

Yet just as he finished speaking, his expression darkened again, his brows tightly knitting — his mind unwillingly flashed with recent family troubles.

Nephew and niece harmed to the brink of death by an evil sorcerer, also encountering the rumored ghost seeking lives, those scenes still chilling his heart when recalled.

"It seems the deaths of those three university students back then might, probably be..." he stopped halfway, his voice suddenly halted, the remaining speculation stuck in his throat, even he dared not easily speak it out.

If the family incident wasn’t a coincidence, then the unsolved case from twenty years ago perhaps wasn’t as simple as it appears either.