381: Chapter 309 Father 381: Chapter 309 Father Based on the young man’s past reincarnation experiences, he would only reincarnate to the point in ti ten years before the doomsday catastrophe after he’d died.
So, since he had reincarnated once again, he understood that he died that very night.
“Why?
Was it because I knew Lin Xing’s secret of ti reversal?
So, was I killed by him?”
Recalling Lin Xing, who was still in elentary school, the young man was sowhat uncertain.
Thus, in this life, he repeated the sa actions of his previous life, earning money, waiting, and getting close to Lin Xing…
Ti marched on to the night when Lin Xing told him about his ability to reverse ti.
However, this ti he did not fall asleep.
Instead, he’d placed three surveillance caras in his room and watched the monitor feed from under his blanket on his phone.
As ti ticked away second by second, he patiently observed the scenes in the lenses, but the unchanged footage gradually brought drowsiness upon him.
“I should have known to drink more coffee.”
“Miscalculated.”
“Should I get up and have a few cups now?”
As he debated whether to get up for coffee, suddenly a shadow erged on the phone screen.
His heart jolted, “Where did this shadow co from?”
He was certain he had been watching the screen continuously; no one had co in through the window or the door.
He hurriedly switched to another lens to see the person’s face head-on.
Under the night vision lens, their face appeared sowhat blurred, but he still recognized the identity of the individual imdiately.
“Lin Xing’s father?”
The next mont, the young man’s consciousness plunged back into darkness.
…
Reincarnated again.
The sa scene he had last seen still echoed in the young man’s mind.
“Lin Xing’s father?”
“To be able to kill instantly, and appear directly in my room, does he also possess so kind of supernatural power?”
Regarding Lin Xing’s parents, he suddenly realized that he had never paid much attention to them, as if they’d been just a pair of simple symbols, ones he subconsciously overlooked.
Only after he began to pay attention to them did he discover he knew nothing about Lin Xing’s parents.
What were their nas?
What did they do for work?
How old were they?
Where were they from?
What was their personality like?
What were their hobbies…?
He knew absolutely nothing.
Logically, if he wanted to uncover the secrets surrounding Lin Xing, how could he possibly not know anything about Lin Xing’s parents?
With doubts in his heart, he began planning for this life.
The first half-year was still spent earning money, and after he had earned the final sum, he shifted his investigative focus to Lin Xing’s parents.
However, after spending a vast amount of ti and effort, he found no relevant information.
“I still know too little about Lin Xing’s parents.”
So he waited until the family of three moved into the community, which finally gave the young man an opportunity to start getting to know them.
And this ti, in addition to getting close to Lin Xing, he devoted most of his ti to learning about Lin Xing’s parents.
First was Lin Xing’s mother.
At first, the young man just observed her from a distance and found that the full-ti housewife’s daily life was extrely monotonous, always just grocery shopping, cooking, and doing housework, seemingly without any interests or social life of her own.
Under his scrutiny, it beca apparent that there was a fixed pattern to the groceries she bought seven days a week, her clothing was always ticulous, even the ti she left the house daily was without any discrepancy.
And as for the neighbors in the community, the woman always kept everyone at arm’s length, as unapproachable as an iceberg.
Finally, one day, while she was out, he climbed from the balcony of the apartnt he had rented next door into Lin Xing’s house and secretly installed a cara.
Watching her every move in the house through the cara, he soon witnessed a strange scene.
After finishing the housework, the woman would sit in the chair like a statue, completely motionless.
Observing the woman in the cara, he watched her remain motionless for a full four hours, not even blinking once, feeling a chill surge in his heart.
“This thing…
it just can’t be human.”
But he couldn’t glean any more information from the impenetrable woman, so he turned his attention to Lin Xing’s father, the man who had killed him.
He began to follow him, noting his every workday and daily routine.
“Every day it’s the sa routine, no overti, no socializing, he seems polite but always keeps people at a distance.”
“This man is certainly strange as well.”
“However, only when he is with Lin Xing does he seem human.”
He stared at the screen and saw the father embrace Lin Xing in the cara, speaking gently, “Lin Xing, rember what I’m about to tell you.”
“You must obey the law, never commit any cris…”
Watching this scene, the youth revealed a puzzled expression, thinking, “Aside from those odd aspects, Lin Xing and his father really could be considered good people.
Why then did Lin Xing suddenly beco a murderer?”
He thought to himself, “This father has been instructing Lin Xing not to break the law from such a young age?
Perhaps he knows sothing?”
After observing for a long ti, seeing the programmatic life of Lin Xing’s parents every day, he felt he couldn’t get any further information with his current thods.
Just as he was contemplating whether to use more drastic asures, such as confronting them directly, spreading the videos, or stealing their personal information…
At that mont, he watched Lin Xing return to his room to do howork, watched his mother sit motionless like a statue in her chair, watched as Lin Xing’s father slowly approached the mirror.
The next instant, to his astonishnt, Lin Xing’s father began to peel off his face.
He peeled it away like layers of man-made skin and flesh, revealing a completely different face beneath, a face that was Lin Xing’s.
The youth watched in shock as Lin Xing’s father, after removing his mask, revealed a face that looked strikingly similar to Lin Xing’s.
The only difference was that this face appeared more mature and weathered.
“Do the father and son look alike?”
“But even if they do, why hide one’s own appearance?”
Questions piled upon questions in the young man’s mind, when suddenly, a daunting speculation flashed through his brain like lightning.
“Lin Xing’s father once killed using inexplicable ans.”
“He also looks extrely similar to Lin Xing…”
“Could it be…
is it possible that the one who will bring about the apocalypse, the one who will slaughter billions of people, isn’t Lin Xing but his father?”
As this thought materialized in his mind, his heart started to pound wildly.
Watching the man in the cara take out a new mask to cover his face and once again conceal his true appearance, the more the youth thought, the more he believed his speculation might be true.
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