181: Chapter 181 Mutual Hatred

"That's right! Jiang Xinyi's body was dragged away, which also proves that this was done by a human, not some trick played by Little Brother Ghost."

"They can only drag away the bodies they killed themselves, as if it were a performance quota."

Chen Mo took a small note out of his pocket and handed it to Lu Chengfeng. "Take a look at this."

Lu Chengfeng took it and examined it carefully.

[In 1830, it had been 10 years since I left my parents. To be precise, it was after Mom hit Dad over the head with a wine bottle, and Dad stabbed Mom, that the two of them separated.]

[My brother and I became two normal people, living with Dad and Mom respectively. When Mom was performing surgery on my brother and me back then, she wanted to kill my brother to save me.]

[Dad, on the other hand, hated me even more. A few days after he brought me home, he sold me.]

[Fortunately, I met the most important person in my life: my teacher.]

[He was a sculptor who taught me how to make wax figures. I heard that my brother also found a teacher, an oil painter.]

[It seems that because of the surgery, my brother lost an ear, which caused neurological damage. As his body matured, his mental illness became increasingly severe.]

[He once suspected that it was because of me—the complete me—that he became a lunatic.]

[Once, I ran into him on the street. He laughed strangely at me, saying he wanted to kill me, that he would definitely find me and kill me!]

[I also have someone I want to kill. I want to kill that useless father, that twisted, perverted father.]

[My teacher told me that he read in a book from the East that 108 is a good number. He repeated this number in my ear over and over again, day and night.]

[And my teacher also said that completing 108 wax figures was his lifelong wish.]

[Because 108 wax figures almost represent the main personality classifications, just like in that novel he read, called "Water Margin".]

[On the night before my teacher passed away, he said he was entrusting his wish to me. I had to complete it, I had to complete the 108 wax figures.]

[At the same time, he asked me: "Am I a half-baked teacher? I was once just a Circus ringmaster; my artistic attainments are still too shallow."]

[I shook my head desperately and told him that wasn't the case, that he was definitely the greatest teacher in the world.]

[He widened his pupils and said earnestly: "Eugene, you must complete the 108 wax figures, even if you die!"]

[Later, I met my brother again, but this time, I didn't just meet my brother; I also met Mom and Dad.]

[Our whole family was thrown into a dilapidated house by my brother. This house was filled with wax figures, packed densely.]

[He laughed strangely, saying he had to fulfill his teacher's wish. His teacher told him that he must collect 108 wax figures, and then, he would be able to come back to life!]

[There were 100 wax figures in the room, but because my brother was mentally unstable, he grabbed the three of us, plus himself, and believed that made 108 wax figures.]

[Wax oil kept dripping down from the ceiling above our heads, entering my eye sockets, penetrating my throat, making me turn into a wax figure bit by bit.]

[I wanted to shout to my brother to stop him, but our family's mouths were all gagged by him, gagged with the barrels of hunting rifles!]

[Finally, my brother lit a cigarette and threw it onto the floor covered in wax oil.]

[After that, I felt very, very hot, as if countless blades were scraping against my body. When I opened my eyes again, I discovered that I had arrived in a Wax Museum.]

[A... world entirely composed of wax figures!]

"So... the mastermind behind everything is this Circus ringmaster."

"He first gave this pair of siblings a job, then forced them to have sexual relations, and then they gave birth to the conjoined brothers Eugene and Kevin."

"The doctor that Mom went to see later was also played by the Circus ringmaster, who performed the surgery on the brothers."

"Then, after the parents divorced, the Circus ringmaster became the teacher for both brothers separately, teaching them how to make wax figures."

"This family also all had conflicts with each other, wanting to kill each other."

[Hidden worldview unlocked: 2 / 2]

A message prompt popped up in front of Lu Chengfeng and Chen Mo.

Chen Mo briefly told him the story about the dean of No. 18 Hospital.

"The dean of No. 18 Hospital was also burned to death, which means... it was someone from reality who harmed this family."

"The ghosts in this Thriller Game might have all once been human?" Lu Chengfeng gasped.

The smoke he inhaled hung in the air, choking Lu Chengfeng until he teared up.

"Let's go! Let's first go count the number of wax figures."

During the day, the wax figures do not move. Every time the two of them counted one, they would place a hat on the head of the wax figure.

Or they would drape a trench coat over the wax figure; there were plenty in the clothing store.

Finally, the two reunited to confirm the final count.

"I have 50 on my side," Lu Chengfeng said.

"I have 52 on my side. Adding the 5 people who died previously and subtracting the traitor, that makes a total of 106 wax figures currently."

"Do you mean to say... Jiang Xinyi should have also been turned into a wax figure?"

"It's highly likely she's in Daming Palace. According to the information on this note, when the 108 wax figures are completed, that may be the time for the Circus ringmaster's resurrection."

"This is something like a ritual, so we cannot have anyone else die from here on out."

Lu Chengfeng nodded.

The two went to Daming Palace, and right next to the Zhu Zhanji wax figure, they successfully saw the wax figure of Jiang Xinyi, dressed in ancient women's clothing and wearing a jade hairpin.

"Still a step too late, damn it!" Lu Chengfeng gritted his teeth and punched the nearby pillar.

"Like this... her body can't even be preserved intact. I must kill that traitor."

Chen Mo let out a long sigh.

"Killing him is a must. Follow me."

Lu Chengfeng followed behind Chen Mo, and soon, the two returned to the church that had become an ocean of wax oil.

Watching Chen Mo pace back and forth on the wax oil ground, sometimes bending down and sometimes standing back up.

Finally, Chen Mo jumped down from the area with the wax figures.

"It's very clear now, Officer Lu. I know who the traitor is."

"But... we are still missing a bit of evidence. How exactly did he manage to commit the murders?"

Lu Chengfeng scratched his head, also recalling carefully in his mind.

Suddenly, a flash of yellow lightning shot through his mind.

"Chen Mo, is it him?"

Seeing Lu Chengfeng's expression, Chen Mo knew that Lu Chengfeng had definitely figured it out too.

The other party's behavior was extremely risky; one slight slip, and everything could fall apart.

Lu Chengfeng was trembling all over, feeling incredibly creeped out.

"It's too terrifying. Sure enough... the more reticent a person is, the more terrifying they actually are!"