After Waking up Beside the Villain

October 2025, 10, at nine o'clock in the evening, Chuhe District, Haicheng.

The night was dark and dark, there were few pedestrians on the street, and the old street lamps flickered nervously, making it difficult to determine whether they were on or off.

Since the frequency of weird incidents has increased in the past two years, the Security Bureau has issued some precautions for night travel, generally summarizing those incidents as epidemics, and reminding the general public.

Although the people are still ignorant of the truth of the world, there are indeed more and more strange diseases, and they can't help but not be more careful, and the nightlife in major cities is gradually decreasing with such caution.

The commercial districts that once covered half of the Chuhe District have lost a lot. They have lost the grand scene of feasting and feasting in the past, and the signboards with flashing lights seem to have lost more than half of them. It is dark and yellow everywhere, only the shadows of wild cats are silent. wandering around.

The car stopped on the side of the road, and Chu Yunsheng walked into Unit [-], Building [-], Hechi Community according to the home address recorded in Rong Chen's documents.

This community is a demolition and resettlement house, which has been around for some years. The exterior and interior are relatively old, and there is no elevator.

Two years ago, after Rong Chen graduated from Chuhe University, his parents passed away unexpectedly. They only left him an old house here, and there was no deposit or anything. It is said that he had encountered a telecom fraud and was deceived.

After Chen failed the public examination, he became an outdoor adventure anchor and went deep into no-man's land.

Unknown deep mountains, unexplored deserts, weird and uninhabited jungles, he seems to be not afraid of life and death, haunting these dangerous areas all year round.

Because of his good looks, he is a real adventurer, and he doesn't know how to sell sheep's tricks, so Rong Chen only experienced a low period of obscurity at the beginning, but it didn't take long for him to become popular, and he became a well-known little anchor.

After Rong Chen's accident, the Seventh Office checked his live broadcast experience and his residence, but found nothing.

The trampling sound of leather shoes echoed in the empty corridor.

While thinking about the words on those materials, Chu Yunsheng had already arrived in front of Room 602 on the sixth floor.

He glanced at the privately installed camera on the door and knew that it was closed, so he didn't hesitate, took out the bronze key in the evidence bag from the pocket of the windbreaker, and raised his hand to unscrew the closed iron black key. Metal door, stepping in.

The room was very empty and deserted.

The few pieces of furniture are soaked in the dark night, like stones floating out of the water, only the skin is dimly illuminated by the distant dim light coming in from the window.

Chu Yunsheng didn't turn on the light, and only took advantage of the weak light from the phone screen to walk around the small house with two bedrooms and one living room.

Everything here is placed where it should be placed, neat and full of life, except for a layer of thin dust that has not been cleaned for a long time, it looks like a very ordinary residence for single youths.

The seventh office has tested all the objects here, and even pried up the floor tiles one by one, but in the end they found nothing and could only restore it to its original state.Rong Chen's black leather notebook that Chu Yunsheng saw in that dream last night was naturally not found either.

No one thought that there would be any abnormal clues in this rummaged place, and the Seventh Office had long since given up monitoring here.

Chu Yunsheng walked into Rong Chen's bedroom, pulled out a chair in front of the desk, and sat down next to the bed.

There is still the breath of Rong Chen.

He put the bronze key on the table, gathered his energy, and looked at it intently.

There may be no way to avoid the spiritual pollution of those unknown existences, but it is not without a way to actively establish a connection with them and accept the pollution.In the confidential files of the Ninth Research Institute, there are similar studies. Although the experimenters all ended up mad or dead, it also proved that certain methods are feasible.

Chu Yunsheng pressed the key with his fingers, closed his eyes slightly, and outlined in his mind the dark tide, the dancing vines with strange patterns, and the fleshy brain that beat like life.

As the patterns and scenes gradually became clear, Chu Yunsheng's brain and heart began to feel sharp pain like a knife.

Tinnitus, shortness of breath.

The perception of the body is quickly lost amidst the frenzied clamor, and layers of delirium and phantoms hit the face, like falling into a bizarre tunnel. After the endless feeling of falling, there is a brand new brightness.

The light in the bedroom was on.

Chu Yunsheng turned his head and saw that there was another person on the bed, it was Rong Chen.

He was wearing light blue underwear and a summer white short-sleeved shirt. He turned on the bedside lamp and was getting out of the cool summer quilt. He was rubbing his temples irritably while taking deep breaths with lingering fear, as if he had just come out of a nightmare. struggled out.

Putting on his slippers, he got out of bed, squatted under the desk, and started digging through the drawers.

Like water, the bright light flowed from his fair neck to his narrow waist and slender legs, drawing a light and healthy blush.

Chu Yunsheng's suit pants were rubbed by his arm, causing some wrinkles.

Rong Chen seemed to feel it, turned his head to look, but saw nothing, only a piece of air on the chair.

Soon, he took out a notebook with a combination lock from the bottom of a drawer, opened the lock, flipped through the paper quickly, and tore three pages out of it.Then he squatted down again and put the notebook back in place.

The three scattered pages were placed on the table, facing Chu Yunsheng.

These are three diaries.

日期分别是2023年1月11日，2023年6月30日，和2024年1月11日。

Chu Yunsheng opened up three pages, glanced at them, and roughly memorized the content on them.

The first one was written by Rong Chen during the winter vacation of his senior year. He was in a car accident at that time, and his parents spent all their savings on it.He was hospitalized in a coma for about ten days. After waking up, a bowl-sized scar appeared on the back of his head. The doctor at the Ferguson Private Hospital said that it was the trace of a craniotomy performed to clean up blood clots in the brain.

Rong Chen, who had just been discharged from the hospital, was inexplicably disturbed by this.

The second is the record of Rong Chen's parents on the day of their death. The handwriting is messy, with dry wet marks, and it is full of Rong Chen's confusion, helplessness, and grief.

This should be written by Rong Chen who woke up in the middle of the night, because it was mentioned above that he has been in hallucinations and panic for the past few months. He only slept soundly tonight, but he didn't want to sleep like this. parents to go.

As for the third article, it was a full year before the car accident and he was discharged from the hospital. Rong Chen heard a knock on the door late at night, got up to look, and found that there was an unnamed courier at the door, and the recipient wrote his name.

In the package was a black leather notebook with many chaotic patterns, and a memory card.

He had heard the voice in the storage card, and decided to find out the reason why he had been having weird hallucinations since the operation, and the secret behind all of this.

"windy?"

Rong Chen stood up from under the table, saw that the paper on the table had moved, and looked at the half-open window with a little surprise.

Haicheng's damp summer wind just blew in, and his frowning brows loosened, and he let out a sigh of inexplicable emotion: "There have been more and more strange things in the past two years, I hope those horrible things will not become Reality……"

Picking up the three diaries, bringing them to the kitchen, and burning them, Rong Chen's expression became much lighter in the firelight.

But after 2 minutes, he seemed to feel that it was not safe to deal with it this way, so he took out the diary again, then gritted his teeth, and burned it all, without even the traces of torn pages.

After finishing all this, he returned to the bedroom, took out the black leather notebook from the open suitcase that had not been tidied up, glanced at it briefly, then put it in the bottom shelf of the bookshelf, and used a stack of notebooks The newspaper blocked it, pretending to be an ordinary notebook, unremarkable.

So far, he has completely completed all the work that can make him feel at ease, threw off his slippers, turned off the lights again and lay back on the bed.

Opening his eyes and staring blankly at the ceiling for about ten minutes, Rong Chen finally closed his eyes and fell asleep exhaustedly.

The moment he closed his eyes, Chu Yunsheng felt that everything around him was shaking and changing. He obeyed his consciousness and left this illusion of the past.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still sitting in a dark bedroom, with dust floating around, and he was lifeless.

Moving his fingers away, Chu Yunsheng put the bronze key back in his pocket, got up and walked to the bookcase, and looked at the bottom shelf.

In the dim light, the grid was covered with a layer of old newspapers.

Behind the newspaper, a black leather notebook is sandwiched between a pile of social science books, ordinary.

Chu Yunsheng frowned slightly, reached out and took out the notebook.

Has it been here all this time without being discovered by the Seventh Office, or was it left intentionally by the Seventh Office to catch those related secrets?

No, not right.

On the eve before Rong Chen fell off the cliff, he was still carrying this black leather notebook with him, so it couldn't have been left at home all the time.

And if it was found in Rong Chen's belongings at the seventh place, with its contents and the prudence of the seventh place, it would never be placed in Rong Chen's home without taking it away for research.

Moreover, Chu Yunsheng remembered very clearly that there was no such thing in the list of Rong Chen's belongings listed in the seventh place.

Could it be that, on the night Rong Chen fell to his death, it came back to this bedroom in the Hechi community on the edge of the cliff of Xiaofeng Mountain and Rong Chen's body without a sound, and was completely undiscovered by subsequent searches?

As Chu Yunsheng held the notebook, a piercing chill felt inexplicably behind him.

He looked around, nothing but darkness, still darkness.

The light from the outside world disappeared completely without knowing when, and the room was empty and quiet, except for the sound of his breathing.

Chu Yunsheng took a slow breath, turned around and sat back on the chair, and opened the black leather notebook in his hand with vigilance.

Just like what he saw in Rong Chen's hands before, this black leather notebook is full of weird and distorted words and patterns.

The lines of those words and patterns are very smooth and smooth at first glance, but if you stare carefully for two seconds, you will feel that they are like the traces of poisonous snakes crawling, full of weirdness, chaos, disorder and mania.

This feeling seems to be able to infect the soul, and people's emotions also fluctuate accordingly. Fear and panic are like being in a cold snake den or a grave.

The brain throbbed loudly, tingling and boiling, as if it would fall into flickering nightmares and conjectures in the next second.

Enduring the pain by force, Chu Yunsheng held his own Yixian Qingming tightly in the chaos, quickly flipped through the entire notebook, and forcibly memorized the words and patterns.

Only remember the outline, not explore the perception.

But even so, Chu Yunsheng's sweater and trousers were soaked in the terrified cold sweat in an instant.

Chu Yunsheng's face twitched, jumbled blue veins popped out of his forehead, and the muscles all over his body spasmed slightly as if snakes were swimming.

He had reached the limit of his patience, and his sanity was on the verge of collapse, but at this moment, he had finally gained something.

Some of these patterns are very similar to the strange patterns that Lu Zhixian saw on the petrified tentacles in the original plot when he was on a mission.

According to Lu Zhixian's later investigation, these patterns belonged to an extremely ancient prehistoric civilization city, and the entire city was a sect. They worshiped a great being called Chaos, claiming that he was the only true god at that time.

However, some scholars have found from some manuscripts that there are some sects and tribes that worship the Chaos One, and they all believe that the Chaos One is the old ruler who is stronger than the true god. He suffered an ancient curse and fell into a deep sleep on the earth. When returning to his place, he will be awakened by the spell and return to the earth.

Due to the limited clues and information, Lu Zhixian and the others stopped their investigation here and did not go deeper.

In addition, Chu Yunsheng also found a memory card and a map drawn by Rong Chen in the black leather notebook.

There are many places on the map marked with bright red crosses, and there are only two locations, which are circled.One of them is Xiaofeng Mountain where Chen fell into the cliff, and the other is not far from Xiaofeng Mountain. Chu Yunsheng recognized the landmarks and names on it, and matched it with the address where Lu Zhixian's parents suffered a mining accident.

It seems that there is a thread faintly strung together.

Slowly recovering from the severe pain and convulsions, Chu Yunsheng exhaled heavily, without any hesitation or fear.

He closed the black leather notebook, stuffed it into the inner pocket of the windbreaker, and then took out the old and dilapidated notebook computer from under the bed, turned it on, plugged in the card reader, and clicked on the contents of the memory card.

A corner of the truth has been spread out before his eyes by Rong Chen, Chu Yunsheng doesn't need to have any extra hesitation.

Inside the card is only a cruder map than Rong Chen's hand-painted one, and an audio.

Chu Yunsheng moved the mouse and clicked play.

The sound of the old computer was buzzing. After a blank period, an indistinguishable voice, obviously distorted by the voice changer, rang out in the narrow and dark bedroom. It was not Chinese, but French.

"You often hallucinate."

The voice was full of affirmation.

It is erratic as if it is in the ear, and it seems to be able to penetrate into the bottom of people's heart. It is not gentle but it seems to be extremely beautiful.

"In your hallucination, the sky is gray, crows are circling, and the earth is full of crazy hissing, all of which are traces left by reptiles."

"Passers-by walking on the street will burst out their brains and try to pick off other people's brains and put them in their own bodies. Children sleeping in baby carriages will chew off their own fingers and show cruel and cute love to you. Smile."

"As the bell rings in the middle of the night, a kneeling man in yellow appears in the shadows."

"They walked up the tall buildings, up the steeple, and jumped down one after another. The rotting flesh was layered on top of each other, and piled up one after another, rotting into a nest of worms."

It gradually became ear-piercing, like fingernails scratching glass, conveying an inexplicable sense of madness and confusion.

Chu Yunsheng pressed the center of his eyebrows, trying to ignore the emotional impact of the audio.

"These hallucinations are very distressing, very disturbing."

"You thought about going to the doctor for help, but every time you stopped at the door of the clinic, lingering and giving up. After going through that operation, you subconsciously no longer trust any doctor. No one stops you, it is you You're preventing yourself from recovering."

"You didn't even tell anyone about this craziness and speculation, including your parents. Maybe you didn't want it to be shared. You feared it, but you also enjoyed it."

"But you can't accept that fact yet."

"Your parents can't either, they don't know anything, but they seem to regret it. They broke the agreement and wanted to reveal your secret. In order to protect you, we killed them."

"No, don't rush to resent us."

"We reserve the opportunity for you to avenge us, but you need power, a lot of power. The car accident, the surgery, the death of your parents, all your doubts and troubles, as well as your power, are all in this black notebook. "

The voice gradually became softer, like the seductive whisper of the devil.

"This is a remnant of a copied magic book. It is very precious, and it comes from a historical stage other than human beings. All the collections and unknown technologies of the Security Bureau cannot be compared with it."

"It records a dark and terrifying history, contains evil and filthy spells, and teaches bloody and corrupt rituals. Countless great gods and talented magicians have owned it and enriched it."

"Now, its copy is in your hands, and the old power is about to recover. You can choose to submit to it, or you can choose to domesticate it."

"It will take you through the fog of this world and to the entrance of a new world."

"We'll wait for you there. My dear."

This strange voice laughed softly, revealing anticipation and joy.

With a short, sharp electric sound in the last two seconds, the audio played to the end.

Chu Yunsheng sat upright in front of the table, his cold face was pale and hollow under the light of the computer, and strange black and white illusions like cassette tapes appeared in his mind, like old horror movies, gloomy and seductive .

The gate of Ferguson Private Hospital, dazzling surgical lights.

Waking up late at night from nightmares, death notices and autopsy reports.

Mass burial pits, deep mountains and old forests, rotten animal corpses, gloomy and dead altars, dripping blood patterns and snaking characters——

It's Rong Chen, and it's Rong Chen's memory, the telepathy that Rong Chen exudes, comparable to an unknown and crazy existence.

Chu Yunsheng had established a connection with him last night, and he couldn't avoid it.

"Clatter—bang!"

With a chaotic sound, the computer fell to the ground and the chair overturned.

Chu Yunsheng fell headfirst on the bed, his raised palm tightly covered half of his distorted face, his throat wriggled, and the feeling of dizziness and vomiting was so strong that it almost destroyed all nerves.

Chu Yunsheng suppressed the feeling of vomiting, and quickly said in a hoarse voice: "...I'm going to Xiaofengshan and Pingxi mining area, how can I take you away?"

The eyes are blurred and upside down, and the light and shadow are distorted and elongated.

The retina spread a strange crimson, like blood vessels protruding, twisting and roaring.

Hoarse and frantic ravings gradually poured into the ears, they conveyed madness, pain, and unknown and distorted screams.Chu Yunsheng's heart beat uncontrollably as if he had an independent life consciousness, distinguishing the mysterious hiss for him.

Soon, he caught that voice amidst countless manias.

It is still as pleasant and familiar as before, but it has lost some cleanliness and clarity, and has added a creepy and obsessive charm and strange delirium.

"Don't go, don't go there...it's very dangerous..."

Amidst the endless hissing of evil, Rong Chen spoke softly, as if with a strange tenderness: "If... if you really want to go, want to know the truth that I have never seen... dig out my Brain, take it with you..."

"Bring me……"

"I am different from them...I will...I will protect you and not hurt you..."

"I know."

Chu Yunsheng opened his bloodshot eyes from between his fingers: "I will always...will believe you."

Rong Chen seemed to laugh.

The voice was too soft, as if it was just an invisible wind in the chaos.

After the laughter, the cascading hallucinations and horrifying whispers gradually disappeared, everything returned to normal, and the bedroom was still cold.

Chu Yunsheng sat on the bed for 10 minutes, calming down the severe physical and mental pain, then got up to clean up the mess here, took the things Rong Chen wanted to give him, opened the door and left here.

The door of 602 was locked again, Chu Yunsheng stepped on the voice-activated lights in the corridor, and walked downstairs slowly.

When his figure was about to disappear at the turn of the corridor, the blacked-out surveillance camera above 602 suddenly flickered, and slowly turned towards the direction of the stairs.

……

A week later.

Chu Yunsheng received the approval of the application for going out, and obtained a permit to enter and exit the restricted area.

He forwarded the approval and mission requirements to the seventh office, waiting for a reply.

It's a pity that the two field staff of the seventh office had already left last night, otherwise Chu Yunsheng wouldn't have to bother to submit an application to the seventh office.

The two actually wanted to leave a long time ago, because there was really nothing to investigate about An Xin's death, and similar incidents did not happen again during the seven-day dangerous period after the quarantine, so although the source of infection has not been found, the case can still be closed .

What surprised Chu Yunsheng was that Du Ying seemed to have forgotten his interrogation that night and the weirdness of the key, and she didn't feel strange about him at all, and she didn't plan to inform the Seventh Office, only under the shadow of An Xin's death. After a few days of silence, it gradually returned to normal.

Chu Yunsheng guessed that Rong Chen might have done something.

At the same time, near the Pingxi mining area.

In the van at the seventh location, Hou Wanguo just got into the driver's seat when he heard a notification sound coming from his tablet computer. He opened it casually and saw the report submitted by Chu Yunsheng to investigate the abnormal situation in the Xiaofengshan and Pingxi mining areas. Application, and approval from the bureau.

"Deputy Director, what's the matter? New mission?"

On the co-pilot, Lin Yi poked his head over and asked curiously.

"The Ninth Research Institute," Hou Wanguo said, "the last time I said a few words, I didn't test whether there was anything wrong with Rong Chen's body. But looking at it now, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it. Their new directors have found other ways Come to find new scientific research results."

"Then our team will pick it up?" Lin Yi asked.

Hou Wanguo grinned: "Accept, why not? I have been in touch with this Dean Chu a lot. I always feel that he is not simple and has a big secret. If possible, I will also apply for a sanity monitor for him, and put it on his wrist. Last time, these scientific research geniuses, eight out of ten are crazy."

Lin Yi heard something from Hou Wanguo's banter: "Deputy, do you doubt him?"

"It can't be said, let's intuit it." Hou Wanguo said, "Let's not talk about it, let's send the last two home first. They have been here for two weeks. Since there is no problem in the inspection, there can be no further delay."

Hearing this, Lin Yi looked at the back seat through the rearview mirror. There were actually no seats there, and they were all removed, leaving a large blank area. At this time, there were two stretchers lying on the stretcher beds, two people covered with white cloth. corpse.

"It's a couple who go out to work."

Lin Yi couldn't bear it and said: "I have read the information of their family members. An 80-year-old left-behind old man is deaf and blind. A son who is in the third year of high school is studying in the town high school, and his grades are difficult to enter the university... Now the two of them The pillars are gone, even if the mining area pays a lot of compensation, the life of the children and the elderly in the family will be even more difficult..."

Hou Wanguo sighed, did not speak, and stepped on the accelerator in silence.

The dusty van started and went straight to Lujia Village in northern Henan.