"Mr. Wan, you're still here."
Lin Huiping and the two brothers Tian Yanghui and Tian Gaohan returned after sending off Master Kongming. Seeing Wan Yunting standing by the hospital bed, she asked with a smile, "Is my Old Tian out of danger now?"
"Mmm."
Wan Yunting nodded with a smile, looking at Tian Guofu leaning on the hospital bed. "Mr. Tian is no longer in serious danger. He can be discharged in two days. As for whether the person who cursed Mr. Tian will come for you again, I can't say for sure!"
These words stunned Tian Guofu, Lin Huiping, and their two sons. Tian Guofu's heart skipped a beat with tension. "Mr. Wan, what do you mean by that?"
Wan Yunting narrowed his eyes, smiling at Tian Guofu. "I made it very clear last time. You weren't encountering some 'dirty things,' but someone had cursed you. Someone was trying to harm you!"
"Dad, it must be that bastard Kong Fengnian."
Tian Gaohan said angrily, "I went to find him this morning, but that bastard hid and didn't dare to see me. It must be him playing dirty tricks in private!"
However, Tian Guofu, leaning on the hospital bed, looked displeased. He exchanged a glance with Lin Huiping, as if there was something they were hiding!
Wan Yunting, through their subtle exchanged glances, could tell from their expressions that they were definitely aware of something but were unwilling to tell him.
Wan Yunting sighed inwardly, knowing he wouldn't get any answers this way. Seeing that it was getting late, he said, "Mr. Tian, please rest well. Contact me again if anything comes up."
"Alright, Mr. Wan. Yanghui, Gaohan, see Mr. Wan out." Tian Guofu quickly recovered, a forced smile on his face.
"Mr. Wan, please…"
Tian Yanghui and Tian Gaohan extended their hands slightly. Wan Yunting nodded, turned, and left.
The person who cursed Tian Guofu made Wan Yunting increasingly curious. He also wondered what kind of grudges they had, for someone behind the scenes to curse Tian Guofu and torture him like this?
Could it be related to the killer who murdered Zhao Fuyang and Fei Xiang?
Although this was just Wan Yunting's personal speculation, for some reason, this premonition grew stronger in his heart!
Wan Yunting left the hospital and rode his motorcycle back to the Chinese medicine department, heading directly to Huadu University. Upon arrival, he saw a car parked at the entrance. Zhou Dong, Niu Qiuling, and two other police officers, all in plain clothes, were waiting at the university entrance.
Seeing Wan Yunting slowly approaching on his motorcycle, he immediately drew a disdainful look from Niu Qiuling, who mockingly snorted, "Busy chasing girls again last night, huh?"
He saw that she was wearing a white T-shirt that outlined her proud, ample chest in an alluring curve, paired with a shirt jacket, jeans, and black flat mid-calf boots.
Her short, ear-length hair and delicate oval face, coupled with her almond-shaped eyes, gave her an appearance that, though seemingly like a scorned woman glaring at Wan Yunting, undeniably showcased her beauty, capable demeanor, and excellent figure.
Wan Yunting ignored her directly, nodded to Zhou Dong and the others, "Sorry, Captain Zhou, for making you wait."
"No problem, we just arrived too," Zhou Dong said with a wave and a smile.
"Hey, I'm talking to you."
Seeing that the scoundrel was ignoring her, Niu Qiuling became even more annoyed.
"Are you speaking properly?"
Wan Yunting turned and glanced at her, then said to Zhou Dong, "Captain Zhou, I'll take you to see Grandpa Chang."
"Alright."
Zhou Dong nodded and followed Wan Yunting with his two team members toward the security room at the school entrance. Niu Qiuling, grumbling indignantly, followed them, moving to Wan Yunting's left side and fiercely pinching his left arm. Wan Yunting yelped in pain and turned to look at Niu Qiuling, who resembled an abandoned girlfriend, "Are you done yet?"
Niu Qiuling glared at him fiercely with her almond eyes and huffed, "I'm not done with you!"
Wan Yunting knew why this girl was giving him such a hard time and could only sigh helplessly. He led Zhou Dong to the entrance of the security room. There, Chang Wude was, as usual, lying on the lounge chair at the entrance after lunch, humming along to the music and nodding his head to the rhythm…
"Grandpa Chang, living the life, huh?" Wan Yunting approached him and said with a smile.
Chang Wude opened his old eyes and, seeing his grandson arriving empty-handed, immediately closed his eyes again and said in a drawl, "You unthoughtful kid, coming to see me empty-handed?"
Wan Yunting smiled and said, "Grandpa Chang, I came in a hurry today. Besides, your wife forbids you to drink, so let's drink less and focus on important matters first."
"Bah."
Chang Wude opened his eyes, glanced sideways at Wan Yunting, and said, "Drinking is the main business. Get lost."
Wan Yunting went up and squatted beside him, pointing at Zhou Dong and Niu Qiuling. "Grandpa Chang, these are police officers. We really need your help with something. It's about a murder case!"
"A murder case?"
Chang Wude turned and glared fiercely at Wan Yunting, saying angrily, "You unlucky brat, why are you coming to me with a murder case? Do you suspect me of killing someone?"
"Sweat."
Wan Yunting, too lazy to explain to the old man, gestured to Zhou Dong. A police officer beside him opened his file bag and took out several papers and two photographs. These were overall photos of Zhao Fuyang's body and a photo of the bronze conical spike.
The papers were samples that Zhou Dong and his team had painstakingly traced from the runes on Zhao Fuyang's body overnight. "Take a look. Do you recognize these runes and symbols?"
Chang Wude glanced with his old eyes at the photographs and the runes on the papers, as well as the mysterious vertical eye symbol. His gaze suddenly froze. He took the papers and photos from Wan Yunting, and his old face grew increasingly solemn. He couldn't help but murmur, "I didn't expect it to appear again after so many years…"
This remark startled Wan Yunting. Zhou Dong and Niu Qiuling, standing beside him, also showed expressions of shock and quickly asked, "Grandpa, do you recognize these runes and symbols?"
"It's the totem symbol of the Heavenly Eye Divine Religion!"
Chang Wude's old eyes widened, and he slapped the photos and papers with the runes and mysterious symbols in his hands. He told Wan Yunting with absolute certainty, and then gritted his teeth, "I didn't expect those scoundrels who do all sorts of evil to be out harming people again after decades!"
"Heavenly Eye Divine Religion?"
Wan Yunting, Zhou Dong, Niu Qiuling, and the others were stunned. They had never heard of such an evil organization.
Chang Wude pointed at Zhao Fuyang's photo and the conical spike on his forehead. "The Heavenly Eye Divine Religion believes that humans have a third eye. As long as they can open the third eye, they can predict the future, see through everything, and even achieve immortality, becoming gods who rule humanity. Therefore, they use all sorts of evil and bizarre methods to try and open their third eye!"
Chang Wude pointed at the photo and said to Wan Yunting and the others, "This method of sacrificial killing, with the runes drawn all over the body, are runes to suppress the soul of the deceased. And the symbol on the forehead is their Heavenly Eye Divine Religion's totem symbol!"
"The conical spike, driven into the forehead, suppresses and devours the soul of the deceased. They absorb and devour the souls of the deceased to possess them and practice an evil art called 'Soul Merging Eye Opening'!"
"This evil technique refines souls, strengthens one's spirit and soul, and opens their third eye, granting unimaginable abilities. Therefore, this is why they kill people through sacrifice!"