The head hovered on the verge of oblivion, on the brink of dissipating completely, but it was struck with the frying pan once again.

Silence enveloped the surroundings for a long moment.

However, the truth talisman remained firmly attached to the head. As long as even a trace of lingering resentment remained, it compelled the head to continue divulging its dark secrets.

“I asked that woman to help me take the photos. Each photo cost a dollar,” it confessed.

Naturally, the price would increase if the scope of the request expanded.

Every day, without fail, he would spend one or two hundred dollars purchasing photos from that woman.

But gradually, he was no longer satisfied.

“One day, I encountered a young boy from my neighborhood who had just returned home from school…”

“I knew him well. I had been observing him for quite some time. His parents were always occupied, and on certain days, they would drop him off at the community gate before rushing off to work overtime.”

On that particular day, the little boy walked home alone, holding two buns.

Hex guessed that those two buns would serve as his dinner for the night.

There was no one else in his family—no grandparents or relatives who could pick him up. If there were, surely they would have been there for him.

“So, I gathered my courage and approached him,” the head continued.

“Children are easily swayed. I told him I was his neighbor, expressing concern about his busy parents. How could it be alright for him to have buns for dinner? I invited him to my house for dinner, promising that I had Ultraman there…”

In this way, the child was lured away.

Of course, the child was not spared.

“I didn’t kill him in the end,” the head claimed. A tinge of regret seeped into its voice, “I merely threatened him, warning him not to tell anything to his parents. I made it clear that if he did, I would subject him to the same treatment next time.”

Josh tightened his grip on the frying pan, and once again smacked it with a resounding impact.

This time, the ghost head let out a puff of air, unable to maintain its form, and dispersed into a cloud of black mist.

“Even if he didn’t tell his parents, you would have treated him the same way next time!”

This is madness!

happen

remained silent for a moment, then spoke

returned home, his mother noticed something amiss that

as long

the boy’s parents discovered the

night, the boy’s father beat him

to board the train? Did you board before or after your death? And how did you pass through security checks?” Josh continued

forcefully, and the ghost with the head had been completely obliterated, transforming into a wisp of black

Josh was momentarily speechless…

hit him

his uncle would be enough to uncover the identity of the murderer and unravel the circumstances

somewhat deserved, but unfortunately, the boy’s father would now face charges of

all along, simply striving to provide a better environment

had ended up like

As a result of exerting too much force earlier, his legs gave way,

moment, fatigue

this very instant, a wave of empathy washed over Josh as he understood Lilly’s emotions and the difficulties

to slip from his grip and fall to

for Josh’s schoolbag, collecting the scattered nets and carefully folding them

strewn about, moving slowly, giving Josh enough time

his efforts, Josh’s hands were still

this, remembered something, and swiftly retrieved a water

a drink,” Drake said, unscrewing the

was the water from the ice pond that their sister had

it felt purer than any filtered

drinking it, Josh could not

the water dispelled the

the sensation of inexhaustible strength coursing through

trembling hands, Josh grabbed the water and poured it down

Beyond the woods…

setting up cartoons for her, he felt

knowing his sister would obediently watch the cartoons without wandering

aura enveloped Alban’s arm, prompting him to halt as he reached the outskirts

to address the dark aura on his arm; otherwise,

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