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!

happened once, it would happen again,

ghost remained silent for a moment, then spoke with a bitter tone, “I should have killed

returned home, his

since the child’s parents were so preoccupied and neglectful, as long as the child remained silent, the adults would

parents

boy’s father beat

you board before or after your death? And how did you pass through security checks?”

with the head had been completely obliterated, transforming into a wisp

Josh was momentarily speechless…

him

to uncover the

deserved, but unfortunately, the boy’s father would now

all along, simply striving to provide a better environment for his

had ended

indescribable complexity. As a result of exerting too much force earlier, his legs gave way, causing him to collapse

that tense moment, fatigue had taken

of empathy washed over Josh as he

hands trembled uncontrollably, causing the frying pan to slip from his grip and fall to the

scattered nets and carefully folding them before placing them inside

about, moving slowly, giving Josh enough

Josh’s hands were

seeing this, remembered something, and swiftly

Drake said, unscrewing

the ice pond

felt purer than any filtered or sterilized

Lilly drinking it, Josh could not resist

his surprise, a single sip of the water dispelled the weariness of an all-nighter, infusing

coursing through his body, urging

water and poured it down

Beyond the woods…

sister off and setting up cartoons for her, he felt a sense of urgency

his sister would obediently watch the cartoons without wandering around, he could not

prompting him to halt as he reached the outskirts

dark aura on his arm; otherwise, it might have repercussions when he returned to

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