# 62
**Chapter 62: Two Freaks**
"No… this can’t be real!" Li Yifei stared at the bullet wound on his chest, shaking his head frantically. "I couldn’t have killed anyone. I’m not a monster…"
"Li Yifei…" Lin Qiye grabbed him by the collar, yanking his face close, locking eyes with the terrified boy.
"Look into my eyes!"
*Shhhhk—!*
Two golden furnaces ignited in Lin Qiye’s pupils. Seraphim’s divine might poured out, flooding Li Yifei’s mind.
In seconds, Li Yifei’s eyes rolled back and he passed out cold.
Yet the next instant, a powerful hand clamped around Lin Qiye’s wrist. Li Yifei’s eyes snapped open again—now vertical, slit, eerily calm and unfathomable.
"Interesting… how did you see through me?" His voice was deep, unhurried. "With your mere Zhan-level perception, you shouldn’t pierce my disguise."
"I didn’t," Lin Qiye answered, golden flames still blazing. "Otherwise you’d have been exposed back in the agency basement. Ever since we entered the school, everything looked reasonable—yet reeked of wrongness."
"You mean… you deduced it?"
"More or less. You left too many holes."
"Oh?" Li Yifei’s eyes narrowed. "Let’s hear them."
"First clue: your sick-leave note." Lin Qiye spoke evenly. "When you walked into class this morning, you carried one."
"So what?"
"According to you, after classes yesterday you realized you’d forgotten your homework, came back to school, witnessed Liu Xiaoyan eating someone, then fled and found us Night Watchmen.
Tell me—when exactly did you apply for that note?
Don’t say that after seeing a classmate devoured, you predicted we’d team up today and popped by the registrar—long after office hours.
Only two possibilities remain.
One: you’d already forged the note to skip school, then accidentally stumbled on the cannibal scene.
Two… you knew we were coming, even prepared to enter with us."
Li Yifei stayed silent for a moment. "Continue."
"Second clue: the human skins hung on the girls’ dorm balcony.
The Naga Serpent is cautious; hiding among humans for so long, it would never flaunt skins so openly—too risky.
Yet it did. At first I couldn’t see why, then I realized—it wanted us to know it was inside that building.
It wanted to be found!"
Lin Qiye stared into those vertical pupils. "Then you appeared, out of nowhere, as if to lure Hongying away and trigger a campus riot.
And Li Yifei, our savior, led the students in a textbook defense against the serpent spawn—perfect survival script!"
"Even then, I didn’t suspect you. The real doubt came from An Qingyu." Lin Qiye glanced back.
Li Yifei’s neck twisted grotesquely, rotating a hundred and eighty degrees to study the thin, spectacled boy.
An Qingyu adjusted his glasses. "The number of serpent spawn besieging us was odd.
When they first showed up, everyone fled upstairs; only our class barricaded the doors with desks.
Most monsters either charged the fourth floor or blocked the ground exit; merely two lingered on the third to attack us.
Predators usually pick the easier prey. We looked weaker, yet they ignored us.
At first I thought information lag—maybe they didn’t know we existed—but later I learned their vision is shared."
He paused. "They knew we were easy meat yet stayed away—almost as if… they deliberately kept us alive.
Then Li Yifei arrived like a divine soldier, rescuing us.
After killing those two, he lured six more—just enough to pressure us, not crush us. One more and we’d have collapsed, yet they never came.
And the moment Lin Qiye was almost here, those six suddenly surged—pushing us to the brink. Too coincidental, too staged."
"That’s all?" Li Yifei frowned.
"No. The decisive clue was when the spawn cut your rope." An Qingyu shook his head. "During your rappel, two serpents never saw the rope. Yet the next six severed it instantly—like they knew it was your escape route.
They destroyed something they shouldn’t have seen. Only explanation: someone among us shares vision with them."
He spread his hands. "Of course, I knew little about the serpents then; the final picture came after Lin Qiye and I exchanged notes."
Li Yifei’s vertical pupils fixed on An Qingyu and he sneered, "Should’ve killed you first, smart boy."
"Also," Lin Qiye added, "every time the serpent appeared, you were absent. First encounter—after your confession to Wu Shujie, before you reached the sophomore corridor—where were you?
And when we fought the serpent’s main body, you left to ‘search for other survivors’—cementing my suspicion." An Qingyu finished.
Li Yifei looked from An Qingyu to Lin Qiye, gave a self-mocking laugh.
"How did I end up running into you two freaks?"