The crowd numbly raised their heads, a flicker of emotion in their eyes.
It was only because of Yang Feng's words, 'Congratulations, you all survived,' but they were somewhat disbelieving, a hint of suspicion appearing on their faces.
No one cared why they were kidnapped; they just wanted to know if they could truly survive.
Wang Lei took a deep breath and asked weakly, "Can we really... survive?"
Yang Feng smiled slightly, "Of course, you're not scum; you're witnesses."
The crowd still found it hard to believe, but a hint of joy appeared on their faces, and a glimmer of hope reappeared in their eyes.
That was the hope of living!
Gu Qingling, however, frowned, focusing on the reason for her kidnapping, and asked, "You just said we were once witnesses. What does that mean?"
Just as Yang Feng was about to speak, he heard faint footsteps outside the door, followed by a strong, clear voice,
"Yang Feng, you need to calm down. Impulsiveness will ruin your future. Let's talk, okay?"
Yang Feng heard the police attempting to negotiate, pondered for a second, and replied, "Give me three minutes. I need to think. I promise I won't touch the hostages during these three minutes."
Soon, a response came from the door, "Alright, you must think carefully! You're still young! You have a great future ahead of you!"
Despite these words, the police were stealthily moving closer.
An ordinary person might not have noticed, but Yang Feng could clearly hear the footsteps outside the door and knew they were gradually approaching.
Yang Feng paid no mind to it. Instead, he smiled at Gu Qingling and said, "I was just about to answer your question, but I was interrupted. No one will interrupt me during these three minutes."
"Let me ask a question first: Do you think this world is real?"
Hearing this, the crowd looked confused. After exchanging glances, they nodded.
Yang Feng smiled and then asked, "Do you believe there are superpowers in this world?"
The crowd became even more bewildered, completely at a loss as to what Yang Feng meant, but they still cooperated honestly, shaking their heads one after another.
Yang Feng's expression gradually turned serious as he solemnly said,
"Actually, the world we are currently in is fake. As for superpowers, those exist in the real world!"
"And you once witnessed supernatural phenomena, but that memory was erased."
The crowd's faces changed drastically. They found it unbelievable and also thought Yang Feng was sick, suffering from delusions.
But no one dared to speak, only praying in their hearts that this madman wouldn't go crazy and that the police would quickly apprehend him.
Gu Qingling frowned, "How do you know that?"
Yang Feng smiled slightly, "Fate, perhaps... or maybe it was a deliberate arrangement, but that's not important anymore."
"Because everything is developing according to my thoughts."
"I control the whole situation, not just now, but also the future!"
After speaking, Yang Feng slightly turned around, picked up the notebook from the table, and flipped to the next page.
And this page contained only a few short paragraphs.
"January 12, 3025, Yang Feng's own handwriting, second entry."
"It has been one year since that brush with death."
"It has been six months since the first entry."
"During these six months, I have been trying to prove that this world is fake, but I failed."
"However, I confirmed that the cause of my own illness is brain stimulation, and the stronger the stimulation, the faster I sense that strange wave frequency."
"Therefore, I began to experiment, going bungee jumping, riding roller coasters, skydiving. These indeed stimulated my brain and made that strange wave frequency faster, but... it wasn't enough."
"So, I suspected the stimulation wasn't strong enough. I could only feel the breath of death. So I adjusted the experiment. With safety measures in place, I jumped from a speeding car. That strange wave frequency accelerated again, and my strength clearly increased, but this... still wasn't enough."
"After multiple experiments, I had a crazy idea: if I want to witness the real world, I need to sense that strange wave frequency at its maximum rate, and that can only be... through death!"
"But once I die, I won't be able to witness the real world..."
........
As Yang Feng read this passage, his calm face began to distort, and his indifferent eyes became bloodshot, filled with madness and excitement!
He suddenly turned around, clutching the notebook tightly with both hands, crumpling it. His body trembled slightly, a tremble born of excitement.
"Soon... soon... I'm finally going to witness the real world!"
Suddenly, Yang Feng tore off the two pages with the previous year's entries, crumpled them into a ball, and forcefully shoved them into his mouth. Like a hungry wolf, he devoured them, swallowing the two pages.
Even crumpled, the paper still had sharp edges that cut Yang Feng's lips, causing trickles of blood to appear, which only made Yang Feng look more grotesque and insane.
Yang Feng understood a principle: A man is innocent, but his treasure makes him guilty!
This was why he had to tear off the contents of these two pages, because he couldn't let the people of the real world know about the existence of the jade pendant; otherwise, he would face endless danger.
Afterward, Yang Feng checked the contents of the notebook again to ensure there was no important information, then flipped to the page written after the police were called, smoothed out the slightly wrinkled paper, and placed it in the center of the table.
At this moment, the witnesses dared not even breathe. Their faces were somewhat stunned. In their eyes, Yang Feng had always been extremely calm, calmly controlling the entire situation, at most just speaking some crazy words.
But this was the first time they had seen Yang Feng so utterly insane.
It was as if the madness he had hidden in his heart was now fully unleashed.
They nervously swallowed, their faces etched with terror, even breathing cautiously, afraid of provoking this madman.
And their hearts were extremely tormented, because the three minutes Yang Feng had mentioned to the police were almost up. Life or death would be decided in the next minute.
Suddenly, Yang Feng sharply turned around, raising his eyes, which were slightly trembling. He looked at the crowd, his voice extremely excited, so much so that it trembled.
"I knew there was a real world, but I couldn't witness it."
"Because... my admission fee was a bit expensive!"
"Until one day... I found it! Hahahaha! I found it!"
"I found my father's relic, a tattered parchment scroll!"
"There was a bloody text on it, so fresh that the scent of blood hadn't even dissipated!"
"It told me what to do! I should have been skeptical and hesitant, but those words seemed to have a magical power that made me believe!"
"No, this was all specially arranged for me!"
Suddenly, Yang Feng's words paused slightly, and he grinned, his smile so radiant, yet in the eyes of the crowd, it was like the smile of a demon!
"How exactly does one discover the truth of this world?"
The crowd paused slightly at Yang Feng's question, exchanging bewildered glances. They were at a loss, only able to shake their heads.
Yang Feng dragged a chair and walked in front of the crowd, stopping directly opposite the dilapidated window.
He wore an expression of enjoyment, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, "That is death! To bloom in death!"
A sudden silence fell over the room, and the crowd's expressions were extremely complex.
The dark clouds outside the window had appeared and dispersed at some unknown time. The bright moonlight streamed down through a rift in the clouds, illuminating Yang Feng's body.
Half of him was shrouded in darkness, the other half bathed in sanctity!
This scene fell upon the witnesses' eyes, and an indescribable sense of eeriness welled up in their hearts.
At the same time, an aiming reticle quietly landed on Yang Feng.
In a hidden spot ninety meters away from the Unfinished building where Yang Feng was located, a man holding a sniper rifle spoke into his earpiece, "Captain, I have located the target. It has been confirmed there is only one perpetrator, four hostages are alive, and it is unknown if the other three are alive. Should I eliminate the perpetrator on the spot?"