“Police Officer, he really is our actor; we were just filming just now!”

In the lounge, the director, with a bitter expression, explained to the Police Officers in front of him, his heart filled with frustration.

What kind of situation was this!

They were just filming a drama, how did they almost get arrested?

Xiao He also had a bitter expression.

Goodness, did this count as his ‘little black’ venture failing halfway through?

“Look, my chainsaw is fake—” Xiao He picked up the chainsaw, ready to prove himself, but as the buzzing sound of the chainsaw starting up filled the air, all the Police Officers took a big step back, their right hands instinctively pressing against their waists, watching Xiao He warily: “Put that down! Don’t move recklessly!”

Xiao He: “Uh—”

Seeing the Police Officers look like they were about to draw their guns at any moment, Xiao He quickly rubbed the chainsaw back and forth on his arm, “See, it won’t hurt.”

The chainsaw’s teeth were soft, and even when they touched his arm, they had no lethality. Only then did the Police Officers relax. Officer Zhang, who was in charge, picked it up and inspected it, then looked at Meng Lulu, who was still crying: “How did you scare her like this?”

Meng Lulu originally had a round face and looked like a sweet and well-behaved girl next door, but now that she started crying, she couldn't stop, making it hard for people not to overthink.

“Oh, doesn’t this just show how good Xiao’s acting skills are? Don’t you think so, Lulu?” The director frantically winked at Meng Lulu.

Officer Zhang patted the director’s shoulder, his tone stern: “Let the young lady speak for herself. What are you doing?”

“Sorry, sorry, I was too impatient—” The director could only continue to apologize.

Fortunately, perhaps because the police were there, Meng Lulu, feeling a great sense of security, miraculously calmed down a lot. Then, she looked at the Police Officers apologetically and said in a muffled voice: “Sorry, we really were just filming. I was also scared just now, and my emotions got a little out of control, which led to this misunderstanding. I’m truly very sorry.”

Just then, the Police Officer who had been confirming Xiao He’s situation also walked in and nodded to Officer Zhang: “This Xiao is indeed a student from Shanghai University; there’s no problem.”

“A student from Shanghai University...” Officer Zhang’s expression was complex as he looked Xiao He up and down, seemingly still comparing his face to the wanted criminal profiles in his mind. Then, he patted Xiao He’s shoulder earnestly, “Film well.”

Xiao He: “...Okay, thank you, Officer Zhang.”

Although he always felt that Officer Zhang’s words had a deeper meaning.

And what Officer Zhang was thinking was, this guy was inexplicably suspicious, especially his eyes. Once their gazes met, the alarm bells of this veteran Police Officer rang incessantly—

But he was a student from Shanghai University! His background check was very clean, with no prior offenses.

This person was also quite handsome, so why were his eyes...

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. College students, not yet exposed to society, usually have very clear eyes. But Xiao He’s eyes... carried a coldness and bloodlust unique to murderers, without any warmth.

Officer Zhang had only seen such eyes once, more than ten years ago.

That was a psychopathic murderer who had killed seven people in a row more than ten years ago, creating a nationally sensational serial dismemberment case. Officer Zhang had been fortunate enough to participate in the investigation of that case and had personally witnessed that guy being shot dead by the police on the spot.

That guy had the same eyes before he died—pure evil and killing intent, looking down on everything, including his own life.

Even after that, even when Officer Zhang encountered other murderers, he never saw those eyes again.

But now... they appeared on a student.

Officer Zhang felt a little conflicted, noting the name “Xiao He” in his mind, planning to investigate thoroughly when he got back. Just as he turned to prepare to pack up, Meng Lulu called out to him again: “Um, Officer Zhang, could I trouble you with one more thing?”

“Hmm?”

Officer Zhang turned back in confusion. The director, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, felt his heart tighten again—

My dear young lady, please don’t cause any more trouble!

“We’re about to continue filming... Um, could I ask one of you to stay a little longer? I feel safer with you here.” Meng Lulu clasped her hands together, “Please, just for about twenty minutes.”

Everyone: “...”

Xiao He: “...”

Enough, he felt sorry for himself.

Officer Zhang’s expression was a bit subtle, but as a veteran Police Officer who had seen many storms, he remained very calm. He first looked down ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) at his watch, then called out a young Police Officer following behind him: “Officer Xiao Li, please stay a little longer.”

Officer Xiao Li nodded: “Okay, Master.”

After the arrangements were made, Officer Zhang, still uneasy, pulled Officer Xiao Li aside and whispered a few instructions: “Pay close attention to that Xiao He, but don’t interfere with their filming.”

Officer Xiao Li didn’t understand why, but he still nodded solemnly: “I understand!”

Meanwhile, the director was once again giving Meng Lulu a pep talk, and Xiao He also tried hard to force a friendly smile at Meng Lulu.

Meng Lulu met Xiao He’s gaze and felt an inexplicable sense of threat. She Shrinking his neck, and nodded very quickly: “Okay, okay.”

So, when filming resumed, although Meng Lulu was still very scared, she managed to maintain the original plot.

-

“Ahhh—help me—!”

The girl ran, looking back, her expression filled with terror and fear, but she stumbled on a root, caught unawares.

“Help me—!”

The girl struggled to her feet helplessly, trying to seek help, but behind her, the killer, carrying a chainsaw, was slowly approaching.

A shadow fell upon the girl, obscuring her desperate and terrified expression. The killer looked down at his prey from above, his smile elegant and maniacal. He flicked the blood from his fingertips and raised the chainsaw high.

“Good night, poor child—”

“Ah—!”

The chainsaw fell on the girl, splattering a large amount of blood. The girl struggled and screamed, letting out painful wails, but the killer didn’t even blink, gazing intently at his masterpiece, his eyes filled with obsession and adoration.

But soon, those emotions instantly vanished after the person died, leaving only indifference and apathy.

—He only loved her dying wails, but he was unwilling to spare another glance for the fallen bird of death in his muddy pond.

The killer turned off the chainsaw, not even bothering to give it an extra glance. He casually grabbed one of the corpse’s legs and slowly walked deeper into the forest, humming a song.

On the original grass, only a patch of bloody stain remained...

-

“Cut! Cut!”

The director shouted until his face was red and his neck was thick. His dedication to the drama even made him forget his fear, and he slapped his thigh excitedly: “Excellent! Excellent! This is exactly the effect I wanted! We got it in one take! This is great!”

However, Officer Xiao Li, who had been standing by, had a grim face. He shot out and rushed deep into the forest to check the situation.

At this moment, Xiao He also detached himself from the role. He looked at the person on the ground, put down the chainsaw in his hand, and gently reminded: “Teacher Meng, it’s over.”

Meng Lulu opened her eyes, as if she had just escaped death, and gasped for air on the ground. At this moment, Officer Xiao Li also ran over, helped Meng Lulu up, and carefully checked her, seemingly still unable to believe that everything he had just seen was just acting. He stared at Xiao He with a suspicious look: “Xiao, are you a performance major student?”

His performance just now... really didn’t seem like acting.

Xiao He was embarrassed: “I’m a computer science major.”

“Computer science major?”

Officer Xiao Li murmured, seeming even more confused.

“Then how did you achieve such acting skills?”

Xiao He: “Perhaps... it’s talent?”

What golden finger? Don’t ask, if you ask, it’s talent!