Chapter 831

The head glided toward Drake’s classroom, its ethereal presence outside the window captivating the attention of the students. After observing for a prolonged period, the motionless eyes shifted slightly, and it entered the room.

“This… doesn’t seem right.”

“This… isn’t working either.”

A shiver ran through the minds of the students, leaving them unsettled.

“Strange, did they crank up the air conditioner? I feel so cold.”

“Yeah, now that you mention it, I thought I was the only one feeling cold!”

During the self-study session, someone decided to investigate further. “The temperature of the air conditioner seems normal,” they reported.

Turning to his deskmate, Drake, the student asked, “Drake, do you feel cold?”

Drake sat upright and replied, “Nope.”

In truth, he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end as if he were being watched!

Was the head behind him?

Drake folded his hands, assuming the appearance of an attentive student engrossed in his book.

Unbeknownst to others, his left hand discreetly clasped the protective bracelet on his right wrist.

The head did not linger in Drake’s classroom for long. After unsuccessful attempts, it drifted away to another classroom.

In that classroom, a girl sat near the window, wearing a somewhat forlorn expression. It was the same girl who had sent Drake a love letter.

The head fixed its gaze upon her, attempting to attach to her. Astonishingly, it placed its head upon hers!

The girl, lost in her thoughts, suddenly experienced a numbing sensation in her head. She abruptly stood up, devoid of expression, and walked out of the classroom.

Everyone in the class was left dumbfounded.

“Selen, where are you going?” someone called after her.

Selen continued walking outside, she could not hear anything.

While engrossed in his book, Drake suddenly felt a piercing gaze fixed upon him from outside the window. Raising his eyes, he locked gazes with the girl from the neighboring class. Her unwavering stare carried an inexplicable chill.

Drake’s heartbeat quickened, and he squinted slightly in response.

However, the girl’s visit was brief, as she proceeded to the next class.

Josh had a similar encounter. Initially relieved that he could not see the head anymore, he looked up only to find the girl from the bus standing outside the corridor, directing her intense gaze at him.

Josh saw the head resting upon the girl’s shoulders. She appeared to be a nine or ten-year-old, holding the head of an adult. The sight was eerie no matter how one looked at it.

Josh couldn’t help but wonder, why was she always fixated on him.

Fortunately, a teacher noticed the girl and instructed her to return to the classroom. When she resisted, the teacher attempted to pull her back.

To everyone’s astonishment, the girl exhibited surprising strength, resisting the teacher’s efforts and emitting a horrific cry.

This commotion attracted the attention of those inside the classroom, prompting them to crowd around the windows. Even students who could not find a spot to observe joined the gathering, bewildered by the scene.

“Isn’t she Selen? What’s happening??” someone whispered in disbelief.

A boy emerged from behind the crowd, ascending the stairs. He was relatively tall, seemingly a sixth-

grade student. Positioned among the onlookers, he looked at Selen intently.

The boy glanced down at the spinning object in the palm of his hand. If Josh had noticed it, he would have recognized it as his spirit compass.

A faint light emanated from the boy’s hand as he held onto it tightly before turning and departing.

“It’s just a woeful ghost… not worth my attention,” he whispered. “Ivan, where has that kid gone…”

In the end, Selen was taken away, and Josh remained restless throughout the afternoon, unaware of her whereabouts.

Meanwhile, in the Task Force’s Dissection Room…

A dissecting table displayed a human head.

The head was drenched in blood, the eyes wide open and lifeless. It was a gruesome sight, but no other signs of decay were evident.

The case investigators were perplexed.

“Any progress?” inquired one.

The other shook his head. “Not yet! This stretch of railway has four tracks with over a hundred trains passing through…”

“Based on the direction the head rolled, it appears to have come from a train traveling downward.

We’ve examined more than 50 trains in that direction, but we haven’t found any leads.”

The man who appeared to be in charge furrowed his brow. “No, considering the level of decomposition, it seems that the person has been dead for at least seven days. This suggests that they couldn’t have been killed on the train.”

“In other words, someone brought this head onto the train.”

However, that seemed implausible.

Presently, every station required thorough security checks upon entry. Carrying a head through the security check without detection would be impossible.

“Continue the investigation,” the leader commanded.

“Yes!” responded the team, determined to uncover more clues.

…

Lilly happily clutched her small schoolbag and sat on the stone pier by the school gate as she usually did.

To her surprise, she looked up and saw her three brothers waiting for her at the entrance.

Beside her sat a girl who appeared to be in the upper grade. Observing that Lilly was waiting alone, she asked, “Don’t you have anyone to pick you up? I have my brother!”

Lilly responded bluntly, “My brothers are picking me up too.”

The little girl seemed dissatisfied and retorted, “My brother is in sixth grade, and he’s very tall! He’ll beat you.”

Lilly glanced at her dismissively, saying, “I have three older brothers. If you dare to lay a finger on me, my three brothers will give you a taste of your own medicine.”

The little girl’s expression suddenly crumbled, and she burst into tears.

Lilly was taken aback. “What’s wrong?” Drake and the others hurriedly approached upon seeing Lilly’s distressed expression.

They had a sense of security once they saw their sister.

Josh asked, concerned, “Why is she crying?”

Lilly shook her head. “I don’t know. She said that her brother would beat me up, so I told her that my three brothers would beat her up if she did that too, and then she started crying.”

Just then, a boy taller than the average elementary school student approached, his brows furrowed.

“Who made you cry?” he demanded.

The little girl pointed at Lilly and sobbed, “It was her! She said her three older brothers would beat me up!”

Lilly, momentarily disregarding the little girl, stared intently at the tall boy in front of her.

Wait, who is this guy?

Why did she sense the presence of Ivan from him?

With a guarded expression, Lilly blurted out, “What did you do to Ivan?”

The tall boy narrowed his eyes…