Chapter 393: Man-Made Mystery

Chapter 393 – Man-Made

Lifting his arm, Xiao Yu reached out into empty space as if to grab something, then shook his head.

It’s impossible to achieve by conventional methods!

He could tell that, and so could Wang Dong and the others.

That’s why it’s considered unrealistic… Xiao Yu smirked.

I mean, by normal means.

But unconventional methods can still make it work.

Shifting his gaze, Xiao Yu looked over at the second corpse.

The deceased, a man, had a face mutilated into a gruesome mess of blood and flesh.

His features were severely torn—his face utterly shredded.

Bite marks were clearly visible.

Marks made by human teeth!

But from the width of the bite, the biter’s mouth was open extraordinarily wide.

So wide that no ordinary human could possibly manage it!

At first glance, the marks seem human, but could they really be human bites?

No—there’s another way to do this!

Next was the third corpse.

The cause of death was similar—a stabbing with a dagger, accompanied by unmistakable bite marks.

After examining all six corpses,

it became clear that all the victims shared a common factor in their deaths.

The fatal tool was some kind of blade.

Yet their bodies bore several inexplicable bite and tear marks.

So mystical, so eerie… Xiao Yu chuckled and shook his head.

“Seeing that smile, I figured you must have noticed something,”

Wang Dong fixed his gaze on the younger man’s face, his eyes gleaming.

“Speak up,” Xiao Yu said as he strode out of the Cold Storage.

It’s damn freezing out there!

Wang Dong: …

Damn, the kid’s even putting on an act?

But to be fair, his silhouette did exude a bit of a boss vibe.

…

Outside the Cold Storage, inside a business car.

“The six victims were murdered,”

Xiao Yu said very seriously while looking at Wang Dong.

“…”

After a long silence, Wang Dong retorted, “I’m not blind!”

“Don’t you understand what I’m saying?”

Xiao Yu laughed and shook his head. “What should I do to save your brain… I said they were all killed by someone.”

Wang Dong grew slightly angry.

Even a fool can see they were… hmm?

“Killed by someone?” Wang Dong was momentarily stunned.

“Yes, not by a ghost.”

Xiao Yu nodded. “Though the deaths were unusual—impossible with conventional methods, mystical, eerie—they were all caused by physical injuries.”

Physical injuries… Wang Dong blinked as if taking notes, finally understanding.

It’s like playing a game.

There are physical injuries and magical ones.

To put it in perspective:

Injuries inflicted by humans are physical.

Those by supernatural beings are magical.

“Can it really be done?” Wang Dong’s eyes lit up.

“It can,”

Xiao Yu affirmed with a nod. “Let’s head back to the crime scene.”

No further explanation was given.

It’s just that these details aren’t key right now…

…

Twenty minutes later,

Xiao Yu and Wang Dong returned to the crime scene.

“What is Disc Spirit?”

“Simply put, it’s used to extract someone’s secrets or to deceive them,”

he explained. “Essentially, it was born from planchette techniques designed to trick people.”

“Although the Disc Spirit can’t predict the future, it can answer any question that at least one participant knows.”

“If everyone plays by the rules, you’ll always get the correct answer.”

“That’s the original purpose of the Disc Spirit game!”

“Yet its unique twist relies on ghost stories to scare people—to invoke their deepest fears for a certain end.”

“Of course, the idea of the Disc Spirit evolved from planchette techniques,”

she continued, “and those techniques are real.”

“Using them, you can even hypnotize a disc,”

allowing for a counter-physical process…

While expounding, Xiao Yu glanced at the table before him, chuckled, and shook his head. “Clearly, they have no real understanding of planchette techniques!”

Wang Dong: (￣□￣)

What on earth is the kid rambling about?

He’s a trickster, but he’s sharp.

What on earth are planchette techniques and counter-physical processes?

“Now, let’s see how they actually operate it,”

Falcon’s Eye… Xiao Yu bent down.

He examined the table and the blood-spattered Disc Spirit diagram atop it.

There were sliding marks and signs of pressure on the paper.

This indicated that at the time of the incident, the disc was subject to gravitational pull.

Falcon’s Eye made every tiny detail crystal clear.

Squatting, Xiao Yu inspected the underside of the table.

There were no marks or mechanisms, ruling out the table as the culprit.

“Bring two magnets,”

Xiao Yu ordered as he stood. “Also, find a similar table—same thickness.”

Soon, two magnets and a table were brought over by the security team.

Xiao Yu first placed one magnet on the smooth table surface.

Then, holding the other magnet, he slid his arm beneath the table.

As his arm moved, the magnets attracted each other, causing the one on the table to slide.

“This is roughly how the disc was manipulated under surveillance,”

Xiao Yu said, frowning as he stood up. “But I still can’t figure out how they precisely controlled the arrow on the disc to point exactly where they wanted.”

Wang Dong nodded. “We understand the principle, yet it defies logic.”

Did they really expect National Security to be a bunch of freeloaders—never conducting such experiments?

No, they not only did it, they ran several experiments.

Just as Xiao Yu mentioned.

They couldn’t possibly control the disc’s arrow to precisely indicate a specific inscription.

That’s why it seems so unscientific and eerie.

“The issue likely lies with the disc itself,”

Xiao Yu sneered. “Surveillance footage shows that after the Red-Robed Woman appeared, she took hold of the disc… hm, assuming that skeletal hand can still be counted as a hand.”

“That’s not the main point,”

Wang Dong shook his head. “The real question is—how did she… float?”

Surely, even a normal person knows that, right?

How can someone possibly float?

Xiao Yu looked up toward the high ceiling of the room.

There were no traces of ropes or wires, ruling out the use of hidden harnesses.

Then, how can someone float without any gadgets?

Levitation?

Excluding superpowers, supernatural forces, or ghost tricks… how is that possible?

Impossible!

Xiao Yu’s mind raced.

Two minutes later, he burst into a laugh…

“What if…”

Xiao Yu gave Wang Dong a strange look. “Was the Red-Robed Woman ever really alone?”

“What do you mean…”

Wang Dong’s expression immediately changed. “Is she still a ghost?”

“Wang, your logic is off,”

Xiao Yu laughed heartily. “If she’s not a ghost, what else could she be?”

Wang Dong was taken aback.

“Isn’t it possible…”

Xiao Yu enunciated each word, “that it was a man-made floating apparatus, engineered to look like a person?”