Coming to Nan Huaili's house from memory, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I could see there were quite a few people inside. Judging by their attire, they should be friends who came to express their condolences to the Nan family.

Nan Jin's mother sat on the sofa, the whole person giving the feeling of being numb. The light in her eyes was gone.

Jiang Cheng observed the surroundings and didn't see Nan Jin's figure.

She should still be on the second floor of the villa, in her own room.

Choosing a remote location, Jiang Cheng nimbly climbed to the second floor and appeared outside Nan Jin's bedroom window. Through the glass window, he could just see Nan Jin sitting on the bed in a daze.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Cheng knocked on the glass window.

Nan Jin raised her head. The moment she saw Jiang Cheng, her eyes paused, and then something suddenly flashed in her eyes.

"Miss Nan," Jiang Cheng said after being let in through the opened window, "I'm really sorry to have to see you in this way."

He pointed directly to the area below, explaining, "There are many people downstairs. It wouldn't be appropriate for me to appear rashly, so..."

To Jiang Cheng's surprise, before he could finish speaking, Nan Jin suddenly stepped forward and hugged him, crying, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you go. Something must have happened to my father. I thought something had happened to you too, and you would never come back."

Actually, when Jiang Cheng received the call from the bar owner, he understood the general situation.

Nan Jin must have come to the studio to find him, but at that time, he and Lin Wan'er were trapped in the haunted hospital, so Nan Jin ended up going to the bar.

He just didn't expect the bar owner to rely on his imagination and create a bloody drama.

He almost had a misunderstanding with Nan Jin.

"I'm fine, aren't I?" Jiang Cheng comforted softly, "If you use a little more force, something might really happen to me."

He was telling the truth. He didn't expect Nan Jin to look so gentle, but her strength was actually so great.

This experience was different from the past. After leaving the haunted hospital, neither his physical strength, his energy, nor even the injuries on his body had recovered.

He was very weak now.

Diagonally opposite was a sofa. Jiang Cheng sat on the sofa, was silent for a moment, and finally opened his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't bring back your father."

To Jiang Cheng's surprise, upon hearing this, Nan Jin was silent for only a few seconds, and then said in a low voice, "I know."

Her reaction made Jiang Cheng feel a rare sense of unease. He really wanted to say something to break this damned atmosphere and give the girl a glimmer of hope.

But after thinking about it, he found that the only thing that could comfort people was lies.

And he didn't want to deceive this girl, to give hope and then shatter it. Even he found such a psychological gap cruel.

But looking at the girl's dull eyes, Jiang Cheng still chose to speak, he wanted to try, maybe... he could change something.

"I saw Mr. Nan Huaili." Jiang Cheng slowly sat up straight. His height advantage, coupled with that face, made him look very credible. "He was trapped in a very strange place. I also strayed in there. Besides me, there were several other people."

"It's very dangerous there, unimaginably dangerous. Many people died there." Jiang Cheng looked at Nan Jin. "Your father was very brave and saved many people, but in the end he didn't make it through. The situation was very critical at the time, and I couldn't save him."

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and looked at Nan Jin. "Mr. Nan Huaili loves you very much. He doesn't want you to be sad because of his departure. He wants you to live well."

"Please rest assured, Mr. Nan Huaili did not suffer when he left." A very superfluous sentence, Jiang Cheng didn't know why he suddenly said it.

"Thank you." Nan Jin looked at Jiang Cheng and said, "Actually, I know my father is gone, but I'm so glad that Mr. Jiang, you were able to come back safely."

The purpose of comforting her had been achieved. There was no point in staying any longer. He still had a lot of things to deal with, the thing on Lin Wan'er's body, the guild website that Huai Yi mentioned, and the Fatty being kept by the middle-aged man...

He had made it very clear to the middle-aged man that no matter what clues he dug up from behind the Fatty, he would decide how to deal with them in the end.

Moreover, Xia Meng couldn't know about this.

Otherwise, he knew that with Xia Meng's friendship with him, even for his sake, the Fatty would not escape the misfortune.

After saying goodbye to Nan Jin, Jiang Cheng still chose to leave through the window. There were too many people downstairs, and his appearance might cause Nan Jin's mother to lose control of her emotions.

Moreover, he didn't have the time, nor was it necessary to explain too much to her.

The fewer people who knew about the Nightmare, the better. The probability of ordinary people being killed in supernatural events was very small.

But if it caused panic, the impact would be irreversible.

From the looks of it, the Night Watchers had been around for quite some time, which suggested that supernatural events had appeared even earlier.

For Jiang Cheng, the Night Watchers were an organization with official support and national backing, specializing in dealing with supernatural events.

Those strange disappearance cases in Rong City would eventually be summarized to them.

Their purpose was not difficult to guess, it was nothing more than to eliminate potential threats and solve supernatural events occurring in various places.

There were also a group of spontaneously formed people or organizations with the ability to deal with supernatural events among the people.

Huai Yi and the friends he mentioned belonged to this category.

For these people, it was useless and unrealistic to simply use justice and morality to restrict them.

They just wanted to live and enjoy life. As for morals and justice, they were worthless in the face of the belief in survival.

And Crimson was the most cruel and uncontrollable group among them.

From Yu's conversation with the middle-aged man, Jiang Cheng learned that Crimson was a group of crazy people who would stop at nothing.

They were tightly organized, acted cruelly and decisively, were unusually cunning, and seemed to have a knowledge of the Nightmare that ordinary people couldn't match.

Jiang Cheng even had a feeling that the Nightmare was not a burden to them, but an opportunity.

They coveted something in the Nightmare, something deep down, and once they got their hands on it, they would inevitably break some kind of balance and cause disaster.

Even Jiang Cheng felt that the Nightmare was now eroding the real world at a terrifying speed, and the boundary between the two was becoming increasingly blurred.

This was like an irreversible trend.

And behind all this, could it be... that Crimson was also involved?

"Mr. Jiang."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng suddenly realized that he was already standing in front of the window, but he had involuntarily fallen into thought. Nan Jin was still standing in front of him.

He was being a little rude...

"I'm leaving." Jiang Cheng gestured, but just as he was about to turn around, he caught a glimpse of Nan Jin's face, which couldn't help but remind him of the timid girl from the bar that night.

She was obviously very outstanding, but she was also so humble that she seemed to want to wrap herself up and shrink into her shell.

He stopped, then stepped forward and gave her a light hug.