I can rewind time to prevent death

LHTD Community Building F, Unit 12-4.

For the other residents of Building F, just the elevator stopping on the 12th floor, after Unit 4 became the scene of a bizarre tragedy, was enough to send shivers down their spines.

And within three days of the couple, Huang Jun and Wei Tingchun, being murdered, the rest of the residents on the 12th floor had all moved away.

This was because of rumors originating from unknown sources that the couple might have died from strangeness. Especially after the police left the scene, individuals dressed as if they were from the Commission Against Corruption began to frequently enter and leave the scene.

Thereby, the neighbors on the 12th floor collectively relocated. Those who temporarily had nowhere to move also took their belongings and stayed at relatives' houses, not daring to remain on the 12th floor of LHTD Community's Building F.

However, at this moment, people were unexpectedly living in room 4 of the 12th floor.

Granny Ren's eldest son, Lü Qiang, and his wife, Wang Qin were there, along with their eleven-year-old daughter, Lü Jiayan. But Granny Ren's daughter, Lü Yaoyao, her husband, and their child Yu Xiaochang were not here.

It seemed they were being protected separately by the exorcist.

There were three exorcists in the apartment: one was a middle-aged woman, another a bald man of a greater age, and the last was Huang Chen.

Wang Qin sat in the living room with her daughter, Lü Jiayan, her face clouded with worry, weighed down by her thoughts.

And her husband, Granny Ren's eldest son, was lying alone in the bedroom, already drunk to the point of stupor.

Wang Qin looked up at the three exorcists in front of her. After several days of interaction, she was fairly familiar with them and knew they had come specifically to protect her family.

Lü Yaoyao's family was similarly under the protection of exorcists at this moment.

"Ms. Lan Bing," Wang Qin suddenly spoke, addressing the only female exorcist in the room, "Are we really safe here? This place is a murder scene! I can't help feeling terrified."

The female exorcist was a middle-aged woman who was slightly overweight, dressed in a tasteful manner. Currently she wasn't wearing the suit that marked her as an exorcist but rather jeans, a gray short-sleeved shirt, with a light blue knitted garment draped over her shoulders.

Lan Bing appeared quite composed, clearly of a higher rank than Huang Chen, as the latter always stood beside her, his expression one of reverence.

She smiled at Wang Qin and said, "Don't be nervous. If the strangeness kills, it creates a huge field of strangeness at the scene. This field quickly forms intense dimensional cross-waves. The cross-waves, being created by the strangeness that committed the murder, repel their own kind. It would be excluded by its own cross-wave field and have a hard time or be unable to enter the scene for a while."

"This place is the safest for you right now," said another exorcist, an older man sitting at the other end, taking over the conversation.

This man, named Zhang Lai, was of average height and a bit on the thin side. Like Lan Bing, he was also a two-star exorcist.

Wang Qin nodded her head and hugged her daughter tightly in her arms, "If the strangeness truly cannot enter the scene of carnage it created, then I can rest easy."

Lan Bing glanced at Zhang Lai and realized that he too was looking at her. She had something to say, on the tip of her tongue, but ultimately chose to swallow her words.

However, Huang Chen couldn't hold back and said, "Of course, this isn't an absolute. Some extremely powerful strangeness can force their way into the same frequency cross-wave field they generated. But the likelihood of this happening is very low..."

Before he could finish, Huang Chen noticed Lan Bing frowning, clearly displeased with his impromptu remark, and he hurriedly shut his mouth.

Knock, knock, knock—the sound of knocking echoed.

The people inside exchanged glances.

"It might be Xin coming back," said Wang Qin. "Ever since his parents passed away, he's been very emotionally unstable."

Huang Chen said, "I told him today not to go out, but he wouldn't listen."

While talking, Huang Chen approached the door. He peered through the peephole and then unlocked the door.

Lv Xin stood drenched outside the door, his hair plastered to his forehead, a picture of distress.

"It suddenly started raining outside." As he walked into the house, Lv Xin wiped the water off his body.

"Go to the bathroom and dry yourself with a towel, take a hot shower, or you might catch a cold."

As an aunt, Wang Qin felt a lot of sympathy for Lv Xin, who had just lost his parents. She married Old Man Lv's eldest son, Lü Qiang, early on but had been unable to conceive. Thus, Lü Jun and Wei Tingchun's child ended up being older than her own daughter, Lv Jiayan.

Ever since the birth of Lv Jiayan, the couple had treasured her like a precious pearl.

However, their cold attitude towards Granny Ren was also learned by Lv Jiayan. As Granny Ren's granddaughter, after Old Man Lv passed away and Granny Ren was left to live alone, Lv Jiayan had only visited her once.

She had no memory of that visit whatsoever.

Lv Xin nodded his head, without saying a word, and even his expression was indifferent as he hurried into the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

Shortly after, the sound of hot water from the shower could be heard.

Zhang Lai glanced at the light emanating from the bathroom, turned to Wang Qin, and asked, "Does your husband always like to drink heavily?"

Wang Qin nodded, "Whenever he's worried about something, he drinks. But luckily, when he's drunk, he doesn't get violent; he just sleeps."

"You two have been hauling goods... have you been short on cash recently?" Zhang Lai continued to inquire.

Wang Qin answered, "We were tight on money for a while. Lü Qiang even borrowed some money recently. During that period, he was almost always drunk."

"That's not good for his health," remarked Zhang Lai.

Then, turning to Huang Chen with a meaningful look, Huang Chen understood and said, "I'll go check the bedroom."

After passing through the narrow hallway to the main bedroom door, Huang Chen pushed the door open and went inside.

The incandescent light flooded the bedroom, making it very bright, with the snoring from the bed sounding thunderous.

However, as Huang Chen stepped into the bedroom, it seemed that the noise of the door had caused the snoring to stop abruptly, but the person on the bed was still sound asleep.

The blanket was haphazardly pulled over the body, with Lü Qiang's feet sticking out, one foot still clad in a shoe.

Huang Chen walked over and saw that the man was sleeping with his head covered.

Fearing that Lü Qiang might suffocate himself in his drunken state, he quickly pulled the blanket off his face.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Lü Qiang was fast asleep; his mouth slightly open, likely heavy breathing due to alcohol intoxication, necessitating breathing through his mouth.

The breathing was barely audible, a stark contrast to the overwhelming snoring Huang Chen had heard upon entering the room.

Huang Chen was surprised and bent down to take a look at the open mouth of Lü Qiang.

Frowning, he slowly reached out his hand, inserting his thumb and forefinger into Lü Qiang's open mouth. His fingers could feel a warm breath flow towards them, yet the breathing sound remained faint.

Soon, Huang Chen's expression turned to shock as his thumb and forefinger pinched something and pulled it out of the mouth.

This was... a clump of hair!

A clump of white hair!