Chapter 2: Evolution
The aging residential building was soon surrounded by police cars, the area below completely blocked off, yet the residents on Xu Huo’s floor kept their doors tightly shut.
“I really don’t know what bad luck you’ve been having, this is the third time this month,” said Zhao Biao, the veteran detective leading the team, as he took the cigarette Xu Huo handed him. He shook his head with pity, then pointed toward a black RV parked behind the police cars. “There are others here to question you today. Tell them everything you know, and nothing will happen to you.”
Xu Huo glanced over and saw a sharply dressed young man step out of the vehicle. His polished leather shoes and formal attire made him look like an elite attending a high-profile event, completely out of place in this neighborhood.
The young man looked directly at Xu Huo, then strode over to him. “You’re Xu Huo? Let’s talk in the car.”
He looked at Zhao Biao without asking for Xu Huo’s consent.
“Fine, I’m done here,” Zhao Biao waved off.
Xu Huo followed the young man into the vehicle. They sat facing each other as a secretary-type figure opened a phone to record their conversation.
“New interrogator today?” Xu Huo asked first.
The secretary instinctively glanced at the young man beside him. The well-dressed youth took the lead. “I have some questions for you. Please answer truthfully.”
Xu Huo nodded. This was the second time he’d been questioned in this car, but the secretary had previously accompanied an experienced middle-aged man.
“Tell me what happened.”
Xu Huo recounted the events honestly. After listening, the young man began his questioning:
“Why did you buy a refrigerator?”
“Because the one at home broke.”
“What kind of food do you usually eat?”
“I’m not picky; I eat everything.”
“Have you noticed any changes in your appetite recently?”
“It’s been hot, so I’ve been eating more vegetables.”
“When you came into contact with the deceased, did you experience any physical changes? Hunger, thirst, or increased strength?”
“No.”
“Your records show you graduated from a top domestic university and come from a well-off family. Why are you working as a temporary actor in Ting City?”
“I’m not on good terms with my family and don’t want to rely on them.”
“You’ve been a stunt double for two years and a temporary actor for four. Several directors offered you acting opportunities during that time. Why did you refuse?”
“Personal preference.”
The young man’s gaze lingered on Xu Huo’s face for two seconds before continuing:
“Why do you think the criminals have come after you three times?”
Xu Huo’s flat tone shifted slightly. “Victim-blaming theory?”
The secretary intervened smoothly, “Mr. Xu, we ask this to understand the criteria the criminal group uses to select victims...”
Xu Huo stared at the young man for a moment, then thought briefly before replying, “I’m not sure about the first two, but today’s woman said I was very attractive. She was a woman — probably because she thought I was handsome.”
The young man smiled faintly. “What do you think was different about that woman compared to others?”
“She was pretty twisted — she tried to seduce me when she came in, and she was incredibly strong, maybe a stuntwoman.”
“What did she say?”
“Not much, just that she was an ‘evolver,’ had lots of money, and wanted me to save her.”
“Do you know the person in the fridge?”
“Yes, she often delivers packages around here.”
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The question-and-answer session lasted a long time, nearly two hours in the car, until Xu Huo was finally released. As he got out, the young man handed him a business card. “If you notice any changes in your body, it’s best to contact me. That would be the wisest choice.”
“Ting City First Research Institute, Nie Xuan,” Xu Huo said, holding the card and joking, “Don’t tell me you’re going to dissect evolvers.”
“There are many rumors about evolvers online, but the lack of proper management has resulted in people becoming like that woman who attacked you.”
Nie Xuan didn’t say more. He slipped the cigarette left in the car into Xu Huo’s shirt pocket, patted him lightly, and left.
Watching the vehicle disappear, Xu Huo tucked the card into his pants pocket, lit another cigarette, then turned back.
The police weren’t finished. Zhao Biao wanted to arrange for him to stay at a nearby guesthouse, but Xu Huo refused, saying he would stay with a friend for a few days. He packed two changes of clothes and found a nearby hotel.
As soon as he entered the room, a crushing hunger overwhelmed him. Xu Huo shivered and took a deep drag from his cigarette, rummaging through his bag for compressed biscuits, stuffing them into his mouth. Yet nothing quelled the craving. Pressing his hands against his mouth and nose, he realized his freshly washed skin still carried the scent of human blood — an alluring fragrance.
After a few minutes of recovery, he rubbed his pants hard and opened his tablet.
A month ago, strange phenomena erupted worldwide. Along with these bizarre events, many developed uncontrollable binge urges. Livestock and pets were the first victims. Half a month ago, a crime wave surged, with assaults, disappearances, and murders reaching unprecedented numbers.
After the initial chaos, the “Evolver Theory” emerged. Because the bingeing came with enhanced physical abilities and sensory evolution, debates about “Earth’s Mutation” and “Natural Selection of Humanity” roared across public opinion. Some radical forums even called on evolvers to follow their instincts!
The forums were quickly shut down, but the real danger wasn’t the rhetoric — it was the evolvers’ insatiable hunger.
Half a month ago, Xu Huo encountered his first evolver; ten days ago, the second; and today’s woman was the third.
The first evolver was clearly a novice — clumsy, acting on pure instinct like a wild beast.
The second knew how to mask her hunger, even mingling with him on set, calling him brother for a day, and that night finding an excuse to “stay” at his place.
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