Chapter 207: Chain Letter (2)
Because of Jack’s screams and cries before his death, his wife, Parvati, was alerted.
Following the sound, she arrived at the door of her husband’s workshop and pounded on it, demanding to know what had happened, but no one answered.
When she finally found the key and opened the door, she saw her husband’s corpse lying in a pool of blood.
His head had been split open by the cutting machine. The rapidly spinning grinding wheel kept grinding through his skull, spraying bits of flesh and gore all over the room. The thick stench of blood mixed with the smell of machine oil hit Parvati head-on, making her nearly vomit.
Even though she knew her husband was beyond saving, she still clung to a faint sliver of hope and called for an ambulance and the police.
Afterward, wanting to figure out what had happened before the police arrived, Parvati pulled up the security footage from before the accident. While she was watching it, Old John called.
“…That’s everything I know. I’ve already sent you the surveillance footage through the computer as well. So, Mr. John, can you tell me what exactly happened? Jack was always an extremely cautious person. Dying so suddenly because of a coincidence like this—it just doesn’t feel right!”
It was no wonder Parvati was suspicious. The accident was simply too coincidental.
Whether it was the spark that perfectly avoided Jack’s hair and eyeglass lenses to slip through the gap into his eye, or the fixing screw that suddenly cracked apart, every detail carried a chilling sense of unnatural coincidence. It was as if, somewhere unseen, some force had influenced the magnetic field around Jack, carefully calculating every step and playfully manipulating events to steer things toward the outcome it desired.