Semua Bab Cursed Wi‑Fi Name Killed My Neighbor's Triplets: Bab 1 - Bab 10

When I opened my eyes, I found myself sitting in front of my computer. On the screen was the Wi-Fi name I had just changed—Invincible Wall-Piercing Baby Killer.The memory of working myself to death on that construction site from my previous life came crashing back like a knife through my skull. I jerked in my chair and lunged for the keyboard on instinct.My fingers flew across the keys as I frantically changed the network name to "Unit 402".I hit Enter repeatedly until the system confirmed the change. Only then did I slump back in my chair and let out a long breath.Now that I had changed the ridiculous Wi-Fi name in time, that family would have no reason to come after me.The next second, someone pounded on my door. It wasn't knocking, but pounding. Heavy fists slammed against the metal door one after another, each thud sounding like a call from hell.Before I could even get up, I heard the pregnant woman next door, Lynette Miller, wailing from the hallway. "Open up! Open up

After saying that, Lynette turned and went back inside with her mug of hot water. She didn't shut the door all the way, leaving it slightly ajar.From inside, I could hear her humming a cheerful tune, the kind a perfectly ordinary expectant mother might hum on a perfectly ordinary morning.I went back into my apartment and called my girlfriend. "Claire, can your dad's research institute run an electromagnetic radiation test for me? I mean the most authoritative kind possible. Something that'd hold up in court."Claire Wilson was silent for a few seconds before solemnly asking, "What's going on?""It's a long story. Just help me make the appointment, please. The sooner, the better."That afternoon, I walked into the city's most authoritative electromagnetic radiation testing laboratory with the brand-new router cradled in my arms.Claire was already there, waiting for me outside. Her father was the institute's deputy director, and he had arranged for their most senior engineer, Sy

The moment I finished speaking, every eye in the hallway turned toward me.David swallowed once, but didn't look rattled. Calmly, he pulled up a video on his phone and held it out to the officers. "Officers, take a look at this."The video showed me sitting at my computer, changing the Wi-Fi name. It had been filmed from outside my window at a strange angle.I lived on the fourth floor. There wasn't even a place for someone to stand outside the window, yet the footage was perfectly steady, as if it had been shot from a tripod with a powerful telephoto lens.In fact, even the words "Invincible Wall-Piercing Baby Killer" were captured clearly."This video was provided by one of the neighbors," David said. His voice was still hoarse, but every word was measured."It proves that he changed the Wi-Fi name over a dozen times. Each time, it matched the exact moment my wife started having contractions. He claims he didn't keep changing it, so how did this video come about?"And why did

The breakthrough came late on the fifth night.I had barely slept for two days. Claire was asleep in the passenger seat with my jacket draped over her. Under the glow of a streetlamp, her eyelashes trembled faintly. Even in her sleep, her brow was tightly furrowed.We parked the car beside an abandoned gas station on the outskirts of the city. After the hotel refused to let us check in, this was the safest place we could find.No front desk, no security cameras, no one to glance at my ID and push it back.I cracked the window open to let some air in. Suddenly, my phone vibrated.The screen showed my cousin Angela Sink's number. She worked in the Technical Investigations Unit, specializing in electronic evidence analysis.A call from her at this hour could only mean one of two things. Either something had gone terribly wrong, or the case finally had a breakthrough."Sam, can you come down to my office?" she asked in a hushed, hurried voice. "I'm reviewing the recordings from Davi

The police statement was released while I was at the precinct finishing my final statement. It went out at 3:00 am. The wording was dry and official, but every line hit like a nail driven into wood.David and Lynette had been formally detained on suspicion of extortion, fabricating evidence, and filing false criminal accusations. The attorney was also placed under criminal investigation for allegedly assisting in the fabrication of evidence.One of the detectives showed me part of the original files recovered from David's computer. I stared at the deleted documents that had been restored on the screen, and only one thought crossed my mind.At last, I wasn't going to end up working to death on a construction site in this life.As expected, the three ultrasound reports had all been forged. David made them one by one with Photoshop at a copy shop next to a university campus.The original scan was nothing more than a routine gynecological ultrasound Lynette had undergone at another ho