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Ye Mingshang pondered: It's strange, why isn't his name here? According to the situation, he should also be dead, right? However, he hasn't received a death card. Could it be because of that?
“Xu Chen, you need to send someone to find a few people from the notebook and see if they have black cards,” Ye Mingshang said, turning to Xu Chen, who was watching from the side.
After saying this, they prepared to leave when a young man rushed over and asked, “What about me? Am I going to die?”
Ye Mingshang thought for a moment and replied, “Your name isn’t in the notes, and you haven’t received a card. I think you won’t die in the short term. You probably won’t die until her goal is achieved.”
They left, leaving the young man alone in the room, murmuring to himself, “I won’t die until her goal is achieved? Is her goal to make all men die?” He glanced at the girl lying peacefully on the bed and sighed, “It’s all because of me; why must you involve others?”
As soon as they got into the police car, Ye Mingshang instructed, “Have someone watch around his house and send two from the Supernatural Team along, just in case something happens.”
“Sending someone is fine, but there’s no Supernatural Team left in Nanjing,” Xu Chen said while starting the car.
“No more? What happened? Weren't they fine when I left last time?” Ye Mingshang asked.
“This happened after you left last time. The central government summoned them all back for some reason. Now there’s no Supernatural Team in Nanjing; other places are probably the same.”
Ye Mingshang frowned in thought: Why were they suddenly all summoned back? Is something major about to happen?
They returned to City Hospital. After informing Lu Mingxuan of their request, he sent most of the officers stationed at the hospital away, leaving only two to help keep watch.
“I’ve already called Joan. He will join your team shortly.”
Although Joan was relatively weaker compared to him, he was still considered quite capable within today’s Taoist Sect. His experience might be lacking a bit, but he started high by learning directly from top experts like him. He often discussed matters with the fat guy and was regarded as above average among his peers.
The strength of a Real Person was definitely among the top hundred in the Taoist Sect. As long as he didn’t encounter anything too terrifying, he would be fine.
It was now 6 PM; it was getting dark outside. There were still two hours until Director Lu’s “death” time. To uncover the mystery, they would have to wait until then.
Time passed slowly. The door to the ward creaked open. Ye Mingshang turned around, expecting it to be someone returning with clues. Instead, it was Lu Mingxuan, coming back with two bags of food.
“How did it go with the people you sent out?” Ye Mingshang asked while eating.
"I don't know, there hasn't been any news back yet." As soon as he finished speaking, his phone rang.
"It's me. Yes, yes, I understand. Alright, continue to follow up." After Lu Mingxuan hung up the phone, he said, "I just received news that the people on the list all look half-dead, and each of them has a Black Card. The family members initially thought it was too eerie to mention, which caused quite a delay."
Ye Mingshang nodded. "Is there any other information?"
"Yes, they found that all the deceased were male, and no matter how the black cards are discarded, they always reappear in their pockets shortly after. And there's one more important thing..." Lu Mingxuan paused for a moment.
"What is it?"
"The person who died had a card that could be taken away, and anyone who comes into contact with that card will experience the same situation."
This was indeed useful information; it seemed that this thing was contagious like a virus. If left unchecked and allowed to spread, it could really lead to the death of all men.
"There's also one less significant clue. The investigation found that all the first batch of people who received the cards were couples with strained relationships and often stayed out at night," Lu Mingxuan said.
Ye Mingshang nodded. The woman died because her boyfriend didn't come home, so it wasn't surprising that such individuals were the primary targets.
Soon, the sky completely darkened, and there was less than half an hour left until the anticipated eight o'clock. Many mysteries had already been unveiled by now, but how that woman was killed remained a mystery; to understand it fully, they would have to see it with their own eyes.
Time slowly passed, and eight o'clock drew nearer. The few of them stared intently at the clock on the wall.
It was seven fifty-nine; only one minute remained. They all fixed their eyes on the second hand as it moved slowly.
Fifty seconds left...
Thirty seconds left...
Ten seconds...
Five, four, three, two, one.
Time's up!
Suddenly, a cold wind blew in, causing Lu Mingxuan and Xu Chen to shiver. Ye Mingshang looked out through the window that had been blown open; in the distance, two figures appeared slowly—one black and one white.
"I said, why is it suddenly so cold? It's like we've entered winter," Lu Mingxuan complained while rubbing the goosebumps on his arms.
Is it cold? Of course it's cold. With these two Ghost Immortals around, the temperature has dropped by several degrees.
The two figures that floated into the room were dressed in contrasting colors. One wore white clothing, with a face as pale as paper, a long tongue sticking out, and a tall hat that read "Wealth Comes from Meeting." The other was clad in black, with a face as dark as coal, and his tall hat bore the words "Peace Under Heaven."
"Is it really Heibai Wuchang? Why have they come in person?" Ye Mingshang wondered.
Generally, after a person dies, they linger in Yangjian for seven days, known as Seven Days After Death. After this period, they naturally report to the Underworld. However, there are exceptions; some unwilling spirits may force themselves to stay in the human realm. In such cases, the Underworld sends Ghost Messengers to collect them, but it's rare for Heibai Wuchang to personally intervene. After all, with so many deaths occurring, how could just the two of them manage?
"Brother, it seems like this one is a sorcerer," Black Wuchang remarked to White Impermanence as he noticed Ye Mingshang staring at them.
White Impermanence nodded and said with his long tongue, "That's right; he's a sorcerer and possesses the Yin-Yang Eye by nature."
"Oh! A Yin-Yang Eye! He's quite a promising candidate," Black Wuchang said as he scrutinized the young man before him.
White Impermanence snorted coldly. "Not just promising; he's practically a killing star," he said while looking at Ye Mingshang. "At such a young age, he already harbors such great Killing Intent. I really don't understand why Ksitigarbha hasn't taken you under his wing!"
Black Wuchang suddenly gasped. "Could he be the one who broke through the Law Enforcement Team's Fellow?!"
(To be continued.)
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