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This method is to kill the person sitting on the middle pillar when Ritual is halfway through, then Ritual will be unsuccessful. As long as Ritual is unsuccessful, Then they will definitely be discovered by the immortals in the sky, then all the people here in Ghost Gate Cult will fall into a backlash and naturally die suddenly. Director Huang deeply remembers the words of Old Mo, so, All the police stations present were waiting for his orders. And Director Huang is also paying attention to the hints of Old Mo. When Ritual started, Director Huang and all the police officers present almost couldn't bear it anymore, because the spell chanted by Ghost Gate Cult was very powerful and gave people a deep sense of oppression. But Director Huang they still persevered. When Ritual was almost halfway through, the sky changed and suddenly became very bright. It was night at that time, but now it seems like daytime. Director Huang Faced with this sudden change, he gave a signal to the police officers present, reminding everyone to be vigilant and take action soon. Immediately afterwards, I don’t know what happened that day, and it started raining blood. When the people in Ghost Gate Cult saw it, they started shouting and shouted. As for what they were shouting, Director Huang They were not very clear because the words they shouted were in Thai. At this time, Old Mo who was in Ghost Gate Cult gave a signal to Director Huang and asked Director Huang to take action immediately. After receiving the signal, Director Huang immediately rushed out and shot It hit the person sitting on the pillar on the head. In a split second, the sky suddenly changed again, and a miserable scream reached the ears of everyone present. Before everyone had time to react, something happened around them, and it suddenly became dark. Then, there were many thunders. Everyone was frightened and lay down directly. Until dawn, these thunders The sound stopped. When Director Huang stood up and checked everything, he found that all the people in Ghost Gate Cult were dead. Their death was very horrific. Their bodies were rotten in many places. Not only that, there were also a lot of bugs on their bodies, which looked very scary. Director Huang They cleaned up the scene. This fight was very lucky, because none of their people were injured, and they were able to kill all the people in Ghost Gate Cult, so this case was handed over to Director Huang to Old Mo Two people solved the case. Because of the special nature of this case, they could not tell the real truth to Crowd, so they used a very obscure fact to tell everyone. This matter was appeased, and Crowd's hearts slowly calmed down. Director Huang originally thought that we could continue to work together with Old Mo, but unexpectedly, another unfortunate thing happened.
A week after the incident, something very strange happened with Old Mo—he died mysteriously at home, and his death mirrored that of the Ghost Gate Cult members.
Later, Director Huang learned that Old Mo had consumed a potion from the Ghost Gate Cult, which caused them to share the same fate. Old Mo's death hit Director Huang hard; he didn't want to handle such matters anymore and reported to his superiors to be reassigned from the department.
After sharing this with us, Director Huang shed tears.
What puzzled me was that if the Ghost Gate Cult was completely wiped out, how could they still be appearing?
I looked at Director Huang but didn’t voice my thoughts.
Captain Wu gave me a knowing glance. I understood and quietly got out of the car with him. After closing the door, Captain Wu asked what I had wanted to say earlier.
I finally spoke the words I had swallowed down. Just as Captain Wu was about to respond, a police officer approached us, seemingly holding something in his hand.
“What is this?” Captain Wu asked, looking at a badge in his hand.
I leaned in to see; it appeared to be a commemorative badge from some hotel. The officer explained to Captain Wu that it was a badge given to members of a well-known hotel, exclusive only to them. The fact that this badge was found at the scene might indicate a connection to the murderer.
Upon hearing this, Captain Wu and I immediately took it seriously and examined the badge closely. On the back of it was engraved a character: He.
Captain Wu and I couldn't help but frown, both thinking of someone—He Wei.
“Could it be He Wei?” we said in unison.
Then we both laughed involuntarily; it seemed we were on the same wavelength. However, that didn’t necessarily mean it belonged to He Wei; there were many people with the surname He in this world.
Reluctantly, we decided to head to the hotel where the badge was issued.
It was a very luxurious hotel, with an impressive and high-end decor that immediately conveyed a sense of sophistication. We went straight to the front desk, where Captain Wu presented his identification. Only then did the staff realize we were there to investigate a case, and they assured us they would fully cooperate in uncovering the truth.
Captain Wu took out the badge and showed it to the staff member, asking if they could identify its owner. The staff member examined it and informed us that it was indeed an exclusive badge for their hotel, but they couldn't assist us directly; we would need to check with the Membership Department.
After this, the staff member led us up to the top floor of the hotel.
While we were in the elevator, something strange happened. The staff member accidentally pressed the wrong button, causing the elevator to stop twice—once on the seventh floor and again at our intended destination on the top floor.
As we paused on the seventh floor, I noticed that the entire level was shrouded in black mist. I discreetly signaled Captain Wu, who glanced outside and nodded back at me. Previously, I had opened his spiritual sight, allowing him to see what I could.
Captain Wu casually struck up a conversation with the staff member, eventually bringing up the seventh floor. The staff member assumed he was interested in booking a room and began to describe various room types available in the hotel. At the end of his explanation, he mentioned that if we wanted to stay overnight, we would have to choose another floor since the seventh floor was booked.
When he said this, Captain Wu and I exchanged glances, sensing that this couldn't just be a coincidence.
Captain Wu asked who had reserved that floor.
To our surprise, the staff member shook his head and said he didn't know. It was a directive from above that the seventh floor was not available for guests. Only higher management had access to that information.
Hearing this made Captain Wu and me even more suspicious; it suggested that something was amiss with the hotel's upper management.
Once we reached the top floor, the staff member took us to the Membership Department and explained our situation before leaving us.
The person in charge of the Membership Department looked at the badge in hand and confirmed that it indeed belonged to one of their members. Each member had such a badge, even if there were duplicates in names; however, each badge had a unique number that never repeated. He pointed out the number on our badge: 003.
At that moment, Captain Wu and I noticed that the person in charge quickly began searching for the number on the computer. However, the name associated with it disappointed both Captain Wu and me; it was not He Wei, but someone named He Qiliang. There was even a photo displayed, confirming it was not He Wei.
The person in charge also informed us that this member had stayed at their hotel a few days ago before leaving for abroad. If we needed verification, they had a driver who could confirm this, and there were surveillance cameras in the vehicle as well.
Captain Wu and I nodded in acknowledgment. The person in charge then pulled up the information, and after reviewing it, a sense of melancholy washed over us.
Could it really not be He Wei?
Speaking of He Wei, it seemed he had been out of contact for quite some time, almost as if he had gone into hiding.
Reluctantly, Captain Wu and I took the elevator down. As we were passing the seventh floor, I inexplicably pressed the button to stop there. Captain Wu looked at me in surprise and asked if I wanted to check out the seventh floor.
I nodded. As we reached the seventh floor, I stepped out, and Captain Wu followed me.
"Little brother, are there those kinds of things here?" Captain Wu cautiously asked as he glanced at the rooms on either side.
My gaze also swept across the rooms. Although there was a black mist present, it did not seem to emanate from these rooms. The corridor on the seventh floor was long and dark; it felt more like the mist was coming from the last room.
"It's hard to say; it could be some practitioners of Evil Arts," I replied.
"Little brother, now that you mention it, I think so too. Do you think this He Qiliang might not have left after all? What if he returned to commit murder? Otherwise, how could his belongings have been left at the scene? This might be related to the Ghost Gate Cult," Captain Wu continued to analyze.
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