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Upon entering Zhenhua Technology again, President Chen's appearance truly took us by surprise.
The last time we saw him, although he was over fifty, he looked like a man in his early forties, full of vitality and brightness.
However, this time he seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. His hair was completely white, his eyes sunken, and dark circles hung beneath them.
He looked utterly dispirited, like a frostbitten eggplant, devoid of life.
When he saw us arrive, he showed a flicker of energy.
He rushed over to Master and threw himself into his arms, nearly kneeling down. His eyes were red with urgency as he spoke rapidly, "Master, you must save me! I'm running out of time!"
Master helped him up and reassured him, "President Chen, don't worry. I will help you with this."
As President Chen thanked him profusely, he clung tightly to Master’s clothing. Master was already showing signs of impatience, but President Chen seemed oblivious to it, trembling all over. It was hard to believe that this man, once a formidable figure in the business world, now appeared so timid; it was clear how deeply this matter had affected him.
Master exchanged a knowing glance with Shangguan Mingyue, who immediately understood and walked over to gently pull President Chen up, leading him outside while asking about the details of the case.
I was then pulled aside by Master for a private conversation.
"I need to report to the higher-ups with Li Da. This situation is quite serious. You and Mingyue will handle things here with President Chen," he instructed.
With that, Master took Li Mubai and left without giving me a chance to respond.
As soon as Master departed, Shangguan Mingyue came back in.
“How is it?” I asked her.
Shangguan Mingyue waved her hand nonchalantly and said, “Maybe she’s just entangled with some trifles. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be like this. If we’re going to blame someone, we can only blame those rich people for playing too much.”
Her words reminded me of someone, Yuan Yuan. Back then, Chuchen didn’t kill her, and then a series of events happened that left me no time to seek revenge on that Wretch.
“Yan Xi, let’s go take a look at President Chen’s wife’s body. There might be something to gain from it.”
Agreeing with Shangguan Mingyue’s idea, I went with her to the police station’s Forensic Room.
This case had been suppressed because the killer's methods were too brutal, coupled with the involvement of mysterious forces.
Our visit to the station was also arranged in advance by my master; otherwise, there would be no way we could see the body.
To preserve it, they had placed the body in a freezer.
When it was taken out, it still had a layer of white frost on it, emanating a chilling aura.
“Yan Xi, you look pretty grim,” she remarked.
I nodded. “It really is grim. However, we can basically confirm that it was done by someone from our circle, just to prevent us from asking questions.”
With her tongue pulled out and sewn to her mouth, even if we summoned her soul, there would be no way to identify who harmed her.
Limbs severed, unable to even write,
What a cruel method, and the ghost who did this was ruthless enough.
Suppressing the fear in my heart, I leaned in closer to examine the iron hook sewn onto President Chen's wife's mouth. It felt strangely unsettling.
"Minyue, do you dare to take the hook off her mouth?"
Shangguan Mingyue glanced at me. "What do you want that for?"
"I just feel something is off about it. Take it off and show me."
After several prompts from me, she finally mustered the courage to approach. Trembling, she removed the iron hook from the corpse and handed it over with her eyes closed.
I scrutinized the hook used to seal her mouth; it resembled a hook from a woman's earring. Shangguan Mingyue hadn't noticed because she was no different from a man.
This earring looked familiar; I just couldn't recall where I had seen it before.
Suddenly, the lights in the morgue went out.
Shangguan Mingyue and I huddled together, turning on our phones' flashlights.
A chill swept over us. As we illuminated the area with our phones, President Chen's wife seemed to come back to life.
Standing directly in front of me was a figure, eyes wide open but reduced to two deep, blood-filled voids, blood continuously flowing down.
"Not good,"
Shangguan Mingyue shouted, quickly pressing a talisman onto Mrs. Chen's forehead.
I understood her intention; it seemed that Mrs. Chen's corpse had already been controlled.
The more tragic the death, the heavier the resentment in death. This malevolent spirit would be all the more ferocious. I suspected that the Spirit Binding Talisman would no longer be able to contain this evil spirit.
As I had anticipated, the moment it was applied, it was suppressed by her spiritual power.
The surroundings fell silent, an eerie chill creeping in.
Thud, thud, thud...
"Ah!"
A piercing scream shattered the darkness, only to abruptly cease afterward.
The feeling of unease grew stronger; it seemed that coming to the Forensic Room with Shangguan Mingyue was a mistake, or perhaps this corpse was waiting for our arrival.
Bang!
A loud bang echoed through the air,
and all the nearby freezers swung open. At that moment, over a dozen corpses revived simultaneously, closing in on us.
With Mrs. Chen's words added in, there were a total of twelve bodies.
Fortunately, before leaving home today, I had felt an unsettling premonition and brought enough talismans with me.
I pulled one out and handed it to Shangguan Mingyue, saying, "Let's split them in half."
Each of us would handle six corpses. Shangguan Mingyue dashed outside as a horde of corpses surged toward her.
I managed to intercept the remaining ones after the sixth corpse had passed by.
Mrs. Chen was among those six corpses; she was the mastermind controlling the others.
Suddenly, I felt at a disadvantage and regretted not switching with Shangguan Mingyue earlier.
The six corpses lunged at me, leaving me with nowhere to retreat.
One of the corpses leaped forward and suddenly grabbed my ankle with a fierce grip.
I couldn't dodge in time, and I was about to fall.
Thinking of the child inside me, I grabbed the nearest corpse, the fattest one, and let it fall to cushion my landing.
"Thud."
As I pressed down on that corpse, the foul liquid inside it was forced out, splattering onto me.
The stench was unbearable. I rolled over and pushed myself up from the floor, retreating to a corner where I couldn't stop gagging.
In an instant, a wave of cold swept over me.
When I turned around, I found myself cornered by six corpses, each one more grotesque than the last.
I felt the urge to vomit again; it was truly overwhelming. I couldn't hold it back any longer and heaved toward one of the corpses.
That corpse seemed to flinch at my action, stepping back in fear and not daring to approach.
It seemed that even the Ancients feared things that were unclean.
But there was only so much I could vomit; I had nothing left to expel.
With no other choice, I had to take my Shiro and fight back against them.
Seizing the opportunity, I thrust Shiro into the arm of the nearest corpse with all my might.
In an instant, the body collapsed to the ground, losing its fighting capability.
The other corpses began to show signs of fear towards Shiro in my hand, surrounding me but not daring to approach, blocking my way out.
I leaned against the wall, gasping for breath; I was incredibly tense, and Cold sweat continued to trickle down.
After a long period of strain, my legs started to tremble.
Images of Mu Xuanche flashed through my mind. If he were here, these corpses would have been wiped out long ago; they wouldn’t dare to threaten me like this.
I shook my head to clear my thoughts and reminded myself of reality. The most important thing now was to deal with these wolves in front of me.
“Cackling…”
A series of laughter echoed like Demonic Sound. I could sense that someone was controlling these corpses.
Initially, I thought it was Mrs. Chen’s corpse, but now I realized I must have been mistaken.
There had to be someone else—or perhaps an even more powerful spirit—manipulating them. The laughter was terrifying.
My head felt like it was about to explode; my nerves were on the verge of breaking down.
I can't stay here; I have to rush out, or I won't make it out alive.
I swung Shiro and charged forward. There were four evil spirits ahead, and all my attention was focused on them. However, I forgot that danger could be lurking behind me as well.
As I plunged Shiro into one of the corpses, someone struck me from behind, delivering a blow to the back of my head.
The corpse in front of me fell, and I collapsed alongside it.
In the final moment before I fell, I caught a glimpse of Shangguan Mingyue's face.
No, it was the face of Imposter Shangguan Mingyue. It was her again.
My last conscious thought lingered on her haunting smile before I lost consciousness.
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