bookcurios Chapter 151: The Salvation Squad 17
Chapter 151: The Salvation Squad 17
Lingjiu turned around and looked at Dai Qingyu with a half-smile in his eyes. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes and he raised his eyebrows: "Hey, you crow mouth, what you say is true."
Dai Qingyu suddenly jumped up from his seat, knocking the chair back a few steps. His face flushed with excitement, and he waved his fists in the air and shouted, "Master Ling, there's a case now. Should we set off now?"
Qi Jin looked at his excited face and spoke calmly, straightening his clothes at the same time: "I hope you won't be scared when the time comes. The situation this time is not simple. Those things may be more terrifying than what you encountered last time."
Dai Qingyu patted his chest to assure him, and pounded it twice: "Don't worry, I'm ready and won't cause any trouble for you."
Gu Nanxiao looked at Dai Qingyu with suspicion, his hands in his trouser pockets.
Dai Qingyu made a face at him and said, "Just wait and see."
When Lingjiu and the other two arrived downstairs, Zhou Jing was already waiting there. He stood straight, his expression showing respect and competence.
Seeing Lingjiu coming, Zhou Jing immediately stepped forward and greeted him respectfully: "Young Master Ling, you are here." His voice was steady, but he could not hide a hint of anxiety. After all, the situation at hand was really tricky.
Lingjiu nodded slightly, looked at Zhou Jing, and asked, "What's the situation now?"
As Zhou Jing led the group upstairs, he detailed the entire situation. "I received a call from the police. Someone in this apartment building reported seeing a ghost. They examined the caller and confirmed he had no history of mental illness. So, they contacted us. When I first arrived at the scene, I was genuinely shocked by the scene inside. All we can do now is seal this place off and wait for you to come and deal with it."
As they were talking, they had already entered the home of the person who called the police. Lingjiu quickly scanned every corner of the house and already had the answer in his mind.
Qi Jin followed in and saw the scene inside the house. He couldn't help but frown slightly and remained silent, as if thinking about something.
At this time, Gu Nanxiao couldn't help but said: "I don't know if it's an illusion, but I felt a chill on my back as soon as I stepped in." There was a hint of doubt in his eyes, and he looked around vigilantly.
Lingjiu looked up at the room full of vengeful spirits and said calmly to Gu Nanxiao, "Your feeling is correct. Right now, they are closely watching our every move."
Dai Qingyu was shocked when he heard this and subconsciously moved closer to Qi Jin: "They? Are there a lot of them?"
Qi Jin nodded silently, his expression solemn.
Lingjiu rolled his eyes, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, turned his head and asked, "Do you want to take a look at what these vengeful spirits look like?"
Although Dai Qingyu was afraid in his heart, curiosity eventually prevailed. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded repeatedly: "I want to see it." Gu Nanxiao also agreed.
Lingjiu stepped forward, raised both hands, and gently brushed his slender palms across Gu Nanxiao and Dai Qingyu's eyes. In an instant, a faint light flashed by. When the light faded, the two men opened their eyes again, and the scene before them shocked them greatly.
Originally, he had envisioned a terrifying female ghost with disheveled hair and covered in blood. However, what he saw now was the ghosts of babies and children everywhere in the room. However, the children's bodies had been cut open, and some of their internal organs were missing. Some of the children had hollow eyes that continuously shed tears of blood. What on earth had they endured in their lives?!
Dai Qingyu was shocked and blurted out, "How can there be so many children?"
Lingjiu's eyes gradually turned cold as she looked towards the master bedroom and said slowly, "If you want to know the answer, you may have to ask the person in the room." After that, she walked towards the master bedroom.
In the master bedroom, Liu Biao was wrapping himself tightly in the quilt. The quilt swayed slightly as his body trembled, as if it was his only barrier to isolate him from the fear of the outside world.
Beside the bed, two police officers stood with serious expressions, a hint of fatigue in their eyes.
Seeing Lingjiu and his group step into the room, the two police officers breathed a sigh of relief. One of the police officers said to Zhou Jing, "You are finally here. I will leave this place to you." After that, the two of them left in a hurry, not wanting to stay any longer.
At this moment, Liu Biao was mumbling under the covers, his voice faint but full of endless fear. His indistinct words, like a plea for mercy, or perhaps a self-confession, echoed in the silent room. Outside, a fierce wind howled, rattling the windows, as if something was eager to break in.
Lingjiu winked at Gu Nanxiao, who understood. He took a step forward and suddenly pulled back Liu Biao's blanket. The blanket flew up and down, as if breaking some fragile balance.
Without the shelter of his quilt, Liu Biao collapsed instantly. He slumped to his knees on the bed, eyes closed, hands clasped together, and began to kowtow repeatedly, his forehead thumping against the bed. He muttered, "I'm sorry, please let me go! I shouldn't have hurt you. Go find someone else! I'll build you a grave and burn tons of paper money for you. Please let me go!" His body trembled violently, sweat soaking his clothes, and his hair plastered to his pale, paper-white face.
After a moment, the familiar, terrifying response didn't come. Liu Biao slowly opened his eyes, only to be greeted by several unfamiliar faces. His face instantly paled, his eyes bloodshot. He asked in a trembling voice, "Who are you? Are you here to save me?"
Lingjiu looked at him expressionlessly and said coldly, "Do you think we are here to save you?" Liu Biao sensed something strange in these cold words and shouted in panic, "Who are you? Where are the police? Where are the police?"
Qi Jin stepped forward and said, "The police have handed the case over to us. You will bear the consequences of your crimes." Liu Biao's eyes widened, his face filled with horror. "What crime have I committed? Stop slandering me!"
After hearing his words of remorse, everyone had a rough idea of what was happening. Looking at the disheveled man before them, they couldn't help but wonder, "He's responsible for killing all these children in this room!" So many children! How could he have the heart to do such a cruel thing?
Seeing their silence, Liu Biao became more and more excited, his voice almost hysterical: "Are you here to save me? Are you?"
Lingjiu looked at him coldly, as if examining a prisoner sentenced to death. He said icily, "No, I'm here to send you to hell."
Upon hearing this, Liu Biao's body trembled as if he had been electrocuted. He subconsciously moved backwards, nearly falling off the bed in his panic. His eyes were filled with fear, and his voice trembled as he shouted, "Where are the police? I want the police! Where are the police?" He looked around frantically, but there was no sign of the police. At this moment, he felt extremely insecure.