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"Then... what do we do now?"

Sha Zhu's voice was dry, filled with fear and helplessness.

The shadow of evil spirits weighed heavily on his heart, and even Third Master seemed somewhat helpless.

Third Master did not answer immediately. He walked to the courtyard gate, carefully inspected the door latch and the ground, and looked outside for a while, his face growing increasingly grim.

There were no footprints, no drag marks; the two corpses seemed to have appeared out of thin air at the doorway and been thrown in by a force.

He closed the courtyard gate, bolted it, turned around and went back into the house, looking at the mess on the ground.

After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke: "Things have come to this point, there is no turning back. Evil spirits have come knocking, this is a fight to the death."

"Shazhu, give me a hand. Let's move these two corpses to the woodshed in the backyard and hide them properly. They can't be left here."

"Then……"

He looked up at the sky, then calculated the time, his eyes flashing with cold light.

"Prepare the ingredients, and start the jar early!"

"We can't wait until midnight! The evil spirits are so rampant; there's a risk of further unforeseen events! Today at noon, when the yang energy is at its peak, we... will use yang to overcome yin, and evil to suppress the wicked! We'll fight to the death!"

The original plan of "suppression at the full moon and yin hour" was forced to be brought forward to "strong attack at noon and yang hour", which greatly increased the danger.

But he knew he couldn't wait any longer.

The evil spirit's relentless pursuit and its terrifying abilities filled him with intense unease.

Sha Zhu's heart skipped a beat, his fear deepening, but seeing the resolute look in Third Master's eyes, and thinking of his sister's grudge and Sister Qin's potentially dangerous situation, he gritted his teeth and nodded emphatically:

"Alright! Third Master! I'll listen to you! Let's do it!"

Third Master suddenly asked, "Where are the things you prepared? Quickly take them out."

Sha Zhu was taken aback and said, "Third Master, I'll go get it right away and bring it over."

I promise to bring an old man over.

Third Master nodded.

The two men began to drag the bodies of Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang toward the dark woodshed in the backyard with great effort.

……

Hongxing Police Station, around 8:00 AM.

The interrogation room door was pushed open, and Director Li was the first to walk out, his face showing undisguised fatigue and solemnity.

Although Li Zhaodi was in an abnormal mental state in the interrogation room just now, she was able to be persuaded by Director Li's patient (suggestive guidance) questioning.

She repeated some horrific fragments in a disjointed and incoherent manner, combining them with her state and scattered descriptions.

A blurry yet chilling image emerged:

Last night, when she got up to go back to her room, she passed by Qin Huairu's hospital room and saw through the small window in the door a dark figure with bloodshot eyes, holding a kitchen knife and cutting Qin Huairu's body on the hospital bed!

Qin Huairu, with her mouth gagged, let out suppressed, inhuman sobs, struggling frantically until she fainted...

Finally, the dark figure, along with Qin Huairu, vanished into thin air right before her eyes.

This description, combined with the large amount of blood in the ward and the unconscious guard, is bizarre yet subtly consistent with the various strange events that had occurred before.

Chief Li was now convinced that this was no ordinary kidnapping or assault case, but rather the work of an evil spirit.

At the same time, I was terrified.

As soon as the group entered the corridor, Xiao Wang couldn't hold back any longer.

Rubbing her bloodshot eyes with heavy dark circles, she mumbled pitifully in a low voice:

"Chief, look at this clue... we found it, right? Even if we didn't get credit, we still put in the effort."

You and Captain Qin promised me that I would rest after patrol... Look at me like this..."

He pointed to his panda eyes, which were as dark as a panda's, and said in a voice full of exhaustion and pleading, "If I don't rest... I'm afraid I'll suddenly die in the institute, which would be so unlucky."

Director Li was already in a bad mood, and Xiao Wang's interruption only made things worse.

Looking at Xiao Wang, who looked like he was about to collapse, I was afraid that this troublemaker might actually die suddenly in the police station, which would cause even more trouble.

But given the current situation, should we let him go out and run around?

Who knows what deadly thing might happen next.

No, absolutely not!

Director Li sighed, patted Xiao Wang on the shoulder, and said in a tone that said, "I'm doing this for your own good":

"Xiao Wang, I've seen how hard you've worked. This way, you'll have to spend time on the way back, which isn't safe."

Find a quiet place in the office, like the small rest room behind the duty room or a corner of the archives, and take a nap.

After waking up, you can go to the cafeteria to get something to eat.

This way, you can get rest, and in case of any emergency at the institute, you can respond immediately. The institute is short-staffed right now, and you know the situation is tense!

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wang felt that although he still couldn't go home and sleep comfortably, being able to find a place to lie down at the institute was already a great blessing.

He nodded vigorously, tears streaming down his face, "Thank you, Director, thank you for your understanding. I'll go right away and make sure it doesn't delay the work."

As long as he can sleep, anywhere is fine!

Watching Xiao Wang walk away excitedly, as if a huge burden had been lifted from his shoulders, Director Li shook his head helplessly. His apprehension and complaints about Xiao Wang's "special constitution" resurfaced.

This kid is really weird...

Hopefully, he can get a good night's sleep this time and won't cause me any more trouble.

He turned to Xiao Zhao and Xiao Fang and instructed them, "You two, take Comrade Li Zhaodi back to the hospital first... no, let's temporarily put her in the detention room at the station. You keep an eye on her and be careful."

After making these arrangements, Chief Li walked to the entrance of the police station, lit a cigarette, and looked out at the bustling street, which exuded a strange sense of oppression, his brows furrowed tightly.

Qin Ming led a large group of men out to pursue the criminals, and three or four hours had already passed.

Why isn't there any response at all?

Could it be... that we made a mistake?

Those two thugs were so cunning?

Or perhaps... something else has happened that is completely unexpected?

An ominous premonition settled over Director Li's mind.

He took a few deep drags on his cigarette, trying to dispel the irritation.

However, it seems that God always likes to send surprises when he least expects them.

The familiar call to arms erupted once again without warning from inside the police station, rapidly approaching from afar.

"Oh no! Oh no!! Chief Li!! Oh no—!!!"

It's Xiao Wang!

It's Xiao Wang again!!

Director Li choked on a mouthful of smoke, coughing violently. He clutched his forehead, feeling his blood pressure spike instantly, and cursed inwardly:

Holy crap! What kind of weird constitution is this?!

what? !

I left him at the police station and told him to find a place to sleep, and yet this still happened?

Does this plague god come with its own "event triggering aura"?

Wherever I go, trouble follows.

Suppressing the urge to curse, he turned around, only to find Xiao Wang scrambling towards him.

……