Descending upon the terrifying heavens as a superman

"What! What is this?!"

"What is this thing!?"

Even the most battle-hardened police elites, who had fought against terrorists, were stunned into silence.

Ye Qidong's heart raced as he stared in utter shock at the room that had been empty just moments before, now filled with a small boy with distinct black and white features.

It's black and white—

As if stripped of all color, leaving only gray, the other person lowered their head and squatted motionless in the corner.

But how can a person be without color?

The other person's body, in particular, exhibited an abnormal transparency, as if it were a holographic projection from a movie, but holographic projections do not exist in the world at present...

Zhang Yue's heart was also racing; she couldn't tell if it was fear or excitement.

But he still tried to appear calm. "Two weeks ago, a foreigner died in this building, and he's the murderer who killed that foreign photographer, right?"

"That's right." Hashimoto nodded, then nodded to his assistant, Hu Shouren.

Hu Shouren nodded and turned on a machine.

Inside the room separated by glass, the television was turned on, playing cartoons.

Immediately afterwards, Hu Shouren turned off the television and switched to music.

But the little boy inside remained motionless, squatting in the corner, as if he couldn't hear or feel anything.

"Isn't it amazing? It seems to be invisible and inaudible, and it doesn't scare people at all. It's quite different from the eerie things we imagine, isn't it?"

Dong Hemei exclaimed excitedly, "This is absolutely a world record! We've found the world's first ghost..."

At this moment, the little boy inside suddenly stood up and walked towards the door. Ye Qidong was startled and subconsciously took a half step back.

Strangely, when it reached the door and touched the handle, it seemed to be electrocuted and pulled its hand back.

Dong Hemei, who was standing nearby, explained, "Every afternoon at 4:30, it tries to go out, but we sprayed Mengjie sponge on the door, so it can't go out."

"It's amazing. Unlike the eerie scenes in movies and TV shows, it doesn't need to wait until sunset to come out. It's not afraid of the sun, right?" Zhang Yue went in to take a look. At that moment, the little boy, seeing that he couldn't get out, went to the table next to him, picked up an apple, and took a few bites.

"I like to eat apples..."

But when it picked up the apple, it wasn't a physical object, but a phantom. After taking a few bites, it threw it on the ground, and the apple immediately turned to ashes...

The apple on the table, however, was perfectly intact.

At this moment, the little boy mumbled a few words, but no sound came out.

Hashimoto quickly looked at Ye Qidong, "What is it saying?"

This is also why he specifically sought out Ye Qidong, because there are very few people in the world who can possess such an amazing skill as lip reading.

Ye Qidong mimicked the little boy's murmur, "It's raining..."

The little boy looked out the window for a while, then turned around and went back to the corner on his own...

Everyone looked outside, and it was completely calm; there was no rain at all.

Although the little boy acted very harmlessly, it still sent chills down one's spine and made one's hair stand on end.

Ye Qidong looked at the eye dropper bottle in Dong Hemei's hand. "Why can I see it?"

Hashimoto smiled slightly, took out a box from his pocket, and took out a strange cube, explaining, "It's called the Mengjie Sponge. Its raw material is human protein synthesis, and it can capture various electromagnetic waves."

"And 'gui' is a type of energy. When a sponge absorbs enough energy, it can achieve the effect of anti-gravity. So, it's not wrong for our project team to call it the Anti-Gravity Project."

"Electromagnetic waves are like energy. If we spray a thin layer of Mengjie sponge on your eyes, it will act like a filter, allowing you to see images of different wavelengths. If we spray it on a camera, the camera can capture eerie images."

Ye Qidong asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

Hashimoto said, "Because I want you to investigate who it was, where it died, and where its body is buried..."

This was precisely why Hashimoto sought out Ye Qidong, because as researchers, their psychological qualities and professional skills were far inferior to those of a special police officer who dealt with all sorts of criminals.

As of now, it is still unknown how the foreign photographer was killed.

It's fine for these researchers to conduct research behind glass, but if they were to follow up and investigate, I'm afraid none of them could withstand the psychological pressure.

"I refuse. You should find someone else." Ye Qidong refused without hesitation and turned to leave.

Following a monster, with no means of protection and no idea how it kills, is an extremely dangerous mission. He's not stupid.

But just then, a voice came from Zhang Yue, "I want to know, what does that apple taste like after it's bitten into it? Have you tried it?"

Dong Hemei instinctively replied, "No..."

But the next second, everyone's expression changed, because Zhang Yue actually opened the door, walked straight in, went to the apple, and picked it up.

Hashimoto hurriedly shouted, "What are you doing? Come out! Don't go in!"

Dong Hemei said anxiously, "It's dangerous inside, come out quickly."

Zhang Yue calmly picked up the apple, took a bite, and said, "The taste is a bit strange, but it hasn't gone bad. It doesn't seem like the apple in the novels, where it tastes like wax after being eaten by a ghost."

Then Zhang Yue did something even more shocking: he walked directly to the little boy, squatted down, and sat on it...

Zhang Yue muttered to himself, "I don't feel any chill, and I don't feel any discomfort in my body. It seems it can't possess me."

"In other words, it is essentially the same as Wi-Fi, radar waves, and electromagnetic waves; it passes through the human body and has no effect whatsoever."

Hashimoto stared in shock at the scene. "What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

"Dr. Hashimoto, don't worry. You all said it's the only ghost in the world, which means the conditions for its formation are extremely demanding. Moreover, according to your information, combined with various legends in mythology, for it to kill, it must meet certain rules..."

But just as Zhang Yue stood up, another unexpected event occurred. The little ghost Chen Yaoxi, seemingly affected by Zhang Yue's possession of its body, slowly stood up and climbed onto Zhang Yue's back.

A strange and malevolent feeling spread throughout the room as Chen Yaoxi openly displayed his malice towards the living.

It seemed like they were about to kill Zhang Yue at any moment.

"Don't move, whatever you do, don't move."

Ye Qidong shouted immediately, "Listen to me, don't move, it's currently lying on your back..."

Zhang Yue reassured the crowd outside, "It's alright, don't worry, as long as I don't turn around, nothing will happen."

But Zhang Yue smiled and looked at Hashimoto, saying, "Dr. Hashimoto, have you ever heard of the folk tales of our Han people?"

Hashimoto instinctively asked, "What folk legend?"

According to folklore, if you are walking in the wild at night and a stranger calls your name or taps you on the shoulder, never turn around.

"Because a person has three fires, if you turn back, they will blow them out, and you will be harmed."

"Folk legends are not without foundation."

"It was probably just testing me by lying on my back. As long as I don't trigger some kind of rule, it can't hurt me..."