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It was as if... everyone else in the room had disappeared.

"Is anyone there?! Answer me!"

Emma screamed, her voice trembling noticeably.

Wow!

The only response she received was the eerie cry of a baby.

The sound of crying echoed in the room.

Emma scanned the dark room with horrified eyes. She felt as if many venomous eyes were staring intently at her from the darkness, and the room was filled with those eerie baby shadows.

Cluck! Cluck!

An overwhelming sense of fear gnawed at her heart like a venomous snake. Her jaw muscles completely lost control, and her upper and lower teeth trembled incessantly, colliding together in a rhythmic sound.

Emma curled up into a ball, repeatedly making the sign of the cross on her chest, praying for God's protection.

But the thick fog outside the window seemed to obscure Jesus's vision, or perhaps Jesus also believed that she had to be punished for everything she had done...

Emma suddenly felt a chill run down her side.

She instinctively looked down and her heart nearly stopped beating.

A pale, tiny baby hand silently emerged from under the pillow and grabbed Emma's pajamas around her waist.

Then, a baby, its entire body white as if it had been soaking in water for a long time, slowly emerged from under the pillow.

She lifted her wrinkled little face and looked at Emma with a smile.

They searched for a long time but couldn't find it. It turned out it wasn't hiding under the bed, but under the pillow!

Who would have thought!?

That's true; ghosts are monsters that defy common sense. Trying to deduce things using common sense is bound to be a waste of time.

The moment Emma was grabbed by the baby's tiny hand, a chill instantly spread from her waist to her entire body.

Emma wanted to scream! She wanted to run away!

But her body was completely out of control, and she sat motionless on the bed.

The strange baby began to climb up Emma's body.

Don't come any closer! Monster! Don't come any closer!

Emma screamed inwardly, but her tongue seemed frozen, unable to utter a sound.

The baby ghost quickly climbed onto Emma's shoulder and stared at her face-to-face.

"Mom~!"

The mournful cry not only sent chills down Emma's spine, but also unearthed nightmares buried deep in her memory...

Two years ago, she came to London from Crawley, a rural area, with dreams of big cities.

Soon she encountered a sweet love that she thought she had.

However, after she got pregnant by that man, he quickly disappeared without a trace.

For a moment, the young country girl was at a loss.

Bad news followed one after another. Soon she lost her job and could only rely on the savings she brought from her hometown to give birth to her child in a rented house.

Emma no longer believes in love.

So she was very happy when she welcomed this new life into her life.

She thought she had found a goal to strive for in the second half of her life.

However, living in a large city is not easy, especially since London was practically the world's financial center at that time, and the cost of living was simply beyond what this young single mother could afford.

Not being able to find a job made matters worse, as she also ran out of savings.

All she has left is her young and beautiful body.

So, naturally, she became a special worker.

However, she was not alone in coming to London during this period with dreams of big cities.

According to incomplete statistics, there were tens of thousands of special workers in London at that time.

Emma isn't particularly beautiful or voluptuous, and the pressures of life coupled with her past experiences of being deceived by men have made her incapable of flattering or fawning over them.

Even as a special worker, she belonged to the least competitive group.

The money earned from selling her body was barely enough to make ends meet.

The hardships of life made Emma increasingly irritable.

Gradually, the warmth in her gaze towards her child disappeared, leaving only disgust.

This is the burden that man left behind, dragging her down!

I wish this child had never been born!

She didn't know when, but her thoughts gradually became distorted and warped...

That day, it seemed as if all the bad luck had been concentrated on her.

The bar owner deliberately withheld her wages under various pretexts. A drunk customer complained that her service was inadequate and hit her.

I fell while trying to avoid a carriage on the road and scraped my skin.

Emma, ​​burdened with a lot of negative emotions, stumbled back home.

For some reason, her child kept crying and wouldn't stop no matter what she did.

Emma's expression gradually became distorted.

"Shut up."

"Wow!"

The baby seemed to sense the indifference and annoyance in her words, and cried even louder.

"Shut up!"

Emma let out a scream.

"Wow!!"

However, the baby was frightened and cried even harder.

"I told you to shut up!!"

A surge of heat rushed to Emma's head, and she instantly lost her mind, grabbing a pillow from the bed and slamming it hard against the baby's face.

The sound did indeed become quieter.

Emma's face broke into a sickly smile, the veins on the back of her hand bulging as she tightened her grip even more.

Ten minutes later, the crying under the pillow stopped...

When Emma calmed down, all that remained in front of her was the purplish-red corpse of an infant.

At that moment, besides fear, she also felt a slight sense of pleasure.

Finally, I'm rid of this burden!

Emma thought excitedly.

Afterwards, she secretly threw the body into the sewer under the cover of night, and then lived in fear for several weeks.

Nothing happened.

Because during that period, there were far too many special workers like her in London.

The London police were simply overwhelmed and ultimately had no choice but to turn a blind eye.

Emma could never forget those eyes staring straight at her when she removed the pillow…

Just like it is now.

With just one look, Emma was absolutely certain that her child had come back to her.

Hehe~!

The girl's eerie laughter rang in my ears again.

Emma suddenly felt as if a transparent film had been placed over her face, followed by a strong feeling of suffocation.

She can't breathe!

Chapter 582 A Monster Beyond Common Sense

A cold gust of wind blew into the closed room, instantly extinguishing the oil lamp.

"what happened!?"

Detective George immediately shouted.

However, Eileen reacted faster and immediately and decisively issued the correct command.

"Turn on the lights quickly!"

Detective George and his subordinates then realized what was happening and hurriedly fumbled for matches to light the oil lamp.

At this point, only half a minute had passed since the oil lamp went out.

However, as the lights illuminated the room again, a horrifying scene that defied common sense suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Oh my God!"

Detective George couldn't help but gasp.

Ms. Emma was hanging in mid-air, struggling desperately. Her face was a deathly bluish-purple, and her eyes bulged out like a frog's.

Even more strangely, no one saw any ropes or anything on her, and no one or anything approached her.

At that moment, it was as if she was being held by the neck by an invisible pair of arms, suspended in mid-air.

Xu Ming subconsciously pointed his phone at Ms. Emma.

This was probably the closest he had come to Jack the Ripper in days, and he couldn't afford to miss this opportunity!

Hehe~!