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Jianghai City, the suburbs.

“Ah ah ah ah ah–”

Accompanied by a shrill scream.

The blood-colored ghost was like snow under the sun, melting at an extremely fast speed.

Lin Que withdrew his hand.

The vigor and blood flowing out of the body gradually returned to calm.

Under the setting sun, the aura that belonged to Grandmaster Baodan receded, and the surrounding chickens, ducks, cats and dogs all heaved a sigh of relief, but they still didn’t dare to approach Lin Que.

“There should be no problem.”

Lin Que let go of his brows and walked out of the house.

At the door, stood an anxious old couple.

He nodded calmly: “It’s resolved, the unclean things have been purified, you don’t have to worry about something knocking on the door in the middle of the night, that’s all.”

“goodbye.”

Say goodbye politely and leave.

After getting on the bus back to the city, Lin Que was bored playing with his mobile phone.

After the task is submitted.

I went to the chat group to observe again.

It’s a pity that twenty days have passed, and there is still no trace of the Blood Cult.

But fortunately, his use of [Blood Energy] has become more mature and proficient. Before, he had to explode at close range, but now he only needs to condense the energy and blood in the palm of his hand, and take a slap from the air.

All ghosts will scream.

In the past 20 days, Lin Que has received several business orders in a row, which are basically related to the ghosts.

The only weirdness is low difficulty.

On the one hand, it is to earn some money to subsidize the family.

On the other hand, he was trying his luck to find traces of the Blood Cult.

pity.

Although victims whose blood had been drained were found many times, the anti-investigation capabilities of the Blood Cult’s finishing touches were too strong, and so far no traces have been left.

The special class was helpless.

Lin Que also gradually developed a trace of anxiety.

He originally thought that seventeen years later, when the Blood Cult would make a comeback, it would definitely come out with a high profile, making big news from time to time.

But it turns out that it’s not that simple.

Perhaps it was the setback seventeen years ago that made the people behind the scenes more cautious.

So it is even more difficult to find the trace of the other party.

If there were no victims appearing from time to time, the special department might think that the Blood Cult organization had left Jianghai City.

“If it exists, it will inevitably leave traces.”

“I don’t believe that you can never make mistakes.”

“A group of mice…”

Lin Que gritted his teeth.

He didn’t believe that the Blood Cult could really hide forever.

Seventeen years later, they made a comeback. They must have some purpose, and they need to complete it in Jianghai City!

“Brother, where are you going?”

After getting off the bus at the passenger station, Lin Que hails a taxi on the side of the road.

the strange thing is.

After he gave an address, the taxi driver heaved a sigh of relief before letting him into the car.

“You don’t know, it’s been a little weird lately.”

“Our taxis don’t dare to run at night, especially those who go to some cemetery at night.”

“And that Anping Hospital…”

Speaking of Anping Hospital, the uncle driver couldn’t help shivering.

However, the driver was obviously a very talkative person, and he chatted again within a few minutes.

no way.

In this world, being a taxi driver is already a high-risk occupation.

Especially when leaving the car at night, I was even more worried about bumping into something dirty.

So the taxi drivers you meet at night are generally very chatty.And the conversation between people can dispel the invisible fear.

If the taxi driver you meet doesn’t like to talk, it will make the passengers feel intimidated.

Lin Que also gradually relaxed.

Just relax.

His body suddenly stiffened.

He glanced imperceptibly at the side of the seat.

Beside him… there was a cloud of familiar cold air, and the temperature inside the taxi dropped a lot.

“Qiong…”

Lin Que’s expression was complicated.

As the forty-nine-day deadline drew closer, he could feel his sister’s mood becoming more and more irritable, and her malice and attachment to him became deeper and more terrifying.

She became more and more attached to him.

Lin Que sighed slightly, closed his eyes and pretended not to know anything, and silently felt the cold air in his arms ready to move.

He’s fine.

But this terrified the taxi driver.

As soon as the old driver turned on the music, he saw a ghastly pale color in the rearview mirror.

That was the girl sitting next to the young man.

About sixteen or seventeen years old, she was wearing a light and fluffy white skirt, which set off her loose black hair vividly.

The girl leaned against the young man’s body.

With her head down, she couldn’t see her facial expression clearly.

But… this is already super frightening! ! !

The driver’s expression was stiff, his heart was beating wildly, and the words he blurted out were tightly held in his trachea.

This… When did this girl get on the bus?

The driver’s hand holding the steering wheel subconsciously exerted force, and the veins on the back of his hand twitched violently, as if he wanted to pull out the steering wheel.

This is a reaction of extreme panic.

He quietly glanced at the rearview mirror again.

The young man had a rosy complexion, a tall and strong figure, and wearing flat glasses, he had a trace of elegance. He was closing his eyes at this moment.

It seems that he is closing his eyes and resting his mind.

There is nothing wrong with men…

The problem was the girl in white who was snuggling beside him.

Suddenly, she raised her head slightly.

It seems to have noticed the driver’s peeping.

She raised her dark eyes and looked at the rearview mirror coldly.

“!!!”

It was like falling into an ice cellar, with chills all over her body.

Fortunately, at this time, Lin Que said softly: “Change to another song, “Brothers and Sisters”…”

The older brother of the driver quickly looked away when he heard the words.

With trembling fingers, he changed the music. Strange to say, as soon as the song played, the temperature in the taxi gradually returned to normal.

The driver knew that he had hit the lottery, and looked at Lin Que pityingly through the rearview mirror, thinking that this young man was haunted by ghosts.

But he didn’t dare to say anything more.

Lin Que couldn’t tell what he was thinking, and he couldn’t explain it at all.

After getting out of the car, Lin Que watched the taxi rush out like a wild dog eating shit.

The driver didn’t even charge the fare.

“Why don’t you take Qiong to a taxi next time? Can you not pay?”

Good guy, he discovered a new usage of his sister.

“Let’s go, go home.”

Said something to the air.

Back home, turn on the TV.

…

“The murder of a wife by a husband occurred on September 5th. The suspect, Yang Ke, is still on the run. Citizens are advised to be careful. The person in the photo is Yang Ke.”

“The police are offering a reward of 300,000 yuan, and the suspects are wanted nationwide.”

The TV screen switched to outside interviews.

“How is it possible! My son is not such a person!”

The haggard old man faced the camera with a hoarse voice and swollen eyes from crying.

“Aketa is a good boy with a good temper and rarely quarrels with others. Xiaoqin is also a sensible person. The two of them have always been in harmony. How could this happen!”

This is Yang Ke’s old mother being interviewed.

Next, the middle-aged woman with a mosaic on her face also said: “In my impression, Lao Yang is a nice guy, and the couple have a very good relationship. They won’t kill anyone.”

This is the neighbor of the Yang family.

Immediately afterwards, a man in a suit shook his head: “Our general manager is a gentle and honest man, and he rarely loses his temper with us. I don’t believe he did it!”

“According to the clues at the scene, the victim’s son Yang Zhi was probably held hostage by the suspect…”

Wife murder?

Husband holding son hostage?

“September 5th? That’s not right, this kind of case has only happened a few days ago, why is it wanted all over the country?”

Lin Que leaned on the sofa with a strange expression.

…

Well, it’s five o’clock today! .