Chapter 3: The Hunter in the Dark
On the outskirts of the city, an independent two-story European-style building stands alone, surrounded by greenery, and a small courtyard surrounded by wooden fences is full of various exotic flowers and plants. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The door sign reads: Demon Cry Supernatural Office.
In the living room, Jin Yuna slept sweetly on the sofa, her long curly hair was scattered like seaweed, her body was covered in a black silk nightgown, and her long legs were bent on the edge of the sofa.
The TV was still playing, but it was turned to mute, and the mobile phone on the coffee table buzzed, Yuna frowned and opened her eyes suddenly, "It's noisy!"
grabbed the phone and pressed the answer button, and said in a displeased voice: "Hey?"
On the other end of the phone, the man asked hesitantly, "Excuse me, are you the owner of the Demon Cry Exorcism Office?"
"I'm the boss of the Weeping Cry, who are you?" Yuna replied unhurriedly as she picked up the cup and took a sip of water.
Realizing that he had found the right person, the man seemed a little excited, "Hello, hello, my name is Zhao Xin...... It was Boss Li who introduced me to you, I have some trouble here and ask you to help, of course, money is not a problem, as long as it is handled cleanly and there is no trouble, I will give you any money. ā
Yuna yawned and said nonchalantly, "Since it was introduced by an acquaintance, you should know my rules?"
"Yes, yes. Hearing this, the man hurriedly continued: "I found you only because of your method." ā
"The information and address were sent to my mailbox. ā
Hanging up the phone, Yuna picked at the corners of her mouth contemptuously.
"Business is so good......"
Yan Jiamu parked the car on the side of the road, and he got out of the car and found a secluded place to call Xing Ju to report his work, although he was scolded by the leader, but fortunately, the result was good, Xing Ju actually agreed that he would continue to follow the case, and asked Song Xue to stay and help.
Hung up the phone with a thousand thanks, and Yan Jiamu returned to the car.
"Where did you just say you were going for the night?"
Seeing Yan Jiamu coming back, Song Xue angrily reported the address again.
"Go to the old abandoned building in the south of the city. ā
Yan Jiamu started the car, "What are you doing there, catching ghosts?"
"Arrest people...... Huangfu Luo Ling smiled faintly, turned his head to look at the weeping willows outside the window.
"Arrest someone?" Yan Jiamu was puzzled, "In the middle of the night, what kind of people can be in such a remote place." ā
"An old man, I haven't seen him for a long time......"
On a hot summer night, there is no sound of insects, and the surroundings are quiet, quiet and even a little weird.
This is an abandoned house at the end of the city, an old building in the seventies, a two-story building made of red bricks, many places have been seriously damaged, the doors and windows are broken, and the climbing vines even occupy most of the walls, and the sun cannot enter during the day, and the inside is dark and damp and full of musty smell.
In the distance, a slender figure was slowly approaching, her gait was graceful and exuding a cold breath, and the black clothes on her body almost blended in with the night.
Reaching out and pushing open the old wooden door, it was surprisingly easy, and she didn't even make a sound, she picked the corners of her mouth with a mocking smile, and she looked quite interested.
At this moment, in the corner of the room on the second floor, a little girl was curled up, the girl was huddled there with her beloved teddy bear shivering, she could not move, she could only stare at the door with a pair of frightened eyes.
"Come out, you can't escape. ā
The sound of footsteps came from far and near, and the owner of the sound was approaching the room little by little.
The little girl trembled even more, and she bit her lip to keep herself from making a sound.
"You should come out obediently, why don't you obey!"
The gloomy aura instantly enveloped the top of her head, and the little girl was like a frightened bird, she raised her head in a panic and her face was covered with tears.
"Please, sister...... Please spare me, I was killed by bad people when I was very young, I am already pitiful, I just want to wait here for my mom and dad. ā
"Let you go?" The owner of the voice couldn't help but sneer, "Put away your acting skills, your tricks are useless against me." ā
"Woo woo woo...... You bully me, I want mom and dad ......"
The little girl was crying, and her little body trembled slightly, but when she looked closely, she found that she was not crying...... Finally, someone is smarter, but you'll end up like them, stay here and be my toy. ā
"Hahahaha...... I want you to die here!"
The little girl's body was suspended in mid-air, and the cute face was gone, replaced by a rotten face, and the tattered dress was covered with dirty blood.
The woman turned a blind eye and smiled mysteriously, "You shouldn't have stayed here, you should have left earlier." ā
The evil spirit suspended in mid-air suddenly couldn't laugh because the woman opposite was sucking her spiritual power away little by little. The moonlight fell through the gap on the woman's face, a young and indifferent face but surprisingly beautiful.
Only then did the evil spirit realize that he had no way out, his own strength was losing little by little, and he rushed to the woman opposite like a tide, and the black mist rolled under the woman's feet.
"It's time, it's time for you to hit the road. ā
The woman slowly raised her right hand, and a silver hairpin appeared between her fingers, and the suffocating feeling of oppression in the air became stronger and stronger.
The evil spirit screamed in a terrible way, "Who the hell are you?!"
It's terrible, it's terrible, she has been an evil spirit in the world for thirty years, and this powerlessness of resisting and being useless and can only watch her die is the second time she has experienced it, the first time was thirty years ago, the day she was brutally killed by gangsters.
A tear slipped silently, the girl's face became no longer terrifying, she regretted it, she shouldn't have stayed here to kill, she also had the opportunity to be reincarnated, maybe she could see her parents in the next life, she didn't want to be scattered, who would save her.
"Yuna, let her go. ā
The visitor clasped the woman's wrist, and the woman frowned slightly and put away the hairpin.
The oppression disappeared, and the little girl took the opportunity to escape out the window.
"Luo Ling, long time no see, I guessed you would come looking for me......" The woman glanced nonchalantly at the window, not minding the prey escaping in the slightest.
"I haven't seen you for three years, is this a gift from you?"
She shook the handcuffs on her wrists, her eyes sharpened, and the cold aura emanating from her body made the hot night drop to freezing in an instant.
"Yuna, don't let the air conditioner go like this, it's not good for your health. ā
Huangfu Luo Ling sat in a chair and looked at her with a smile, her long dark hair swaying gently with her movements, shining beautifully in the moonlight.
"You're trying to trap me with this?" Yuna chuckled with a faint glance at her.
"I'm just trying to get a chance to talk to you. Huangfu Luo Ling stared at her and said, "Do you know that the elders are very disappointed in you, stop being willful and go back with me." ā
"Disappointed? huh...... When did they expect anything from me again, haven't you orthodox exorcists always looked down on me, what are you doing now, expressing guilt or pity me, pity me!"
Thinking of all kinds of bullying and trampling on her from childhood to Dajin's family, Yuna only felt that there was a flame burning in her chest, if it wasn't for the care of her adoptive father and Huangfu Luo Ling all these years, maybe she would have been tortured to death by them, how could she go back and continue to stay there, she was really afraid that one day she would not be able to help but kill them all!
"I'm not going back with you, have you forgotten what they did to me?"
Yuna sneered, and there were already three silver hairpins between her right fingers.
Huangfu Luo Ling was as steady as Mount Tai, and he still maintained a decent smile on his face.
"You won't want to do it with me, Yuna, we should have a good talk, you can not go back, but the ghost hunting is too heavy and extremely damaging to Yin Virtue, and there will be no harm in all kinds, and continuing will only harm you. ā
"You know why, if I don't absorb enough Yin Qi, I'm going to be in pain. They did this to me, but you want me to go back?!"
Yuna's expression was cold, and the three hairpins shot in the direction of Huangfu Luo Ling in an instant.
"Won't you, do you really do it with me?" Huangfu Luo Ling didn't dodge or dodge, she leisurely threw out a talisman, the red rune paper burned out in mid-air, and the flying hairpin seemed to hit the invisible glass cover, and fell to the ground with a clang, and Huangfu Luo Ling also came to Yuna's front in a blink of an eye, and the dragon dagger in his hand stabbed towards Yuna.
There was a loud tremor in the small building, accompanied by the occasional crackling of stones.
Yan Jiamu asked Qin Jingyao extremely seriously, "Do you really need to help?"
Qin Jingyao waved her hand, "Don't worry, they will pinch as soon as they meet, and they won't be real when they fight, just like joking." ā
Yan Jiamu's eyes widened, "This is still a joke, this is almost in time for the forced demolition!"
Qin Jingyao patted him on the shoulder, "Anla, An, it's going to be fine." ā
Song Xue shrank behind the two of them and asked suspiciously: "Didn't you say that they are friends, why do they fight like this since they are friends, this is too scary." ā
Qin Jingyao blinked: "Friends, too, have times when they are awkward and angry." ā
Song Xue was aroused by her curiosity, and begged Qin Jingyao to tell her, and even Yan Jiamu poked her head over to listen to the story.
"The woman inside is called Jin Yuna, and she is the adopted daughter of the Jin family of the exorcist clan, but she doesn't like people to call her by her first name and surname, because she hates the surname Jin very much. I don't know the details.,I just know that she's very good friends with the boss.,It's a childhood sweetheart who grew up together.ć I remember the first time I saw her three years ago, when she was seriously injured, and the boss has been taking care of her, but after she recovered from the injury, she had a big fight with the boss and didn't contact her for three years. ā
Song Xue was puzzled, "The Huangfu agent took care of her when she was injured, she should be grateful, why did she quarrel?"
Qin Jingyao shrugged her shoulders and said helplessly: "Because there is a difference between the two in the views of exorcism, it can almost be said that they are completely opposed, the boss advocates not forcibly collecting spirits, but Yuna's methods are relatively tough, and many times they are directly broken up without saying a word, in fact, this approach is not good for herself, the boss is very worried about her, and she is also very unhappy below." ā
"Down, which down?"
"Underworld, because Yuna's business is too good, none of the reports that should have been reported recently have been completed, and Hades is also a headache. ā
Song Xue nodded as if she didn't understand, and Yan Jiamu took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it, "The Huangfu agent suddenly came to find Jin Yuna, could it be that she has something to do with this case?"
Qin Jingyao nodded, "It's a little bit, it's just a guess now, isn't it still undecided, but do you remember the piece of blood jade on Duan Tianhao's body?"
Yan Jiamu spit out a smoke ring and said with a smile: "Remember, 10 million, the original owner of that piece of jade is her?"
Qin Jingyao drove away the smoke with her hands, "Sort of, anyway, the boss just thinks that this case has something to do with Yuna, but the main purpose is to take this opportunity to regain friendship." ā