An invisible whirlwind blew inexplicably throughout the morgue, and the mottled iron cabinets around it were covered with blood-distorted eyes, and despite the darkness, it could not counteract the staring gaze.

With every blink of the eyes, it will inevitably cause squirming, illusory noise, unbearable crying and moaning sounds of normal people.

"Officer Besik, why are you looking at me like that?"

Hollinton asked with an unnatural expression, and he was so creepy at Besik that his hand with the gun seemed to tremble.

"Did you hear anything?"

"Voice? Well... Except for a little cold, I didn't hear any strange sounds, Officer Besik, could it be the wind. ”

Can't he hear? The cry of a ghost cannot be heard by a normal person?

No, it is clearly recorded in the "Spiritual Experience" that even if you are not a clergyman who touches supernatural powers, the ghosts can hear the cry of the living.

When I checked the case materials before this, it said that the employee who carried the corpse also heard the crying, and now the ghost was lying on him, how could he not hear it?

Changing his mind, Hollington should be controlled by it now, but the ghost doesn't have such a powerful power, so it's a wraith.

In the flash of his thoughts, Besik had a preliminary judgment on the key information:

The Haunting of the Lexington Morgue was caused by a female resentful spirit, and the formation of the resentful spirit is usually the spiritual remnant caused by the most difficult emotions of human beings before death!

If this kind of resentful remnant is accumulated for a period of time, and then it is several times stronger, it is very likely to turn into a terrifying ghost.

Looking at it now, the reason why the female wrath is lying on Holrington's back should be that she recognizes the police uniform on his body, and the female wraith wants to say something to the police, so she unknowingly influences and controls it.

The affected Holrington was unable to hear the sound, which was also in line with the gradual entanglement of resentment and the fact that it was a little bit closed......

Besik basically confirmed the answer, and he now had two ways to resolve the incident.

The first is to directly use supernatural power to completely eliminate the "female resentful spirit", which is just a matter of moving a finger for the nightmare of Sequence 2.

The second is to use transcendent means that conform to the regulations to find out the source of the problem and fundamentally understand the ins and outs of this matter.

Considering the psychological state and anti-fright ability of ordinary people, Besik plans to try the second method first, solve it in a relatively mild way, which is really ineffective, and then directly use the powerful supernatural power to banish.

"Can you close your eyes?"

"Me?" Holrington was stunned for a moment, and then asked.

"That's right."

Besik bowed his head slightly, and the moment Holrington's eyes closed, his right hand raised and tapped his eyebrows, and the four spiritual walls instantly formed.

Quickly covered with spirituality, he had a simple dream, and before he knew it, his body floated, and countless flickering balls of light flashed out of the void, as if gently swaying like a stream of water, which was the switch between the dream and the reality.

Immediately afterwards, he touched the point of light that connected the female resentful spirit with his hand, and through the spiritual wrapping, let his star spirit body come into contact with the resentful spirit, only in this way can he communicate with the resentful spirit wandering in the world, get answers, and solve problems!

Woooooo

The sound of painful and sad cries lingered in Besik's ears, and he vaguely saw a dim and dim low-rent house, with a woman curled up in the corner of the bed on a dilapidated wooden bed, her clothes in tatters, and next to him stood a shirtless middle-aged man with a naked female angel tattoo on his chest.

I saw the middle-aged man walking to the side drunkly, pulling the woman over roughly, pressing it under him, and constantly tearing the broken clothes on the woman's body with his heavy palms.

Lotus, lotus, lotus, moans of pain came from it, and the middle-aged man unleashed the raging storm to his heart's content, rude and crazy.

Besik's brows furrowed, just as he remembered the middle-aged man's face in his heart, and suddenly, the middle-aged man suddenly raised his head, turned his body, and looked at the void, the extremely pale naked angel tattoo on his chest, and suddenly said:

"Is it pretty?"

"Oops!" Decisively snuff out the connection, stop dreaming and retreat to reality.

However, in the next second, the voice was like an invisible sword, piercing through the darkness, piercing the void, and piercing Besik's brain from the past time, like a moth to a fire, crashing into the flames one after another.

Hurt!

It hurts!

Besik's eyes blurred sharply, his head seemed to have been split in half, two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and his body fell like a lead ball......

.........

6 Mink Street, 1st floor of a single-family house!

"Praise Crimson!"

Gollum, the four of them raised their heads at the same time and drank the last sip of wine and drink, then lay comfortably in their chairs, burped, and rested for ten minutes before getting up to clean up the dishes.

After dinner, it was about 11 o'clock, and Venason looked at the clock hanging on the wall and sighed silently.

In the past, dinner on earth would never exceed 6 o'clock, but now it basically starts around 9 or 10 o'clock, which is the time difference... The power of time and space.

At this time, Mies and Harmony, who had eaten and drunk, sat leisurely on the sofa in the living room, picked up a copy of the "Compulsory Navigation Manual" and read it, while Irene untied the citrine pendant wrapped around her wrist and watched intently by the light of the gas lamp, as if she was performing some kind of ritual prayer, while Gropius nestled up on the single sofa and flipped through the "Age of Discovery" in her hand.

Seeing his brother and sister immersed in their own affairs, the corners of his mouth turned up, and then he staggered to the second floor, sat down on a chair, placed the admission letter from St. Hornavich University on the table, carefully picked open the seal with a razor blade, and took out the admission document inside.

Shaking off the huge letter, Venason looked over with some expectation and some fear:

"Dear Mr. Venason van der Rohe, you have been admitted to the University of St. Hornavich, please arrive at the steam train platform 9643 on December 12, 1751, and take the extraordinary train into the ......"

9643 steam train platform, what a strange name, Faslanka doesn't seem to have this place?

I remember that the only steam train platform was in the North Cross area, where there was the largest orphanage, the Bergley Orphanage, and the branch of the Holy See of Light in Faslanka, the Church of Tranquility, but there was no platform 9643.

In the midst of his thoughts, a voice suddenly sounded in Venathan's head.

Platform 9643 is hidden in the middle of the third pillar of the steam train platform in the North Cross District, and can be entered by any student with an admission letter within the stipulated time.

This... Is this, the voice of the owl?

Venathan's eyes widened slightly, and the voice swirled in his head, unable to dissipate for a long time.

He stuffed the notice back into the letterbox, exhaled lightly in his heart, looked at the distant and deep night sky, stared directly at the crimson red moon, and slowly cleared his mind......