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Chapter 82 - Abandoned Factories

"Cousin?" I looked at Wang Yu in astonishment.

Lv Guizhi hurriedly explained that Wang Yu was the son of a relative of Qiu Ming's family who was studying in a technical academy in the city. He usually stayed at the school and when he found out that something had happened to his family, he came to help.

Wang Yu seemed to have just woken up from his slumber. He glanced at me and asked, "Who is he?"

Lv Guizhi said: "Xiao Xu is your cousin's friend."

Wang Yu replied as he walked lazily into the kitchen. After a while, he shouted out, "Cousin sister, is there meat for the Frozen Steamed Bun?"

"Yes, I'll get it for you!" Lv Guizhi apologetically nodded towards me and quickly walked into the kitchen.

I looked at the photo of Qiu Ming on the table, thinking that I still need to tell Zhao Qi about this matter. After all, he is the criminalist, and he believes in things that cannot be explained with common sense.

Inadvertently, I looked into the kitchen and was immediately stunned.

The glass door of the kitchen was open and I couldn't see inside.

However, the glass on the door reflected a shocking scene.

Lv Guizhi leaned forward facing the open refrigerator as if she was looking for something.

The tall Wang Yu was actually right behind her, both of his hands moving in front of her.

"Cousin, I found the meat bun. It's still hot and delicious!"

It was Wang Yu's voice, and his tone clearly revealed a sense of pride.

"Damnit."

I cursed silently as I stood up and walked over.

"Clang clang!"

I knocked on the kitchen door twice, and when I stuck my head in, I saw Lv Guizhi turning around to look while holding the refrigerator door. The side of her shirt had not been completely put down, revealing a small piece of white waist flesh.

Wang Yu stood by the stove with his back facing the door, looking out the window.

As a man, of course, I knew that he was hiding a part of his body.

I coldly asked: "Did Qiu Ming really jump off his own building?"

Lv Guizhi's face immediately turned pale.

Wang Yu suddenly turned his head, the eyes behind the lens were filled with shock and bewilderment.

I did not say anything else, and turned to leave Qiu Ming's house.

Back at the station, after hesitating for a while, I decided to tell this matter to Zhao Qi.

I didn't expect him to go to a meeting in the province.

Passing by the small meeting room, one could hear the ruckus inside. There were even people speaking a foreign language from time to time. It sounded like Korean.

I asked a passing policewoman what was going on inside.

The policewoman said that Li Qingyuan's family had come over from Korea and was currently negotiating with the Bureau Chief and Guo Sen.

When I heard this, I lost all my interest. If I had to say that Golly Staff wasn't a good thing and didn't get what it took to use corpse oil on it, then what the heck was the difference between directly using CHUN medicine?

When they were about to get off work, Dou Dabao called.

Without a second word, he immediately gave me his address, telling me to hurry over no matter what.

I asked him what the matter was, and he seemed to be in a hurry, and he hung up.

Recalling how he said that he had taken on a master as the exorcist that day, I feel a little uneasy.

Although it could be said that he was born with Yin Yang Eyes, how could it be so easy to cultivate Yin Yang Eyes? Otherwise, I wouldn't be taking advantage of the situation and only taking on women's business.

When I got to the address that he gave me, it was raining heavily. Looking at the building before me, I couldn't help but frown.

It turned out to be an old abandoned factory. Judging from the architectural style, the three-storey building was at least a product from the sixties and seventies. I remember the crematorium not far ahead. There weren't any ghosts in the vicinity as it was already dark. What was he doing here?

I picked up my cell phone and tried to call him. The signal was so weak that I couldn't dial it.

I took an umbrella and walked through the rain into the factory.

As soon as I entered the factory, I felt that something wasn't right. The first floor had long since been emptied, even the windows and doorframe had been taken down. It was empty and eerie, and the temperature seemed to be lower than it was outside by a few degrees.

When I didn't see anyone, I went straight to the second floor.

He said that Dou Dabao was unreliable in his heart, and that he should not be a exorcist as soon as possible, rather, it was better for him to just go home and open a restaurant.

The second floor should be the previous widget processing area. The equipment was long gone and there was a row of offices along one side of the stairs. Because half the light was blocked, the second floor appeared even darker.

"Great treasure!"

There was no response, just an empty echo.

What kind of plane is this? Can it be that you want me to play hide and seek with him?

I was a little pissed off and wanted to get back in the car and call him from where there was a signal.

Just as he was about to turn around and head downstairs, suddenly, he heard a wailing sound coming from the other side of the factory.

Startled, I turned my head and listened. It sounded like the crying of a child.

Why would there be children here?

I followed the sound to the other side.

Wu wu wu … "Woo woo …"

The sounds of crying stuttered out into my ears. Although I was sure it was my child's cry, I still felt scared and subconsciously took out the mahogany nail.

The door of the office was also removed. It was probably because the windows on the second floor were made of wood, which made it old and rotten, so it was not removed. The wind and rain blew on it, and the remaining glass was dirty and blurry, making the light even darker.

I checked every office as I walked, and by the time I got to the last one, I was sure the crying had come from there, but it stopped abruptly.

When he arrived at the last office, he saw a few cement bags scattered around. The cement inside was clearly clotted.

In a corner, there was a half broken piece of stone and cotton tile, there was no sign of a child.

I let out a long breath. Could it be due to my nervousness that I was hearing things?

I turned to leave, but I had only taken two steps when the crying started again.

I whirled around and strode out of the last office.

This time I heard it clearly. It was the cry of a child, and it came from here.

My gaze landed on the stone and cotton tiles in the corner. If there really were children, I would have to hide behind them.

"Child, what are you doing here?" I asked, stepping forward and pushing the stone tile away.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

I couldn't help but scream at the sight.

There was indeed a child under the stone mat. However, it was not a living person, but a corpse!

This child was at most five or six years old. Half of his body seemed as if it had been pecked by an animal, only leaving behind a ghastly white bone. All of his internal organs were missing. On his head that could barely be considered complete, his eyeballs were also gone, leaving behind only two pitch-black eye sockets.

"F * ck!"

I fought the urge to run out and call the police.

Just as he was about to turn around, a gust of wind suddenly attacked him from behind.

I instinctively dodged to the side and my left shoulder was ruthlessly smashed.

Before I could turn around, I threw myself sideways at the assailant.

That person also didn't expect me to counterattack so quickly. He was suddenly knocked out of the door, and the steel pipe in his hand was thrown to the side.

I rushed after him and, without waiting for him to get up, kicked him hard in the stomach.

The man was dressed in a black raincoat's outfit, and I kicked him in his lower abdomen. He groaned as his upper body suddenly straightened, and his rain hat was thrown off.

When I saw his face, I couldn't help but exclaim, "It's you?!"

This man is actually the rolled eyes that I have never been able to identify!

However, his face was still pitch black. His eyes were just like those of a normal person, except they were bloodshot. It was as if he hadn't slept for several days and nights.

While I was still in a daze, the rolled eyes straightened its body and was about to hug my leg.

Without waiting for him to hug me, I quickly raised my leg and ruthlessly kicked his stomach.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

He screamed and fell to the ground. After twitching twice, he actually stopped moving.

"Don't f * cking play dead!" I kicked him twice more, but nothing happened.

Taking a closer look, the pupils in his eyes had already started to dissipate.

Damn, he couldn't help it, and he died just like that?

Startled, I lifted my foot to take his pulse.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure standing not too far away.

Upon closer inspection, he felt goosebumps all over his body. That person was dressed in black, had a black face, and his eyes were whiter than black by a hair's breadth … It was actually another rolled eyes!

No, although the guy I beat up is the same as him, his eyes are normal, this is a real rolled eyes.

Without waiting for me to think further, the rolled eyes walked towards me aggressively with a dark face.

I gritted my teeth, tightly held onto my mahogany nail, and walked over.

Suddenly, a weird "wow" sound came from above me. The rolled eyes that was about to meet my gaze disappeared along with this weird cry!

Raising his head, he saw a strange black bird flying past him.

Without waiting for me to see what the strange bird looked like, a pair of hands extended from behind me and grabbed my neck, throwing me to the ground.

He looked to the side and saw that the person who was grabbing me was the 'rolled eyes' that I 'kicked to death' just now.

I struggled with all my might, but his hand was like an iron pincer, constantly tightening.

I pricked my hands with wooden nails, but he didn't respond at all, as if he didn't feel any pain. He just pressed his knee against my lower back and increased his strength.

I gradually felt breathless, my scalp felt like it was about to explode, and I couldn't help but open my mouth and stick out my tongue.

"I haven't dealt with you about the bad things that happened with me last time, and you still dare to send yourself over? "Heh heh, there won't be a next time."

The rolled eyes finally opened its mouth. Its mouth was a little slurred, a little empty, and cold as if it had come from hell.

"F * ck you!" I squeezed out three words from my throat. This seemed to be my last resistance …

The sound of hurried footsteps could be heard. Suddenly, a figure dashed over.

"F * ck your mother, release him!"

It's Dou Dabao!

Hearing his voice, I jolted awake and pushed myself to the ground with all of my might.

The rolled eyes was distracted and was thrown to the side by me. Dou Dabao rushed over, grabbed the pig knife and pounced towards him.

Seeing him coming at her aggressively, the rolled eyes picked up the steel pipe and flung it at his face, turned around, ran to the window and jumped out.

Dou Dabao screamed as he chased his to the window, about to jump down.

"Great treasure!" Cough cough cough … Stop chasing … "Cough cough …"

Dou Dabao hesitated for a moment, then ran back and pulled me up, "Are you alright?"

"He won't die."

"That's good. I caught a demon on the third floor. You won't be able to guess who he is."

I looked around the last office and asked, "Who?"