Weird Regulator

Ghost! The ghost is coming!

When the strong flashlight shone on Ma Huaiyu's pale face, he realized that the person in front of him was Zhan Xun.

Although that generous figure was nothing in front of the ghost, in Ma Huaiyu's eyes it truly represented stability.

Only by staying with more people can he develop the courage to resist fear.

When Zhan Xun heard the word ghost, his expression changed drastically. He pulled the thin Ma Huaiyu up from the ground with a little force with one hand.

A long black shadow vaguely flashed at the entrance of the dark alley ahead, which made his throat tremble slightly.

Zhanxun leaned against the corner, always alert to the front, and asked in a low voice:

what happened?

Ma Huaiyu kept adjusting his breathing, clenched his fists with both hands to overcome the fear in his heart, and said in a trembling voice:

“While I was walking, a child suddenly appeared and grabbed my trouser leg. He was only four or five years old.

I didn't dare to look at its appearance, but it must be exactly the same as what Miss Su saw.

The most important thing is that Miss Su was beside me at the time, but she didn't seem to hear me at all.

That must be the murderous ghost boy.

Manager Ji taking Jiang Jiang away alone must have something to do with the ghost boy.

Jiang Jiang was afraid that he was dead, and he started looking for me!

When Zhan Xun heard that it was a child, he felt something was wrong, so Ma Huaiyu's panic was no exaggeration.

At this critical moment, he was the only one who saw a four or five-year-old child, and everyone would think it was the ghost boy.

Zhan Xun gritted his teeth and thought over and over again. If the ghost boy really came for him, could he still go to Ge Hong's family?

Then he was suddenly startled, quickly turned his head and asked:

What about Miss Su? Didn't you say she is with you?

Ma Huaiyu was stunned when he heard this, wiped the sweat from the back of his neck, and said in an erratic tone:

I...she...seems to be lost...

Damn it!

Zhan Xun hit the wall with his elbow, Ma Huaiyu was targeted by a ghost, and Su Qin'er got lost. This took a lot of effort.

The four-person team that came with us unexpectedly turned into this situation.

After all, Zhanxun was just a newcomer, with no mission experience at all, and he didn't even understand the most basic teamwork.

He was so preoccupied with finding Ge Hong's location in the shortest possible time that he failed to notice that ghosts could appear so densely.

This was less than half an hour after Jiang Jiang was taken away by Ji Li!

Zhanxun forced himself to suppress the impatience in his heart. He shook his head vigorously and began to think about Ma Huaiyu's previous experience from the beginning.

After cooling down and recalling it carefully, he suddenly caught something wrong and hurriedly asked:

You said at that time that the child grabbed your trouser leg when he first appeared?

Yes. Ma Huaiyu couldn't help but nodded, with lingering fear on his face: It suddenly appeared. At that time, I panicked, kicked him, turned around and ran away.

Zhanxun took a breath of cold air and his body began to gradually relax:

That's not right...

If that child was really a ghost, how could he let you go so easily? Even let you kick me?

The ghost boys we met before would not arrest people the first time they appeared. At least they should be separated by a certain distance.

The cold wind blew on their faces, and the coolness of the night forced them to calm down quickly.

Slowly Ma Huaiyu regained his consciousness. After Zhanxun's advice, he also became confused:

makes sense……

He also said something to me, it seems that ghosts can’t communicate with people...

Zhan Xun was furious when he heard this. This Ma Huaiyu left half of a sentence behind, and the clues were squeezed out bit by bit.

Now it seems that the child is probably not a ghost child at all, but because of Ma Huaiyu's panic, Su Qin'er, who was already in poor health, was lost.

What exactly was said?

Seeing Zhan Xun's face getting worse and worse, Ma Huaiyu said quickly:

He asked me if I had seen his mother!

Zhan Xun secretly yelled something bad, quickly grabbed Ma Huaiyu's arm and ran towards the back.

Ge Hong has a small child at home!

Everything seems to be right now.

Zhan Xun and Fan Ru had found No. 122 Pingxin Road a few minutes ago. After knocking on the door several times but no one answered, they forced their way in.

I searched the small bungalow but there was no one there, but judging from the family photo on the window sill, Ge Hong's son happened to be only four or five years old!

If the child who just grabbed Ma Huaiyu was Ge Hong's son, then he was wandering out late at night, constantly looking for his mother.

So Ge Hong’s ending...

Zhan Xun didn't dare to think too much. Ge Hong was their first clue. If this clue had been eliminated long ago, the subsequent tasks would be more difficult.

Su Qin'er had no time to search anymore, so Zhan Xun and Ma Huaiyu squeezed into the small courtyard of Ge Hong's house.

Fan Ru in the room was holding a family photo in his hand, looking back at Zhan Xun, and then towards the kitchen stove.

Did something happen to Ge Hong?

The last time Zhanxun came in, he went out to look for Ma Huaiyu and others, so the search work was basically left to Fan Ru.

But when he arrived now, he had already seen how ugly Fan Ru's face was.

Fan Ru breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly raised his finger to point to a large vat half a man's height standing next to the stove.

This extremely simple large vat is like the one used by ordinary people for pickling pickles, but it is a bit larger.

On the surface, there was nothing unique about it, but when Zhanxun slowly approached, he could clearly feel a chill.

This feeling reminded him of the blue and white porcelain jar he had experienced not long ago.

Zhanxun took a deep breath, reached out his hand and pressed it on the cylinder head, and then lifted it suddenly.

But what was displayed inside immediately caused his expression to change, and he was so frightened that he couldn't help but retreat.

Ma Huaiyu saw it clearly from the side and almost jumped up on the spot, tripping over something under his feet.

In the half-person-high pickle jar, a female corpse with swollen limbs and pale skin was curled up.

The black hair that was soaked by water was wrinkled into a ball, leaning against the mouth of the tank, showing a squatting posture.

But after all, it is a big living person, and it is very difficult to stuff it into a tank, especially with such a weird death appearance.

The contradictions everywhere indicate that she had died long ago, and was probably killed by a ghost before the mission began.

Ge Hong, he has died a long time ago...

Zhan Xun turned around and stepped forward again with a painful expression on his face, knowing that there was nothing he could do to save the situation and that this clue was broken.

Looking at the handful of wet hair on the top of the tank and the exposed pale neck, he was already having trouble breathing.

I can't think of anyone other than ghosts who can do this weird death pose.

Fan Ru looked at the mouth of the vat blocked by Ge Hong's corpse, lamenting but also feeling puzzled.

Why was Ge Hong silenced before the mission...

Zhan Xun knew that it was useless to stay any longer, so he could only sigh and said:

Put the cylinder head on and let's go quickly.

Fan Ru nodded, grabbed the cylinder cover from the ground, and slowly walked towards Ge Hong's body.

She looked at this woman who was about the same age as herself and prepared to put the family photo into the vat to keep her company.

But just by doing this, she suddenly saw something else under Ge Hong's body through the gap in Ge Hong's head.

That thing was definitely not small, and it was still held in Ge Hong's arms.

Wait, there's something else in this tank!

Fan Ru's tone became passionate, and he couldn't ask anything else when searching for Ge Hong, but her death might reveal some other clues.

Zhan Xun quickly turned around and approached with a slight surprise, and indeed found something quite large in Ge Hong's arms.

After thinking for a moment, he turned around and called Ma Huaiyu:

Come and help, let's move Ge Hong's body out.

Ma Huaiyu had already left the house at this time and pretended not to hear in the yard.

Fan Ru glared at him, put the family portrait on the stove aside, and rolled up his sleeves:

It's better for me to do it, that loser is unreliable.

Zhan Xun didn't say much, he just stood on either side of the pickle jar with Fan Ruyi.

Moving the body was not a simple matter, especially since Ge Hong's body was so large that it was not easy to stuff it in and even harder to take it out.

The two people worked for more than ten minutes before moving Ge Hong's body out as much as possible while preserving its integrity.

Even covering her nose couldn't stop the sour smell from filling the air. Even when Ge Hong's body was placed on the ground, it still maintained the stiff movement of its embrace.

Amidst the rotten smell, Zhanxun pointed the flashlight at the bottom of the tank, wanting to see if the contents inside could bring more valuable clues.

However, when the light illuminated the bottom, Zhan Xun saw something that was particularly familiar to him.

There is actually another vat in the vat, and that vat is a blue and white porcelain jar with an open mouth!

The shock this time was far greater than the last time he saw Ge Hong's body. Zhan Xun was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

Ge Hong, her children, the blue and white porcelain jar, were stuffed into the jar...

Stringing this series of words together in his mind, Zhan Xun stood up suddenly and looked at the corpse on the ground. He understood everything.

Ge Hong was not stuffed into the vat after death, but she got in on her own initiative in order to suppress the blue and white porcelain vat!

She must have seen the terrifying thing inside the blue and white porcelain jar, but instead of running away, she violated her survival instinct.

She used her own life to block the blue and white porcelain jar because she still had a son!