There is a sick girl before and a ghost after

Chapter 10 Ambulance ∑っ

Unable to understand Qianlang's mode of action, Wen Yuran had to sit next to him, and couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you go in? And you said you've seen blood in this place...do you mean someone died?"

"Yeah, it should be more than one and less than ten. We don't need to go in. The body of that thing is not here. She probably just uses a method similar to possession to control other people to kill people to strengthen herself. She split it the day before yesterday. I got rid of that little thing, and it will cause some damage to her, so she will definitely kill someone again to recover her vitality." Qian Lang sighed regretfully after failing to let Wen Yuran sit on her lap, and her legs naturally twitched. They overlapped each other, propped their chins and tilted their heads to look at Wen Yuran, "Judging from the concentration of bloody smell, no one died yesterday or today, so it is very likely that she will come today, we just wait."

"But... if so many people disappeared in the same place, wouldn't the police find out?"

"Hehe, this question..." Qianlang's smile deepened a bit, the sunlight scattered by the shade of the trees behind him scattered on his body, which made him look a little weird in broad daylight, he said softly, " You know what happens to people who die after being involved in something like this? Everyone forgets they existed, as if they were never born in the world, so it's unrealistic to expect the police."

He pointed to the gate of the orphanage with his chin: "Look, there is no one watching the gate here. Where do you think they will go?"

The answer is simple, they all "disappeared".

"..." It was clear that the weather was very clear, but after hearing this, Wen Yuran felt a chill gradually creeping up from the bottom of his heart, almost freezing him to death.

"Of course, there are always accidents in everything. If some ghosts who are very weak themselves kill someone, that person may not be forgotten, and this kind of thing ends up as a disappearance case. People are born with a certain amount of inspiration, or have very deep and strong feelings for the killed, so they may not forget the dead, and many of these people are regarded as schizophrenic or delusional, and they are locked up. A mental hospital. There are other situations that I won’t list one by one.”

Qianlang himself didn't feel much about these things, but Wen Yuran seemed to be very concerned, so he comforted in a soft voice: "It's okay, since I have found you, then these fates will definitely have nothing to do with you."

"...Then I really thank you." Responding speechlessly, Wen Yuran looked around and saw no strange person appeared, so he continued to chat with Qian Lang, "But let's talk How did you make sure I was in this city?"

"You only told me that the place where I live is not very far from that countryside, so I have been looking around in several nearby cities over the years, and I only arrived here three months ago."

After finishing speaking, before Wen Yuran could answer, Qianlang suddenly raised his finger in a gesture of silence, motioning Wen Yuran to look aside.

Following Qianlang's gaze, Wen Yuran saw a hunchbacked, scruffy-looking middle-aged man walking towards this side. Maybe it was a psychological effect, Wen Yuran always felt that this person looked very weird.

Even if it is not in this special place and moment, this man does not look like an ordinary person you can see everywhere. If he is a drug addict or alcoholic or something, it is probably easy to believe, because when you get close It was only later that I saw that his face was also very decadent.

The middle-aged man walked in little by little, and then suddenly raised his head to look in Wen Yuran's direction, with a hint of greed and desire in his eyes, like a jackal seeing a delicious prey.

Qian Lang covered Wen Yuran's hand, signaling him to be calm and calm, and then watched the man get closer and closer with cold eyes, his expression became more twisted and permeable.

When the man was about five meters away from the two of them, Wen Yuran also felt that he could hardly sit still, but Qian Lang, who had been sitting calmly beside him, suddenly moved.He only felt that in a flash before his eyes, Qian Lang had already gone in front of the man, quickly raised his leg and kicked the man's knee joint, taking advantage of the opportunity of the man's unsteady standing, he pressed the man to the ground neatly, even unequivocally Directly folded the opponent's two arms.

Rescue, ambulance ∑(っ°Д°;)っ

Grabbing the hair of the screaming and struggling man with one hand, Qianlang stepped on the ground firmly and couldn't get up, so he smiled and waved: "You can come here, don't worry, this is no longer a human being. , It doesn’t matter if you cut off your arm directly.”

He said something that should have been terrifying so lightly that Wen Yuran couldn't help wondering which side was the evil spirit.

The man under Qian Lang's control was still resisting, his eyes were bloodshot, and he kept roaring like a beast, but his two arms were hanging down limply, forming a distorted angle.

With his free hand, Qian Lang took out the seemingly mysterious Vientiane pendant, and held it in his palm. The small jade pendant in between gave off a green light in an instant, and Qian Lang said to the man: " Take me to your master."

He didn't expect to be able to convince this thing with a single sentence, so his subordinates kept hitting the man's head against the ground with force, repeating the sentence with a seemingly inorganic voice every time, time and time again, and soon the man's forehead The nose and the tip of the nose became bloody and bloody, it was horrible.

I don't know what kind of life Qianlang lived before, at least for Wen Yuran, this picture is really not so easy to accept.

Viscous dark red blood flowed out and wet the small piece of ground, and the stench emitted was definitely not like the smell of ordinary people's blood.

It should be appreciated that the location of this orphanage is relatively remote, and it is lunch break time now, and no one passes by here, otherwise it would be interesting to be seen.

From Wen Yuran's point of view, he could only see that the man was beaten mercilessly by Qian Lang, and then he obediently stood up and walked in one direction, as if he had really been beaten.

Qian Lang took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from his pocket, tore it up a few times and sprinkled it on the man, then let him leave.

"Just let him go? And is it okay to walk around like this?"

Taking off the soiled gloves and throwing them into the trash can, Qianlang shook his head: "If we are far away, we may have to follow for a long time. The talisman paper just now can be located, and we can drive there later. As for the appearance, even if it looks It doesn't matter if it's worse, because most people can't see that."

Hearing what he said, Wen Yuran's heart skipped a beat, and she was a little confused. Sure enough, she heard Qianlang continue to add: "You can see him, which also proves that you have completely entered this boundary, and you may see more strange things in the future. Just get used to it. Now let's go eat something first, you should be hungry too, right?"

"I was quite hungry at first, but it's much better now." After enjoying such an authentic thriller, his appetite ran away from home.

Qian Lang was taken aback, seeing his expression, Wen Yuran felt that something bad was going to happen, as expected...

"I didn't think about this, it's too dereliction of duty, please punish..."

"Forget it, let's go to eat. I just saw a hot pot restaurant that seems to be pretty good."

Stubbornness is everywhere in these years. I didn't expect that the first one who made him lose his temper and have no strength to resist was not the boss of the underworld, but a handsome guy with a very serious plot.

The hot pot tasted good, but the meal didn't take long, Qian Lang apologized and expressed that it's best not to continue eating, because if he saw something unattractive for a while, his stomach might feel uncomfortable.

This statement was quite reasonable, and Wen Yuran immediately put down his chopsticks.

As a complete layman, Wen Yuran didn't know how Qianlang judged the whereabouts of the man before, and was only responsible for sitting in the car safely and waiting to reach the destination.

As the car moved forward, they were getting farther and farther away from the city center, gradually coming to the suburbs, and finally stopped in front of a seemingly abandoned public building.

Sitting in the car, you can see the words "Sunshine Children's Welfare Institute" that have been faded by the wind and rain on the gate. The old iron gate hangs there precariously, as if it can fall off with just a little impact.

Wen Yuran has heard of this orphanage before, and it seems that it was abandoned decades ago, because its location is so remote that it has been almost forgotten, and there is no news that it was demolished and rebuilt with other facilities mean.

And outside the open gate, there was a dark red trace dragging inside from a distance, and it seemed to have disappeared into the building of the orphanage from a distance.

What is this dark red to black thing?

Looking at the mottled and messy traces around the big iron gate, Wen Yuran felt that there was nothing suspicious about this problem. It couldn't be the paint, could it?

small theater:

Uncle Cannon Fodder: Why did you treat me like this, I was just playing a trick_(:з」∠)_

Wen Yuran: Brother, hold on, the hot pot I ate at noon is still churning in my stomach...it's not easy for everyone

██: Are you feeling unwell?Please don't move, we go to the hospital immediately!Is this the guy who turned your appetite off?

Wen Yuran: Wait why your name is blackened ∑(っ°Д°;)っ

No no no I don't feel bad when you come back, if this continues we won't be able to recruit extras!