"Ahhh—"
The young man, with talismans stuck to his body, writhed on the ground in pain.
Tendrils of black energy seeped out from behind him.
Then, a mass of blackness was expelled.
It reacted quickly, and upon sensing danger, immediately split into three parts and fled in different directions.
The first mass of black mist darted towards the window, only to encounter the waiting Matchman the next second.
It immediately turned back.
After just two steps, it ran into a pair of red eyes that seemed to burn with flames.
In an instant, the entire mass of black mist became dizzy.
One of the functions of the third eye: deterrence!
It can stun the target for five seconds and prevent them from attacking the user within thirty seconds.
After stunning the opponent, Ye Youshi raised his hand and swiftly put a sack over the entity, tying it securely.
The second mass of black mist fled towards the right wall of the hall, where it was precisely struck by a talisman thrown by Jiang Ziwei.
Where it made contact, a sizzling sound of corrosion could be heard.
The third mass of black mist, however, headed towards the bedroom.
By the time the two of them caught up, the black mist had already vanished without a trace.
Fortunately, the Matchman could sense nearby ghostly energy and had automatically pursued it.
The two of them searched the room, their gaze finally settling on the earthenware pot on the desk.
The pot looked ordinary, but black energy was faintly emanating from its opening.
Ye Youshi's eyes flashed with a red glow. "There's a soul inside."
That should be Guo Lele's sister.
Jiang Ziwei took out the talisman he had previously collected, which had been dripped with Guo Lele's fingertip blood. The talisman indeed flew towards the earthenware pot.
"Call the police," Jiang Ziwei said to the people in the car on the other end of his Bluetooth earpiece.
As he spoke, Jiang Ziwei's pupils contracted, and his expression suddenly turned serious.
"What's wrong?" Ye Youshi, on the other side, noticed his abnormality.
Jiang Ziwei's face was grim. "The Matchman has been controlled."
The Matchman was created by the streamer, and it was very useful in terms of mobility and combat ability.
Ordinary ghosts could not do anything to it.
"I've cast a divination for you," Jiang Xian's voice came through the earpiece at the opportune moment. "An accident without danger."
"Accident..."
Jiang Ziwei murmured the word, calculating the distance between himself and the Matchman based on the height of this floor.
Then, he said to Ye Youshi, "I'll go check the 16th floor first."
Ye Youshi: "Be careful." After a moment's thought, he said to the person on the earpiece, "Tang Tianze, you go with him to check."
Tang Tianze, in the garage, immediately opened the car door and replied, "Got it."
In any case, caution was paramount.
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16th Floor.
Apartment 1603.
Xia Qingqing had just finished dinner with her parents.
Her parents went to the study to handle official business, and she went to the balcony to enjoy the evening breeze.
The evening breeze of the summer night was slightly cooler, carrying a damp scent.
It would likely rain tomorrow.
In the bedroom, Guodong was typing on his computer, painstakingly writing a novel.
Since Xia Qingqing had registered him on a web novel platform using her parents' IDs, he had begun his diligent writing career.
The money he earned was used to subsidize his daily electricity bills for watching dramas.
Xia Qingqing, with her excellent hearing and vision, listened to the intermittent keyboard sounds from the bedroom, her lips curving into a smile.
She stretched and was about to return to her bedroom when
Suddenly, her ears twitched.
She walked forward a few steps and looked up at the ceiling of the living room.
A few seconds later, a mass of blackness rushed out from the ceiling and directly towards Xia Qingqing.
Xia Qingqing, with quick reflexes, grabbed it, and a clump of blackness was in her hand.
She blinked her eyes and did not move away, looking up at the ceiling again.
Soon, a Matchman also rushed out from the ceiling, its target aimed directly at the black mist in her right hand.
Xia Qingqing extended her left hand and also grabbed the Matchman.
At this moment, Guodong in the bedroom finally sensed something was amiss, left his computer, and floated to the living room to see.
He saw the young girl, about to enter the second year of junior high, holding something in each hand.
"Where did they come from?" Guodong asked curiously.
Xia Qingqing: "They were delivered just now."
Despite her words, Guodong clearly saw excitement on her face, like she had discovered new toys.
Guodong: "I've seen this thing online. It should have an owner."
As he spoke, the elevator in the hallway opened.
Ding!
Both the person and the ghost heard it.
Then, the door of the Xia family's apartment was knocked upon.
...
After leaving the haunted building, Xia Qingqing's family was arranged by national staff to live in this residential area.
The residents of this building were all clean, with parents who were teachers, civil servants, researchers...
Even when renting out, tenants had to provide relevant documentation.
This was to ensure that Xia Qingqing's family could maintain their previous daily lives as much as possible.
"Who is it?" Xia Qingqing opened the door.
This was Xia Qingqing's first formal meeting with people from the Supernatural Affairs Agency.
But it wasn't the first time she had seen them.
Xia Qingqing had seen some of the people from the agency while researching related to the underworld.
And Jiang Ziwei and Tang Tianze at the door had been sufficiently vigilant before knocking.
They hadn't expected that the person who opened the door would be a clean and cute little girl?
An elementary school student? Or perhaps just starting junior high?
However, she seemed a bit familiar?
The agency members had all watched the live stream of the haunted building before.
Jiang Ziwei's gaze swept past the girl and landed on the living room behind her.
On the floor, the mass of black mist and his Matchman were sitting obediently, unable to move.
"Xia Qingqing?" Jiang Ziwei asked.
Xia Qingqing calmly looked at the two of them. "Jiang Ziwei, Tang Tianze?"
"Yo, you know us," Tang Tianze leaned forward and smiled. "Big shot, let's be friends."
Xia Qingqing's eyes sparkled, but she said, "I don't make friends with creepy uncles."
If nothing unexpected happened, according to the national staff, they would only consider inviting her to participate in related work after she became an adult.
Jiang Ziwei: "We look forward to your joining."
When Xia Qingqing grows up,
The agency might welcome a new generation of members.
"Qingqing, do we have guests?" Xia Mama's voice came from the study.
"No."
Xia Qingqing quickly replied, then ran back to the living room, grabbed one in each hand, and handed the Matchman and the ghost to the two people at the door.
"Goodbye!"
She didn't want to involve her parents in these matters.
Bang!
The door closed.
...
At the door,
Tang Tianze rubbed his nose. The little girl was quite spirited.
Jiang Ziwei stabilized the ghost's clone with a talisman and then put away the Matchman.
Then, with one hand in his pocket, he walked towards the elevator door. "Let's go, we'll wait upstairs."
In the underground garage, Jiang Xian listened to the conversation in his Bluetooth earpiece and looked at the copper coin in his hand.
'Xia Qingqing... Strange, why can't I calculate her situation?'
...
Half an hour later,
Everyone had arrived at the police station.
Guo Lele, after learning about her sister's ordeal,
Cried while holding the basketball-sized earthenware pot, her heart feeling as if a heavy stone was pressing on it, making it difficult to breathe.
"Sis... Sis..."
She didn't know what to say, only murmuring the word repeatedly.
Inside the earthenware pot, Guo Keke said softly, "I know, you've been with me all along."
The connection between twins allowed them to feel each other's pain empathetically.
Guo Lele buried her face in the opening of the earthenware pot and sobbed.
"But, but..." But I feel sorry for you.
You were harmed, and yet you still have to endure such torment.
On the other side,
Based on Guo Keke's account, the remaining ghost clone, and the testimony of the young man who was forced to wake up,
The police officers and the members of the agency also understood the situation.
The young man who harmed Guo Keke, after his confession was rejected, harbored resentment.
As time passed, evil thoughts arose in his mind.
He was found by a ghost, which further amplified his evil thoughts.
The young man began to search for various methods of harming others,
Then he fabricated the hypnosis, the diary written in advance as 'evidence,' and the story of depression and suicide.
With the enhancement of the ghost's power, his plan was very successful.
Even when Guo Keke committed suicide, she believed she was truly depressed and thus felt liberated.
This was also the moment of 'liberation' that Guo Lele, as a twin, had sensed.
"I don't know why... why I did something like this?" The young man clutched his head, as if possessed.
"I don't know, I don't know..."
"It's her fault, it's her fault for rejecting me and smiling so happily with others, it's her fault..."
The two police officers taking the statement ignored him. After completing their tasks, they left.
...
Before leaving the police station,
Guo Lele, with red eyes, asked the police officers and the members of the agency, "What will happen to that scumbag?"
The police officers knew what she wanted to ask and replied earnestly:
"In recent years, according to the popular science from the Underworld Live Stream, the country's relevant policies have been gradually revised."
"Even with the influence of ghosts, based on what we currently understand, he is not innocent."
Guo Lele's voice was hoarse. "Thank you... I will continue to pay attention."
Until that scumbag is punished!
As for her sister's soul...
Guo Lele looked at the members of the agency.
Ye Youshi: "Your sister's soul is injured. She can recuperate at the agency for now. We'll find a way to send her back to the underworld later."
Guo Lele asked uncertainly, "My sister... this isn't considered suicide, is it?"
Ye Youshi: "No."
Guo Lele breathed a sigh of relief and sincerely bowed to everyone present. "Thank you."
Afterward,
The group got back into the car and returned to the agency.
The difference was that there was an earthenware pot in the car.
...
After getting out of the car, Tang Tianze arrived at the entrance of the agency.
He skillfully reached out, replaced the sign on the door that read [OUT] with another, and then opened the door.
— [OPEN FOR BUSINESS]
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(ps: I saw some comments from readers who didn't understand the ending. Chapter 904 has been revised. If you still have any questions, feel free to leave a comment below this section.)