OBS Chapter 460 Ghost Catcher 21
Chapter 460 Ghost Catcher 21
Liu Huajun's eyes sharpened, and he made a decision instantly. He aimed at the shovel wielded by Chen Hao!
boom!
Another gunshot!
Extremely accurate!
The wooden handle of the shovel broke with a sound!
Chen Hao lost all his strength and staggered forward, almost falling into the deep pit.
"Ah!!" He roared like a trapped beast, suddenly climbed out of the pit, turned around and pounced on Liu Huajun and Yun Chu! His speed was extremely fast, and the nails on his hands inexplicably turned black and sharp!
But Liu Huajun is an experienced criminal policeman and was well prepared.
He blocked sideways and accurately grabbed Chen Hao's arm, and at the same time made a quick and decisive grappling move!
Click!
Chen Hao screamed in pain as his arms were twisted behind his back and he was then pinned to the ground by Liu Huajun.
"Let me go! What do you know? The wealth of the Tang family! The secrets of the Tang family! They're all mine! The map... that grandpa left behind... is in my head!"
Chen Hao struggled frantically on the ground, screaming hysterically, trying to bang his head against the ground, trying to bite Liu Huajun's wrist with his teeth. He had been completely consumed by his obsession with the treasure and his greed for the power of his ancestors' resentment.
"Quick! Seal him! And the things in the pit!" Liu Huajun roared and pressed Chen Hao down with his knees.
Yun Chu didn't hesitate at all.
The pit mouth was just around the corner, and the deadly, cold, resentful aura of corpses had seeped out like a substance.
She rushed to the edge of the pit and ripped off the spare police gloves Liu Huajun had stuffed into her pocket—they were stained with Liu Huajun's scent. Then, she took out a golden talisman.
“Seal!” Yun Chu roared, and the golden talisman was like a burning iron, suddenly imprinted towards the center of the deep pit!
Om-! ! !
An invisible shock wave suddenly exploded with the golden talisman as the center!
The deadly resentment that was about to burst out from the deep pit seemed to be pressed back fiercely by an invisible giant hand!
The wave that was madly resonating with the core of resentment in the distance was forcibly cut off!
Chen Hao, who was suppressed by Liu Huajun, suddenly convulsed violently and let out an inhuman howl. The redness in his eyes faded like the tide, he rolled his eyes, and fainted completely.
The evil thoughts that controlled him seemed to have lost their source of power.
Almost at the same moment.
Boom——! !
A dull but extremely distant explosion seemed to come from the horizon, carrying with it endless resentment and unwillingness.
Towards the analysis room!
The immense pressure on Yun Chu and Liu Huajun's hearts suddenly eased! The connection between the incense ash and the vital essence was completely severed by Yun Chu's blood talisman, and the core power of the incense burner itself was completely consumed in the final impact on Zhang Qiang!
It worked!
Far away in the analysis room, Zhang Qiang watched in despair as the last thin barrier of incense ash was torn apart by the resentful ghost. The hideous, twisted ghost claws, brimming with cold, deadly intent, clawed at his face...
Zhi...bang!
The huge ghost formed by pure resentment suddenly expanded violently and collapsed inwards like a popped soap bubble the moment it touched Zhang Qiang's nose!
After emitting a fierce roar that seemed to come from hell and was extremely unwilling, it suddenly collapsed and turned into countless wisps of black smoke with a rusty smell, which quickly dissolved into the air.
It lost the source and channel of its power and completely collapsed.
In the cold analysis room, there was only Zhang Qiang, who was collapsed on the ground, his body covered in incense ash, and the technician who was coughing violently, with stinging and bleeding eyes, and... the "incense burner" lying quietly on the operating table, no longer moving at all, as if it was just an ordinary, shabby copper burner.
The gap in the furnace cover is still there, but no smoke is coming out anymore.
Western Suburbs Mass Grave.
The cold wind blew through the dry grass, making a whimpering sound. The air was filled with the smell of blood and earth.
Yun Chu stared intently at the deep pit sealed by the talisman, no longer emitting any breath. "The 'base' has been sealed temporarily, but to completely eliminate the hidden danger, we need to deal with this tomb and Chen Hao. The incense burner itself needs to be brought back and the true sealing method needs to be found..."
Liu Huajun looked at the unconscious Chen Hao and the deep pit suppressed by the talisman, then looked down at the communicator in his arms - Zhang Qiang's hoarse but excited voice came from it: "...Captain Liu...Engineer Yun...that damn thing...is gone! Suddenly...it's gone! Repeat, the target has disappeared! Repeat, the target has disappeared!..."
The shrill sound of sirens came from far away, and several beams of strong flashlight light cut through the darkness of the mass grave. The supporting police force finally arrived.
"Is it over?" Liu Huajun did not answer Zhang Qiang, but looked at Yun Chu, as if asking about the battle just now, and also about the feud that spanned decades.
Under the moonlight, Yun Chu looked at the seemingly peaceful grave, then turned back to look in the direction of the city. He exhaled softly, his eyes sharp as ever: "End? No, it's just... interrupted. We just... 'pried its mouth open'."
The night wind blew, bringing with it a chill, but it couldn't blow away the talisman that was deeply engraved on the ground.
Under the ground of this mass grave, the monstrous resentment that has been dormant for decades has been temporarily suppressed, but its shadow still looms heavily.
The secret of the Tang family bank, like the turned-over grave soil, is exposed to the moonlight, waiting for the final solution.
The silent "incense burner" was like a silent period, temporarily ending this crazy night of soul-chasing.
Liu Huajun tightened his grip on the gun and said solemnly to his colleagues who had come over:
"Secure the scene! Seal off the entire old cemetery! Bring Chen Hao back and keep him under strict supervision! Notify the cultural relics department and... the people Yun Gong needs. We need a professional cleanup team."
The mission was far from over, but the craziest and most critical night had finally passed. He glanced at Yun Chu and slowed his voice, "Thank you for your hard work, Yun Gong. Leave the rest to us. The truth cannot escape."
The night didn't seem so bitingly cold anymore, but the faint uneasiness still surged like an undercurrent beneath the ground.
The beams of light from the powerful flashlights intertwined like a net, piercing the last thick darkness of the mass grave.
The cold morning breeze brought the nauseating smell of freshly turned grave soil, mixed with rusty lingering resentment.
A large number of police officers quickly set up a cordon and surrounded the strange tomb that had been dug up.
The forensic doctor and technicians, wearing masks and gloves, approached cautiously. The deep pit suppressed by Yun Chu's golden talisman was like a cold scar on the earth that could not be healed.
The talisman was firmly imprinted in the center of the pit bottom. Under the dim golden light, what seeped out of the soil was no longer ordinary groundwater, but a dark red "liquid" that was so sticky that it was almost solidified, emitting the smell of stale blood and corpse decay, silently resisting the suppression of the talisman.
What was even more frightening was that the liquid was extremely slowly trying to crawl upwards along the edge of the talisman.