Ghost Shelter System

Ying Fengyao drove Qin Kun to a street not far from Xixiang Street.

This street is relatively prosperous, and a large club has been opened. The exterior is not as high-end as the high-tech zone, but it doesn't look bad either.

Neptune Business and Leisure Club.

‘Poseidon’?

Seeing this name, Qin Kun remembered that Xu Yang had mentioned this place to him, saying that the technicians here were very young. Veteran drivers from Linjiang City like to come here to race cars.

Walking into the hall, a man in his 50s with a fat face and a big belly came up to him with a grin.

"It's really hard to wait for me to win against my master."

The man's voice was thick and his face was shiny.

Ying Fengyao smiled charmingly: "I'm so involved in worldly matters, Boss Yan, please forgive me."

The two exchanged pleasantries, and then Mr. Yan looked at Qin Kun: "Who is this?"

"My partner."

"Haha, the young master looks like a talented person. I'm Yan Shude, this is our club v membership card. It also has a consumption limit of 5,000 yuan. Please accept it, the young master."

Yan Shude is a businessman, so he naturally belongs to the category of humans and cats. Qin Kun did not pretend to be pretentious and took the membership card: "Thank you, Boss Yan."

The interior decoration of Neptune is no worse than that of Yuxianting, and the lights in some aisles are just right dim, as if covered with a charming veil, making people look forward to the wonderful Taoyuan wonderland behind the veil.

On the 13th floor, a technician's room.

Two tall bodyguards guarded the door: "Mr. Yan."

Yan Shude stopped and looked at Ying Fengyao and said: "Master Ying, this floor is where the top technicians live. What you want to see is inside. I have a bad heart, so I won't go in."

"Boss Yan, please excuse me."

After Yan Shude left, Ying Fengyao opened the door and walked into the room.

Qin Kun walked behind Ying Fengyao. He was here to catch ghosts today. At the door, Qin Kun's eyes broke through and he could see clearly what was inside.

On the big purple bed, a woman's face was cut open, with a blood mark like an inverted pentagram carved on the front door. The worst part was that her head was split in two, and the white brains were stained with blood along with the sheets.

Ghost hunters aren't afraid of ghosts, but they can't tell with corpses.

In the bathroom outside, an ax was placed in the sink, and next to it was a pair of scissors. There were blood stains all the way into the small bedroom.

"I think it's better not to open the door to the small bedroom yet."

Qin Kun has seen a lot of corpses with horrible death appearances. Horrible death appearances and disgusting ways of death are impossible to see without a strong psychological quality.

Under the double impact of visual impact and olfactory impact, Qin Kun didn't think Ying Fengyao could withstand it.

"Why? Do you think I'm afraid?"

Qin Kun, who saw the scene inside, shook his head: "I'm afraid you'll be sick."

Ying Fengyao didn't believe it, opened the door and walked in.

Buzz——

Countless flies swarmed towards me, accompanied by a stench, blowflies laughing on their fingernails, flapping their wings loudly, and colliding with each other, making a thumping sound like beans hitting the door.

At the same time, the woman on the bed had her head split open, apparently split open by an axe, and then she walked back all the way.

Red and white liquid flowed vertically onto her face. The woman's eyes were dull and her pupils were constricted.

vomit--

This smell was probably the first time that Ying Fengyao smelled it. She probably had not seen this sight a few times before, and she started retching.

"Don't drive." Qin Kun put on his mask and gloves and walked in.

"Why do you have this thing?" Ying Fengyao covered her mouth and drove away the flies around her. The sound of flies hitting her body made people feel numb, especially women, who disliked such disgusting little insects.

"It's provided by my unit."

"Give me a mask."

"Okay, 5oo."

Ying Fengyao was furious and kicked Qin Kun: "Wuzhu Evil Bones!!"

"Don't... I'll give it to you." Qin Kun fed Ying Fengyao a leaf and helped her put on the mask.

"What did you give me to eat?"

Qin Kun said: "The bitter locust leaves can seal your sense of smell, taste bitter, and divert your attention. This is the method taught by my master when I was an embalmer."

When the locust leaves entered her mouth, Ying Fengyao's nose seemed to be blocked, and her nausea suddenly became much better.

The two stepped forward, Ying Fengyao took out a bamboo tube at the side, while Qin Kun touched the body.

Qin Kun has been working as an embalmer for almost three years. He also reads forensic books and often deals with dead people. The thing he is most familiar with is corpses.

This woman should have been dead for less than 2 days, but blowfly larvae will not appear until 24 hours after laying eggs, and adults will not appear until a week and a half.

Qin Kun pinched a fly. This guy was quite big. He had never seen such a big one before when he helped collect corpses.

There were many maggots crawling out of the wounds on the face and skull. They were densely packed and disgusting. After checking them, Qin Kun and Ying Fengyao walked out of the room.

"Hypnosis suicide." Ying Fengyao said.

"This is the method of the Black Soul Cult. This woman seems to have a three-yin female body. The ghost has gone somewhere. It should be not far around." Qin Kun was also sure.

Qin Kun heard from Lao Wang that a person's soul returns within seven days after death. Unless the corpse is cremated, the ghost can move around freely, otherwise it will not be too far away from the corpse within seven days.

"Black Soul Sect..." Ying Fengyao gritted her teeth.

Scar Hao's death was an accident, but the accident was indeed caused by the Black Soul Cult. Maybe it was a manslaughter, maybe Scar Hao saw something he shouldn't have seen. Ying Fengyao hated the words Black Soul Sect with all her heart.

"By the way, how are you sure this is a big ghost?"

Qin Kun wondered.

Apparently, this was the first time Ying Fengyao saw a corpse and the first time she came to the Neptune Club. How did she know it was a big ghost?

"Li Chong told me."

Nie Huzi’s junior brother, Li Chong of the Three Tigers of Dou Zong?

"Won't he catch it himself?"

Ying Fengyao shrugged: "Their Douzong's ability to find ghosts is too bad. I heard that they were tricked several times and they couldn't lose face. Kuishan has not yet mastered the art of looking at the spirit, so of course he can't find them."

The two walked out of the room.

While he was melancholy, Qin Kun's heavenly eyes could not catch any clues about the ghost, which was a very distressing thing.

But not long after, a scream came from a technician's room.

"Help-"

Qin and Kun heard it and rushed over immediately.

In Room 13o7, another top technician from Poseidon looked at the man on the bed in horror. The man's mouth was twitching, foaming at the mouth, and his whole body was convulsing.

Boss Yan also rushed over: "Ning Ning, what's going on? Why is your boyfriend here?"

Some technicians, who also come from poor backgrounds but still have good looks, will serve while getting along with their boyfriends. This kind of relationship is hard to understand, but it does exist.

The man on the bed was the technician's boyfriend named Ning Ning. At this moment, her boyfriend's face turned dark quickly, and Qin Kun felt that his yang energy was constantly being drained.

"Master Ying, please help me find a solution! If something like this happens, the club will be closed for rectification!"

The reason why Yan Shude did not call the police was because he was afraid that a fatal accident would affect his business. He would rather spend 40 to compensate the family of the deceased technician and resolve it privately, rather than go through the process and spend one month shutting down the business for rectification. In one month, Neptune will make millions less. ah!

Now that another human life has occurred, Yan Shude is anxious and breaking out in a cold sweat. If something happens again, he may really have to close down the business for rectification.

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