Chapter 32 Let go

Borrowing the ghost's eyesight is equivalent to having night vision.

Jiang Xia walked through a group of strangely shaped sculptures and walked towards the depths of the exhibition hall. The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger.

When you reach the end of the room, look to the left. On the left is a huge oil painting. In the painting, a demon was crucified on a cliff by a knight.

Looking to the right, a fat middle-aged man was nailed to the wall in a "devil's posture". Blood was spattered all over the wall, and there was a pool of blood at the base of the wall.

Jiang Xia glanced at the middle-aged man's body and quickly settled on his calf.

There is a flat soul there.

It is about the size of a palm and looks like a common paper shikigami.

Jiang Xia had just seen a similar one in the morning, but unexpectedly another one came right after.

In the classification of psychics, when a person dies, some souls will dissipate directly, while those with extraordinary talents can become ghost fetuses.

There is another one, somewhere in between.

——It’s like this paper shikigami thing.

Ghost fetuses usually have a relatively strong self-awareness and remember what happened during their lives. They are the least difficult to abduct, but also the most useful.

As for the leg-picking style in front of me, I don't have much consciousness, but my obsession is very strong.

Most of them act on instinct.

Some people will pick up their own bodies nearby, perhaps because they feel safer this way.

And if the body is gone, or they have too much resentment towards the murderer, they will go and kill the murderer.

Although the ghost baby's eyesight was borrowed, his other senses were still there.

It felt the breath of the leg-picking shikigami, and couldn't help but move forward, trying to pull it off and bring it to Jiang Xia.

Jiang Xia waited and watched and found that although the shikigami shivering at the approach of the ghost baby, he still held him tightly.

The ghost baby pushed hard and accidentally tore it apart a little.

It paused, let go, and secretly ironed the torn area.

Jiang Xia sighed.

...Sure enough, it cannot be torn off with violence.

We still have to go through the process, send the murderer away first, and let the soul get rid of its obsession.

As a "prophet", Jiang Xia certainly remembered the case in the exhibition hall.

Affected by the financial crisis, the previous owner of the exhibition hall went bankrupt, so he sold the exhibition hall to Boss Zhenzhong.

——Boss Zhenzhong is the unlucky uncle who was nailed to the wall in front of Jiang Xia.

Boss Zhenzhong felt that everything in the exhibition hall was scrap metal, and he wanted to transform the exhibition hall into a hotel.

When the Ochiai curator who worked here heard about it, he was very angry and wanted to kill the new boss. Wearing a faceless knight's armor, he was waiting in this hell exhibition hall. Invited Boss Zhenzhong over and nailed him to the wall.

Jiang Xia looked at the blood stains all over the hall and felt that this case was not difficult to solve.

Of course, the first step is to call the police.

Jiang Xia took out her phone and was about to press it when she heard some movement in the corridor.

——Several people walked towards this exhibition hall while chatting.

The voices sounded like those of two of his classmates, Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko.

Jiang Xia stopped calling the police and silently glanced at the terrifying corpse next to him and the sword on the corpse.

Then I realized that if I didn't want to hear the screaming duo, I'd better not let them in...