Chapter 8 Remote control of death

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"Who?" The evil spirit tilted his head and said with a sinister smile: "I have killed too many people, I don't know which one you are talking about!"

"That's the 13-year-old boy who jumped off the building a few days ago!"

"Jump off a building? Boy? 13 years old?" The evil spirit really thought for a while: "Oh, you're talking about him. It's not me who wants to kill him, it's my host who wants to kill him!"

"Did Feng Yuanyuan kill Beichen Hanyuan?!"

"The host signed a slave contract with me. I will kill whoever she asks me to kill!"

"Where is Beichen Hanyuan's soul?"

"Soul? Ah," the evil spirit suddenly became frightened: "He was locked up, locked up forever, haha..."

She laughed nervously again.

"You can't find him! You'll never find him, haha... Just let me go and I'll take you to find him!"

"No need, I can find it myself!"

Shiwu's eyes became fierce and murderous.

If she hadn't lacked spiritual energy and couldn't extract the evil spirit's remnant soul to read the memory, there would be no need to talk nonsense.

Her hands suddenly exerted force, using the last bit of spiritual power to crush the evil spirit's soul.

With a scream, the darkness dispersed.

"Ding"

The elevator runs again.

Shengdu was startled and realized that they were still in the elevator.

"Sister, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, but the surveillance on the roof..." Shiwu leaned weakly in the corner.

"I'll handle that. Where's Feng Yuanyuan?"

"Let her go!"

After Sheng Du went out, he went straight to the control room, held down the security captain, and took away all the USB flash drives.

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At night.

Feng Yuanyuan suddenly sat up from the hospital bed and subconsciously touched the back of her head.

It doesn't feel right.

She quickly took out a stack of dirty paper from her pocket, squatted on the ground and lit it.

There was smoke, but no evil spirit appeared.

"What's going on? Where is my contracted ghost?"

She hurriedly took out her phone and broadcast a number.

"Master, my contracted ghost is gone. Well, okay, I'll take a taxi right away."

She hurried out of the hospital and took a taxi.

A red supercar followed quietly.

A minute later, the taxi suddenly burst into flames and exploded with a "boom".

The red supercar swung the steering wheel and broke a fire hydrant on the roadside.

When Tokigiri crashed into a car for the first time, he was caught off guard and unprepared. Although he was protected by an airbag, he still fainted.

When she woke up again, she was already in the hospital.

Shengdu was wearing a hospital gown and sitting at the foot of the bed playing games.

Seeing that she was awake, he immediately jumped out of bed and asked with concern: "Sister, how are you? Are you okay? The doctor said that we are both very likely to die. The car was damaged and totaled, but there is nothing wrong with me."

Tokigiri didn't explain that it was her remaining aura that was the instinctive protector, and she protected him by the way.

"Where's Feng Yuanyuan?"

"Dead, burned to death on the spot, the body was carbonized!"

"The other party was quick enough." Shiwu rubbed his brows and sat up.

She originally thought of using Feng Yuanyuan to catch the big fish behind her, but she didn't expect that the other party was so alert and cruel, and remotely controlled Feng Yuanyuan's death.

Beichen Yan opened the door and walked in, holding a stack of documents in his hand.

"This is the document related to the accident. I have taken care of it." He didn't look good.

"Beichen Yan, how can you be so mean to my sister?!" Sheng Du jumped up, with his hands on his hips as if to protect a calf, and stabbed Beichen Yan's shoulder fiercely: "Do you know, my sister and I I almost died!"

"Sister?" Bei Chenyan's expression changed. "Shengdu, you are older than her, and you call her sister? Also, you yelled at me for her, do you still want the out-of-print doll?"

"No, your broken doll is not as important as my sister!"

"..."

Shi Wu covered his ears: "Where is Feng Yuanyuan's body?"

"The morgue," Sheng Du became more energetic: "Sister, do you want to go now? Beichen Yan is one of the shareholders of this hospital. If you want to go, he will clear the place for you with just one phone call!"

Beichen Yan was so angry that he gritted his teeth and smiled: "Okay, I'll clear the place for you."

He wanted to see what these two people could do!

Feng Yuanyuan's body has not been taken to the forensic room for autopsy and is still in the morgue.

Sheng Du opened the cabinet door diligently: "Sister, she's already burned, what else can you find?"

"Remote killing requires a certain medium, something similar to a rune seal treasure. This thing must still be on the corpse. If I find it, I can counterattack into the opponent's territory and find Beichen Hanyuan."

Sheng Du didn't understand a word of it, but it felt so awesome.

The look in Shi Wu's eyes became even more admiring.

Shiwu turned Feng Yuanyuan's body over and found an incomplete tattoo on her back.

"It's not finished yet, but judging from the outline, it's a tracking charm!"

She took out the blade from the pouch at her waist and peeled off the rune.

"Beichen Inkstone, you brought the candy paper crane I gave you, right?"

Beichen Yan was silent for a moment.

He threw such childish things into the trash can at that time.

But later, for some unknown reason, I picked it up again and carried it with me by accident.

He took out the paper crane from his shirt pocket.

Shiwu frowned: "Take off your gloves!"

A grown man who always wears leather gloves when going out.

Bei Chenyan hesitated and took off his gloves.

Shigiri put the Paper Crane in his hand, and suddenly intertwined their fingers with his, holding the Paper Crane in their palms.

Beichen Yan's eye suddenly twitched hard.

"Don't..." Shengdu screamed as if he had seen a ghost: "You can't touch him, there is something wrong with him, and the skin on his body will rot if touched..."

what happened? "

He rushed over with bared teeth and claws, and was stunned for a second when he looked at the two people's hands.

"What's going on? You, no, Beichen Yan, there's nothing wrong with you. You can't be touched by others... I think I just rubbed you, and the skin on the back of your hand was gone..." He was so shocked that he couldn't even speak. Damn it.

His acquaintance with Beichen Yan was completely a misunderstanding.

When the two passed by each other at the banquet, Bei Chenyan happened to take off his gloves, and the red wine glass in his hand suddenly exploded. He subconsciously ducked and touched the back of Bei Chenyan's hand.

The skin on the back of his hand was rapidly festering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was only then that he learned that the reason why Beichen Yan always wore gloves was because he had bloody skin since he was born.

A slightly heavier touch could scratch a layer of his skin.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Beichen's family has always claimed that he has severe mysophobia and is forbidden to touch him.

Beichen Yan also stared directly at his hand, surprise filling his eyes.

Beichen's family has never been able to raise their children well.

The eldest brother and the second brother both died of strange illnesses when they were young.

Although he was raised to the age of 22, he was unlucky and lived to this age with the problem of his skin rotting at the slightest touch.

He doesn't even know how long he can live!

And I have always suspected that my father adopted Beichen Hanyuan because he was afraid that after his death, there would be no one to inherit the Beichen family property, so he adopted such an adopted son. of

Now, Shigiri was the first person whose skin he had touched, but he still looked like a normal person without any change.

Is there something special about her?

How could Shiwu know what he and Shengdu were thinking.

"What are you yelling about? It's broken somewhere? He's not a porcelain doll. It will break when touched. Come on, use the other hand."

Beichen Yan mechanically raised his other hand.

Tokigiri immediately placed the bloody human skin talisman and the blade in his palm, interlocking their fingers as well.

Looking up, her eyes were filled with blush: "Look into my eyes!"