Horror Camgirl - Ch. 5: Vengeful Spirits Claiming Lives
I took a deep breath. "If you're going to court death, can you please leave me out of it?"
But then I remembered I took ten thousand from him. Suddenly, my anger vanished, and I could only drink the soup silently.
Seeing me drink the soup, his mood seemed to improve significantly. He told me he was going to follow up on some leads and left.
After leaving the hospital, he took a call. The other party respectfully said, "Tang Shao, the two thugs you asked me to find have been located."
Tang Mingli replied in a deep voice, "Send me their addresses."
In a small roadside motel, two thugs were drinking, smoking, and playing cards. The room was thick with smoke.
"This is really bad. Weren't we supposed to just catch a nurse? Now we've seen a ghost, even Tiger Bro is dead, and we have to hide in this godforsaken place," one of the thugs complained after taking a big gulp of alcohol.
The other thug cursed, saying, "Brother Chun said that since someone died, the police are cracking down hard. He told us it's best to hide in the countryside for a few days."
"Ha, Brother Chun only gave us ten thousand each. What good is ten thousand? We've lost a whole game."
Suddenly, the door was kicked open. Both men saw a flash before one thug was punched to the ground, unconscious, while the other tried to run but was grabbed and pulled back.
"Let go of me! Do you know who I am?" the thug struggled desperately. The person who came approached his shoulder, and he felt like he was hit by a heavy hammer, falling to his knees with a thud.
He looked up and saw the handsome man who had saved him in the haunted apartment. He was so scared he trembled all over, yet he defiantly shouted, "Do you know who my boss is? My boss is Chun... Boss Li!"
He realized Brother Chun wasn't as famous as he thought and mentioned Boss Li instead.
"Boss Li?" Tang Mingli sneered. "Li Qi? What is he to me? Even Chen Er above him has to respectfully address me as Tang Shao."
The thug trembled even more. Chen Er, whom Tang Mingli mentioned, was known as Boss Chen. He was extremely powerful in Shan City, and Boss Li was nothing more than his dog.
Such characters, yet they respectfully addressed this pretty face in front of them?
The thug was flustered.
Tang Mingli spoke coldly, "Tell me in detail the cause and effect of why you went to the apartment a few days ago. If I find any omissions, you won't leave here alive today."
The thug, already terrified, lost his composure and recounted everything in a jumbled manner.
Their boss, Brother Chen, specialized in servicing wealthy individuals, using bribery and intimidation, even directly kidnapping people. Countless girls had been ruined under their control.
This time, Brother Chen tasked them with finding a nurse. They were worried, but suddenly saw a girl in a nurse uniform on the bus. She was very beautiful, and they were immediately attracted. They quietly followed her to that apartment building.
Tiger Bro was seduced by the girl and impulsively decided to take the nurse on the spot, take some indecent photos, and coerce her into submission.
Unexpectedly, that nurse turned out to be a ghost.
After Tang Mingli left, the thug wiped the sweat from his forehead, took out a cigarette, and tried to light it, but his trembling hands couldn't ignite the lighter.
His shoulders hurt and felt numb. Tang Mingli only lightly tapped, yet it had such force. Could he be one of those legendary martial artists?
The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. He abandoned his own crew, tried to gather his things to run, but as soon as he stepped out, police cars rushed in, blocking his way.
His legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.
It's over. Everything is over.
I lay on the hospital bed, scrolling through donation records, and saw that someone named "True Lord Zhengyang" had donated me a crown!
A crown costs a thousand yuan, so I was practically kneeling before a tycoon.
True Lord Zhengyang requested to add me as a friend. Of course, I couldn't refuse a major benefactor. I immediately accepted his friend request and left him a message thanking him for the donation, but he never responded.
After recovering almost fully, I went home and rested for two more days. Aunt Zhang next door told me that all the thugs in the Urban Village who were harassing men and women and causing trouble had been arrested, including their leader, someone named Brother Chun. They were said to be treated strictly.
The residents of Urban Village were particularly happy, and some even set off firecrackers.
After a few more days of rest, the editors at Black Rock TV called me several times, asking when I would go live again.
I arranged with Tang Mingli that he would pick me up in the evening. I poured black dog blood onto my Killing Blade and sat on the balcony sharpening my knife. The sound of the grinding scared the neighbors into poking their heads out to watch. I heard a young couple upstairs whisper, "That ugly beast has completely lost it?"
For some reason, my hearing and sight had improved a lot recently.
As the lights came on, Tang Mingli arrived in his Land Rover. I got in the car, and he handed me some documents, saying, "These are all the records of the elderly who were admitted to the apartment building back then. See if you can find any information on that small old ghost."
I nodded and carefully flipped through the pages one by one.
Tang Mingli took a glance at me and suddenly asked, "What perfume are you using?"
I was puzzled. "I never use perfume."
Because I could never afford it.
Tang Mingli hesitated and said, "You smell nice."
I was confused. I lifted my arm to smell but didn't detect any scent. I pulled at the corners of my mouth and said, "Maybe it's the smell of Fenghua Medicinal Soap."
Three yuan a bar, that's all I could afford.
Tang Mingli didn't say anything. I continued flipping through the pages and suddenly saw a photo. Pointing at it, I said, "It's this one."
This small old man named An Shibing had some money in his middle age, lived a life of debauchery, and his wife couldn't stand him anymore. She divorced him and took the child. He then found a girl twenty years younger than himself and had a son with her, living quite contentedly.
But in his sixties, he had a stroke and was paralyzed. His young wife took all his money and left, even telling him that the son wasn't his.
Only then did he think of his original wife and daughter. His original wife ignored him completely, so he sued his daughter to court, demanding she support him. His daughter sent him to that old age apartment.
Not long after, his condition worsened, and he died.
Seven days after his death, that tragedy happened in the old age apartment.
Wait, seven days?
Could that day be his seventh day?
Vengeful spirits claiming lives?
"We've arrived." Tang Mingli pulled out a Peachwood Sword from under the seat, hefted it in his hand, and said, "This is said to be a sword carved by Master Jiuyang during the Republic of China era. It should be more useful than a branch."
I smiled and opened the Live Stream Room. This time, Black Rock TV immediately featured me on the homepage. In less than a minute, the viewer count exceeded six thousand.
I said, "Dear viewers, we are back at the apartment building at 144 Pinghu Street. Can we encounter that vengeful ghost from last time again today? Stay tuned."
After saying those few sentences, I actually received several jade pendants. I never expected to have a day in the spotlight.
I hung my phone around my neck and signaled to Tang Mingli to set off. Tang Mingli slung the three-foot-long Peachwood Sword over his shoulder, looking very heroic and handsome. I'm sure the Live Stream Room was already flooded with fangirls.
I thought to myself, "Don't just flood the screen, make sure to donate more to me."
We entered the steel gate, and a cold, chilling wind blew against us, making me shiver.
This time, Tang Mingli took the lead, standing in front of me, seemingly protecting me.
We looked around the first floor and didn't see any ghosts, then went to the fourth room on the third floor, the one where An Shibing had lived.
Upon entering, we were hit by a strong smell of decay.
"What's so smelly?" Tang Mingli covered his nose and mouth. The room still had furniture from those years, but everything was already rotten and in bad shape.
He looked around, pulled open the wardrobe with a loud bang, and a strong odor of decay hit us. Even with a mask, I almost vomited.
I held my breath and stepped forward, discovering that inside the wardrobe were all kinds of corpses of snakes, insects, rats, and ants. Some had been dead for a long time and were rotted to skins, while others were freshly dead and still fresh.
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