Taboos in the Underworld: Starting from being paid a lot of money to beg for a child

The phone rang for a while and no one answered it, and I couldn't help but murmur in my mind.

As a criminal police officer, Officer Yang shouldn't be able to wake up even with a phone call, right?

I put down the phone and started to worry.

If something happens to Officer Yang again, it will be really difficult to handle.

The fact that the information was not sent to me was secondary. If Officer Yang had an accident, I would really not be able to overcome the hurdle in my heart.

He is a good man and a good policeman.

Thinking of this, I directly asked the taxi driver to turn around and go to the Public Security Bureau.

I don't know where he lives. The only place where he can be found is his workplace.

After getting out of the car, I walked straight towards the Public Security Bureau.

Most of the lights in the entire building were turned off, and even the doorman on duty was dozing off. I knocked on the window.

The person on duty was a man in his forties wearing a uniform. After I surprised him, he asked angrily:

"Are you okay? This is the Public Security Bureau, not your home."

"Oh, hehe, sorry to excuse you, is Officer Yang off duty? I have something urgent to call him, but no one answered his phone."

I said politely, with some murmurs in my heart, isn't your Public Security Bureau an institution that serves the society? I can't come yet?

"Officer Yang?"

The man said in confusion, looked at me again and said:

"Maybe he's sleeping, maybe he's working on a case. If there's no one to pick him up, you can call me later."

"Oh, then I want to report the crime." I didn't want to continue talking nonsense with this guard.

"Oh, report a crime? Register and then go to the duty office on the first floor. There are colleagues over there who are responsible for responding to the police."

After he finished speaking, he threw me a notebook.

I was secretly happy that he didn't ask me for my ID card. I took the notebook and made up a personal information, handed it to him and walked straight inside.

"Smelly beggar."

The man muttered something under his breath, took out his mobile phone and started playing.

Alas, they both work in the Public Security Bureau, so why is there such a big gap?

I muttered to myself as I walked towards the police reception desk on the first floor. The person on duty at the police reception desk was a female police officer who was quite enthusiastic.

She knew I was looking for Officer Yang, so she called Officer Yang's office for me.

"There is someone in their office. Just go up and ask. Turn right to the second room on the third floor."

The policewoman said to me patiently.

After thanking me, I went directly to the third floor. Only Officer Yang and his office had lights on on the entire floor.

After arriving at the door, Officer Yang's low roar came from inside.

The voice did not sound like an interrogation and reprimand, but a low growl of pain.

I quickly opened the door. There were only two people in the huge office. Officer Yang was sitting on the stool, his face was pale, and big beads of sweat were pouring out from his head.

A criminal policeman next to him kept wiping his sweat with a napkin, with a worried look on his face.

I have met this detective three times before. He is Officer Yang's subordinate and someone whom Officer Yang trusts.

I met him once in Artest's bar, once in a shopping mall, and once later in that unfinished building.

When Officer Yang handles matters related to me, he will be taken with me every time he goes to the police.

"Who are you?" the policeman asked doubtfully.

I walked straight to Officer Yang and said:

"We have met several times. Because you are looking for me now, I have changed my appearance. You should understand, right? First tell me why Officer Yang became like this."

The policeman was stunned for a moment, then his frown relaxed and he said:

"You're finally here. Captain Yang must have gotten into trouble with those things. Please help find out what's going on. He was still conscious before. I wanted to send him to the hospital. He said it was useless, so he stayed in the bureau waiting for you. Come. He said that the bureau is the place with the strongest sense of justice, and it is also a relatively safe place."

"Then why didn't he answer my call just now? Also, when did he get sick?"

I rolled Officer Yang's eyes and asked with a heavy expression.

The policeman thought for a while and said:

"After get off work in the afternoon, Captain Yang did not leave. He said that he had to sort out an important document. I also had some things to do, so I worked overtime here with Captain Yang. At about ten o'clock, Captain Yang received a call and went out. . But he came back within a few minutes, and he was very weak when he came back. He was sitting on a stool and breathing heavily. I asked him if he wanted to go to the hospital. He said no, he said you will come to help, so Just wait until now. As for the phone you mentioned, Officer Yang probably left it in the car."

I nodded and touched Officer Yang's hand. It was cold.

I tried to ask Officer Yang what happened again. Officer Yang's mouth moved. He could only blink and was speechless.

The policeman next to him explained:

"Captain Yang was speechless by twelve o'clock. If you don't come, I don't know how long he can last."

I hummed and took out a ghost-testing talisman from my bag. It was photographed on Officer Yang’s Tianling Gai.

If there is a ghost possessing this talisman, it will be bounced away directly.

But no, this talisman did not move at all on Officer Yang's head.

I wasn't possessed, but the cold warmth of Officer Yang's hands convinced me that the disease was related to ghosts.

Suddenly I remembered what happened to Yu Man before. Could it be that his soul was taken away?

I was startled by my own thoughts. It has been almost four hours since ten o'clock.

It would be troublesome if he was really dragged away from his soul, because there was no other soul occupying the space in Officer Yang's body.

If the living soul is not recovered within two hours, there will be another vegetative person in the world.

Thinking of this, I quickly stood up, took out the seven peach wood nails that Master Wang had given me before, and placed them all on Officer Yang to protect him.

This matter must be the fault of that great master.

Officer Yang went down and then returned, leaving the phone in the car.

The place of the accident must be in his car. If Officer Yang's soul is to be found, his car is the only place where traces can be left.

If Officer Yang had stronger willpower, his living soul would not be far away.

In fact, it stands to reason that if the adult's soul is pulled out, even if he cannot go back, it will follow the body.

Of course, it is normal for the souls of children and the elderly to run around easily, but Officer Yang is a middle-aged man and should not be without his own consciousness.

Moreover, he was able to walk to the office even after his soul was pulled out. This perseverance was worthy of his status as a detective.

The soul that was pulled back must be caused by ghosts, there is no such thing as a wooden sign possessing a soul.

Only humans can use such things, ghosts cannot take away a living soul by force.

If Officer Yang was pulled out of the car, the living soul should not have gone far. It must have been imprisoned in the car by the ghost.

I don’t think anyone would dare to take Officer Yang’s soul away directly from the Public Security Bureau.

"Where is Officer Yang's car? Take me there quickly." I quickly said to the policeman.

He nodded, looked at Officer Yang, grabbed the car keys on the table and said, "Follow me."

He took me to the parking lot behind the building, and I recognized Officer Yang’s car at a glance. I asked for the car keys and said:

"You go up and take care of Officer Dian Yang. I'll be up in a minute."

After the policeman left, I quickly walked to Officer Yang's car and pressed the unlock button.

Just as I was about to open the car door, Yu Bingqing’s voice sounded in my mind:

"Husband, there is a ghost inside, be careful."

I nodded and said:

"Well, I know, Sister Yu, a friend's soul should be inside, and I want to help him recover his soul. Time is running out, and I can't control that ghost for the time being."

I said, opening the car door and taking out a wooden sign.

There was a bang, and the car suddenly shook violently. Using the light on the door, I saw Officer Yang's soul sitting in the driver's seat.

A pair of pale and withered hands behind the seat pinched his soul's neck tightly.

Officer Yang kept struggling but couldn't break free.

I quickly took out the ghost-killing stick, turned around and opened the car door at the back. In my desperation, I didn’t dare to use the spell for fear of affecting Officer Yang’s soul.

But when I opened the car door, the ghost ran to the ghost of Officer Yang in front of me again.

That ghost also has a green face but without fangs, which is somewhat similar to Ma Long's one.

This thing is so cunning, it keeps pinching Officer Yang's soul's neck.

It was obvious that it didn't want him to leave, so as long as the time was delayed, its purpose would be achieved.

I was so anxious that I got into the back seat. The space in the car was so small that I couldn't move at all.

Before the ghost stick was raised, the ghost let go of Officer Yang and rushed towards me.

The distance was too close, and I had no time to dodge. Without hesitation, I raised the ghost-beating stick and hit it on the head of the ghost.

The ghost-beating stick fell on its head, and it shrank back with a start, and then rushed towards me with a ferocious face.

I turned over in the back seat, raised the stick and hit it hard again.

The stick didn't hit the ghost because the ghost didn't pounce directly.

Its face froze, obviously restrained by something.