Purifier

The emergency room was filled with dense air, and the vital signs of the students were weak. The heart monitor showed that their heartbeat did not exceed 50 beats per minute, and their blood pressure had dropped to 70/50.

Mo Ling lightly raised the hand of a student, and the dean standing next to him just wanted to stop it, but Lu Zhenbang gave him a wink, meaning that your hospital can't even find out the cause of the disease, so don't hinder the police. Just do what you should do.

"There are dark spots at the root of the nails, the meridians of the arms are prominent, the blood flow is extremely slow, and the Yin Qi is too heavy. He is poisoned." Mo Ling put down the student's hand and said to Lu Zhenbang.

The dean immediately retorted: "We just checked the blood of all the patients, and there is no toxin in their bodies."

"The poison I'm talking about is not an ordinary poison." Mo Ling walked slowly towards the dean, reached out and flicked a hair from his white coat, and said in an ambiguous tone next to his ear: "It's evil poison, colorless. Tasteless, shapeless, just a miasma, understand? Atheist."

"You're superstitious..." The dean was about to write a long speech to criticize this pretentious nonsense, but was interrupted by a doctor who rushed over in a panic.

The doctor was out of breath in anxiety: "Hospital, the dean... One is missing, one student is missing! The number of people counted at the school was 21, and now there are only 20!"

"What! Are you confused! Who is responsible for the registration? Send someone to investigate immediately!" The dean was so frightened that his face turned green, and the chief of the public security bureau was still nearby, so it's okay to make such a low-level mistake.

The doctor was probably new here, and the young man couldn't bear the pressure, so he stumbled and ran out all the way.

Lu Zhenbang didn't look at him, but calmly stood behind Mo Ling.

Mo Ling turned around and said to him: "Don't let any patient go. Director Lu should send the police to look for it. You know what the consequences will be."

"Don't worry, it's Mu Jue. I let him go. I think he should go back to school and continue his classes. Children, you shouldn't get involved in this kind of thing." Lu Zhenbang whispered in Mo Ling's ears so small that only they said two audible voices.

Neither of them intends to tell the director that the hospital has a lot of human and financial resources, so let them find them. How can making money be as easy as sitting and selling high-priced medicines or standing and collecting red envelopes.

After checking the students, Mo Ling walked out of the emergency room and said to the dean: "I want to go and see the chef, please ask the medical staff not to come in for the time being."

The dean said: "The chef was a bit grumpy. When he came, he said that the school didn't report him a work-related injury and he died in the hospital. One of our nurses was bitten by him. You should be careful."

"Oh? So powerful?" Mo Ling moved his palm, and his joints creaked.

Lu Zhenbang said: "The police station has already sent someone to guard outside. Dean, you should be busy finding the lost patient. I will take him there."

The two came to the ward where the chef was, the door was closed tightly, and screams came from inside, while two tall and mighty policemen stood straight outside the door, unaffected at all. Military salute, one of them said: "Director Lu, according to your instructions, no one has been allowed to enter or leave this ward."

Across the door, Mo Ling could already feel the powerful spiritual power surging inside. Looking in through the window on the door, he could see a fat man with a fierce face tied to the head of the bed with his hands tied, his left hand wrapped in gauze, and his eyes closed. Flashing green light, the body twisted restlessly.

Mo Ling clenched his fists, his gaze was like a torch.

"Is this the mastermind?" Lu Zhenbang asked.

Mo Ling replied, "Probably, it's a hundred times stronger than the 20 students in the emergency room."

Lu Zhenbang opened the door and stepped in first, followed by Mo Ling.

The chef suddenly turned his head to look at them, and with a sudden effort, he broke free from the bondage, his body rose into the air, his mouth opened to show his sharp teeth, and he rushed towards Lu Zhenbang.

"Dad! Be careful!" Mo Ling pulled Lu Zhenbang back and pulled him hard, and then sent him forward to block the front with his body. He raised his right hand and summoned a red eagle, aiming at the chef's heart with a shot. Due to the critical situation, he This shot was very powerful, and the strong impact directly bounced the chef back to the hospital bed. The severely injured spirit body was powerless to do any more mischief, and lay on the bed panting.

Mo Ling immediately turned around and pressed the hands of the two policemen who raised their guns, and said, "Don't shoot, he is still alive, let me handle it."

Seeing that Lu Zhenbang was fine, he helped him back out and said, "Dad, next time something like this happens, let me go ahead."

Lu Zhenbang smiled and patted Mo Ling's arm and said, "I know you still recognize me as your father, and you still stand in front of danger for me. You are a dutiful son."

"I think you are getting in the way with your old bones walking in front." Mo Ling pulled a stiff smile from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Director Lu, please wait outside for a while, I want to discuss the cafeteria menu with the chef."

"Go, child, pay attention to safety, don't always be aggressive." Lu Zhenbang helped Mo Ling straighten his collar, watched his ward lock the door, and stood outside with two policemen.

Mo Ling pulled the curtain over the glass window on the door and walked slowly towards the chef.

"Who are you!" The chef looked at Mo Ling angrily with his green eyes open, and his voice had become hoarse. He propped up his body and tried to get off the bed. The skin of a plant.

Mo Ling conjured up four talismans and pasted them on the four corners of the bed respectively. The chef was suppressed by the spiritual power of the talismans and could no longer move on the bed.

"No evil spirit has ever been able to persist after being hit in the heart by me. What kind of tricks do you want to play? What is the purpose? Tell me, and I will see if I can help you."

Mo Ling walked over, stretched out his index finger and middle finger to press the chef's eyebrows, closed his eyes to feel quietly, opened them after a while, and asked, "Are you sad? Is it because Principal Wang didn't report your work injury?"

"Hehe, I'm bah!" The chef sneered, "That kind of scum deserves to be the principal!"

"Huh?" Mo Ling just said casually, because the chef has been possessed and will not have his own will, so it is impossible for the chef's hatred for the principal to cause this case.However, what he didn't expect was that he really grasped the point. It seems that no matter what kind of ghost is possessing the chef, he must have a grudge against the principal.

But there is still one thing that he doesn't understand: "Where is your body hidden? What grievances do you have with the principal?"

Mo Ling is sure that the body of the evil spirit is not in the chef's body. Although he has a strong evil spirit, it is not a complete spirit body, and this evil spirit comes from the evil spirit of those 20 students. They are all suppressed by a powerful force. Take control.

"I don't know, I don't know anything." The chef looked at the ceiling and smiled evilly. "You don't mind your own business, you can't. They are all going to die, and the one surnamed Wang will be buried with him!"

It seems this guy is stubborn.

If you can't find the body, you can't get rid of the evil spirits. It's like a surgeon can't find the affected area, so he can't cut.

Mo Ling was helpless, walked out of the ward, and said to Lu Zhenbang: "Director Lu, please send someone to guard him. He can't touch the thing I pasted on the bedside. As long as outsiders don't tear it off, he can be trapped forever." .”

"En." Lu Zhenbang nodded and followed Mo Ling forward.

"It seems that even you can't figure it out. Who is going to play next? Lu Yun? Mu Tianyi?" Lu Zhenbang put his hands behind his back and looked sideways at Mo Ling.

Mo Ling shook his head: "Master, he won't come out of the mountain. As for your son, hasn't he already drawn a clear line with the spirit master?"

"That's it..." Lu Zhenbang stopped, "Just let them die on their own. The hospital will cure them if they are cured well, and there is nothing they can do if they can't. Everyone has tried their best, haven't they?"

Mo Ling chuckled, and said: "That's right, isn't a human life worth 40 yuan? But, thanks to you, I don't think any of them will die. Some bureau-level cadres gave them golden fingers, and they decided to It can turn bad luck into good luck."

"I'm joking, if you have no choice, I'll come forward and invite Mu Tianyi." Lu Zhenbang said with a serious expression.

Mo Ling waved his hand at him: "Don't bother the director, I'll go, but if you are willing to use your BMW X6 to take me there, I don't mind."

Lu Zhenbang replied with a standard smile from a superior to a subordinate, and said, "I'm going to a meeting in the city now, and Master Laomo will be in charge of this matter. I'm waiting for your good news."

Cut, evil bureaucracy, hypocritical old fox!Mo Ling cursed in his heart as he quickly left the hospital.

The lives of 20 students are hanging by a thread. Mo Ling has never been so panicked inside. For the first time, he felt helpless when he was helpless. Mu Jue would sometimes help him in supernatural cases, but he was reluctant to let a minor take risks, so he tried to do it alone as much as possible. He believed that he would be able to complete the task well even without helpers.

But he was wrong, people's abilities are always limited, and the world is so big, the Yang world is full of unknown dangers, and the Yin world is even more unbelievable.

He walked out of the hospital and saw Principal Wang being interviewed by an "internal reporter". The man said confidently to the camera: "The sanitation of our school's cafeteria meets the standards, and all dishes have been tested to confirm that there is no problem. As for why the students Falling ill, I want to say, this is a miracle! Believe it or not, I believe it anyway!"

It really is a scumbag.

Mo Ling took out the check given by Principal Wang, looked at it regretfully for a few seconds, then tore it up and threw it into the trash can, and secretly deactivated the spiritual power of the amulet sold to him.

This kind of person should be trained by ghosts!

Holding ill-gotten wealth in his hands was not a good feeling. After tearing up the check, Mo Ling felt relieved and drove towards Mu Tian's family.