I really didn't get rid of the spirit in Tokyo. Scroll 157. The iron pestle was ground into a needle. "Hey, boy, this is the end of going against me, Uchimura Ryuo... It's really cheap for you to die in a spring dream."

Uchimura Ryuu, who was walking in the back, looked at Sousuke Araki, who was sleeping soundly.

"let's start."

He was going to see with his own eyes that Sosuke Araki was hollowed out and burned, and then loaded up the "goods" and left.

After all, he was a "spirit remover" who could see through his invisibility. He had to make sure that the grass was cut and the roots were removed, so that he could feel at ease.

"The surging waves, what did they swept past my feet..."

At this moment, Sousuke Araki's cell phone rang again.

The soulful singing, in the abandoned building, seemed so eerie and eerie, making everyone shudder.

"I obviously even disassembled the battery!"

Hearing the nightmarish cell phone ringing, Gong Lin-jun's face gradually became manic.

As if in response to his words, the phone picked up by itself again and switched to hands-free.

"Hey, I'm Miss Lina, now... at your downstairs gate."

After saying that, the phone hangs up.

Hearing this on the phone, several people looked at each other.

Gong Lin walked quickly to the window, and probed towards the gate downstairs.

The gate is empty, and there is nothing but a white van.

"Forget about that phone call, and hurry up and 'unload' the goods."

Uchimura Ryusheng only felt a numbness in his back and urged.

"OK."

The men in white coats worked together to lift Sousuke Araki, who was undressed, into a bathtub full of ice cubes.

They are usually used to "unloading" in the bathtub. The temperature of the ice water can keep the "sacrifice" delicious to the greatest extent. At the same time, the blood can also be drained down the drain pipe into the river not far away, so as to avoid getting everywhere.

"In the calm, only the dusk passes quietly..."

At this moment, the hateful cell phone rang again by itself.

"Hello? I'm Miss Lina, and I'm on the second floor of your building now."

On the other end of the phone, a low female voice said emotionlessly.

Facing such a strange scene, the air in the room instantly froze.

"Boss, let's go down and see who is pretending to be a ghost."

Gong Linjun and another man looked at each other, took out a pistol from his arms with a fierce expression, and went downstairs vigilantly.

"Why are you standing still, go ahead."

Hesitantly watching the two disappear at the entrance of the stairs, Uchimura Ryuo turned around and urged the men in white coats.

Several men came back to their senses, and began to pick tools from the toolbox on the side, preparing to prepare low-temperature containers for "sacrifices".

"The light burst into bloom, and fireworks came into view..."

A minute later, the phone rang again.

"Hello? I'm Miss Lina, and I'm on the third floor of your building now."

The few men who were already gesturing at Sousuke Araki with scalpels immediately looked like they had seen a ghost.

The more and more frequent phone calls and strange words made Uchimura Ryuo panic.

Unlike Gong Lin-kun and the others, as a "divine envoy", he naturally knows that in addition to "organizations", there are many supernatural beings in this world.

Could it be that it is really so unlucky that this factory has unloaded too many "goods", resulting in "resentful spirits"?

He couldn't help thinking of the crematorium downstairs and the ashes buried in the back mountain.

"Hey, Gong Lin, have you found anything?"

Because the phone was turned off, Uchimura Ryuuji, who regretted letting the two go downstairs, could only shout at the stairs.

At the silent staircase, only his own voice echoed, and there was no one else.

"Go ahead, I'll go down and have a look."

After saying those words, Uchimura Ryuuji disappeared into the air.

In the abandoned factory, a quiet needle can be heard.

Uchimura Ryuu cautiously walked down the stairs.

All the way to the outside of the building, he didn't see the two figures of Gong Lin-kun who went down to check the situation.

"These two guys ran away in fright?"

At this moment, he heard several gunshots in the woods not far away, followed by the screams of the two.

Running quickly following the voice, Uchimura Ryusheng saw from a distance that Gong Lin-kun and a man were lying in the middle of the woods more than 300 meters away from the building, motionless.

When he got close and saw the situation of the two of them clearly, his feet trembled with fright.

The two people who were alive five minutes ago are no longer breathing.

Two pistols and pieces of clothing scattered randomly on the ground.

More than that, the two people whose clothes were missing, their bodies were like mummified corpses, with their dry and cracked skin clinging to the bones, as if all the water in their bodies had evaporated.

The two rolled their eyes in horror and opened their mouths with sunken cheeks, like dried salted fish, as if they were still wailing because of the extreme pain at the last moment.

The strangest thing is that the words between the two of them's legs are still standing upright with their heads held high.

Even though... the iron pestle has been ground into a needle.

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The fourth floor of the abandoned factory.

"continue."

After Uchimura Ryuo left, several men in white coats helped Sousuke Araki, holding a scalpel, ready to incise his chest and abdomen horizontally and vertically in the middle.

Because there are too many internal organs to be taken at one time, it is faster to cut them directly with a cross.

At this moment, the screams and gunshots of Gong Linjun and the two spread from the forest to the fourth floor.

"What's wrong?"

The two men who were about to cut the knife shivered with fright, and the scalpel fell to the ground.

"It must be summer that is not over yet..."

"Hello? I'm Miss Lina, I'm on the 4th floor of your building~lightnovelpub.net~ in a silent room, the woman's low and emotionless voice echoes.

Several people looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

They are now on the fourth floor.

"It's a **** broken phone."

A man who had just picked up the scalpel seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. He stepped forward to pick up Sousuke Araki's mobile phone and smashed it **** the ground.

The old phone seemed to be of very good quality, with no scratches left on the screen.

"Go down and have a look."

Several men got up vigilantly, each took out a pistol, and walked cautiously towards the stairs.

The empty stairway is empty.

"Untie the ambiguous heart knot and connect it tightly..."

The phone ringing like a life-threatening spell rang again.

The man in the white coat picked up the cell phone with no battery installed, pressed the answer button, and roared impatiently, "Who the **** are you, you're acting like a ghost, believe it or not, I'll cut you open and dry it into a mummified corpse."

He didn't fool around, this is indeed one of his personal hobbies.

"Hello, I'm Miss Lina, and I'm... behind you now."

Hearing this on the phone, the man turned his head back suddenly in fright.

Behind him, there is nothing.

Not right.

He lowered his head...

A dilapidated inflatable doll, dirty all over, stained with dark red blood, and somewhat leaking, sat motionless in the corner of the front wall for some time.

It looks like the simple facial features drawn with a marker pen, watching a few people quietly.

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