SEC Chapter 131 A Good Child's Ghost Marriage!
Chapter 131 A Good Child's Ghost Marriage!
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at the same time.
The highest command center of Bureau 749, thousands of miles away.
On the huge electronic screen, action cameras are playing high-definition first-person perspective footage in real time.
When that scene was clearly displayed on the screen.
The entire command center fell into a deathly silence!
You could hear a pin drop!
Everyone was staring intently at the screen, their chests heaving violently, and all that could be heard were heavy, suppressed breaths!
"This...this is..."
Professor Li, a folklore expert with white hair!
He pointed at the little girls in red wedding dresses on the screen, his body trembling uncontrollably.
His lips trembled, and his eyes were filled with terror and anger.
"It's...it's a ghost marriage!"
"It's for a ghost bride to be paired with in a ghost marriage!"
That's all!
The command center erupted in chaos!
A ghost marriage?!
"Fuck them! These bastards!"
"To arrange a ghost marriage between a living person... a living child?!"
"You beast! You beast!!!"
The shouts and curses rose and fell!
A young analyst, his eyes bloodshot, slammed his fist hard on the hard control panel!
A loud "bang" was heard!
These elites from Bureau 749, who were used to all sorts of bizarre events and the dark side of human nature, completely broke down at this moment!
They couldn't even imagine what kind of heartless and insane beast it was!
Only someone with such inhumanity could commit such a heinous act!
"Calm down, everyone!"
Zhu Feng slammed his fist on the table and roared in anger!
His eyes were also bloodshot, but he forced himself to remain absolutely rational.
He immediately picked up the communicator and quickly gave the order:
"Comrade Zhang Fan! Calm down! You must calm down!"
"I know you want to kill someone right now! But you must restrain yourself!"
"Evidence! We've captured the most crucial evidence! But it's not enough!"
"We must capture footage of Feng Jing and Wei Sheng personally participating in the transaction!"
"We must catch them red-handed!"
"Only in this way can we uproot the entire chain of interests behind them!"
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Inside the underground grotto.
Beneath the mask, Zhang Fan's teeth were already bleeding from biting them!
That overwhelming killing intent surged wildly in his chest, almost bursting through the top of his head!
Zhu Feng's voice brought him back to his senses.
He took a deep breath.
Take another breath.
His chest heaved violently twice before he managed to suppress the rage that threatened to consume everything.
"good!"
Wei Shan, standing to the side, was completely unaware of Zhang Fan's emotional fluctuations.
He thought Zhang Fan was stunned by the "grand occasion" before him.
He rubbed his hands together, his face beaming with an incredibly fawning and boastful smile.
Pointing to the children in the cages, he introduced them as if they were his own treasures:
"Immortal Master, look! These are all top-quality goods, carefully selected!"
"I guarantee my background is spotless, absolutely clean!"
"Look at this child, only seven years old, with skin as soft as tofu!"
"And that one, with really big eyes, it's like they can talk when they're awake!"
The way he looked didn't seem like he was introducing people; it was more like he was introducing livestock that could be picked at will!
Zhang Fan ignored his nagging.
His gaze slowly swept over the cold iron cages.
Suddenly, his gaze froze.
In a cage in a corner, he saw a familiar figure.
It was the little girl who had been holding a tattered rag doll and giving him an innocent smile in the front yard of the Good Child Hall during the day.
At this moment, she too had fallen into a coma, her small body curled up in the cold corner of the iron cage.
Even in her coma, her little hands still clung tightly to the rag doll, as if it were her only support in the world.
Zhang Fan's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty.
He slowly raised his hand and pointed to that corner.
"she!"
There is only one word.
Cold, hoarse, devoid of any emotion.
"Excellent! Immortal Master, you have excellent taste!"
Upon seeing this, Wei Shan immediately understood and smiled knowingly.
"This is 'new stock' that was just delivered this afternoon!"
"It hasn't been processed yet, it's definitely original!"
"It couldn't be cleaner!"
As he spoke, he trotted over to the iron cage and skillfully unlocked it.
Then, he picked it up like a kitten or puppy!
Without any pity, they took the still unconscious little girl out of the cage and handed her to Zhang Fan.
"Master, look how beautiful she is!"
However, he was greeted with a low chuckle from deep in his throat.
"Heh...hehehe..."
Zhang Fan smiled.
The demon mask on his face, combined with his laughter, made him look somewhat terrifying.
He reached out and, with a deft touch, took the unconscious little girl from Wei Shan's hands.
The girl's body was very light; when you held her in your arms, you could hardly feel her weight.
Zhang Fan could feel her faint heartbeat and breathing, which could stop at any moment.
Beneath the mask, his eyes were cold.
"This thing... looks pretty good."
Zhang Fan said in a hoarse voice.
His fingers traced across the girl's cold face as he checked her physical condition.
"However, just looking isn't enough."
He raised his head, his eyes behind the mask staring straight at Wei Shan.
"I wonder if there's a quiet room available!"
"Let me... properly 'inspect the goods'?"
He deliberately emphasized the words "inspect the goods," making them suggestive.
"I understand! I understand! I understand perfectly!"
Upon hearing this, Wei Shan immediately understood.
His smile grew increasingly fawning.
In his view, this immortal master was already impatient. This was a good opportunity for him to make a name for himself.
"Immortal Master, rest assured! I have already prepared everything for you!"
Wei Shan straightened his chest and said,
"I know this charity hall very well!"
"I guarantee I'll find you the most secluded, safest place where you'll absolutely not be disturbed by anyone!"
"lead the way!"
Zhang Fan's voice betrayed his impatience.
"Yes, yes, yes! This way, please, Immortal Master!"
Wei Shan bowed and scraped, then immediately turned around and led Zhang Fan back the way they came.
The two passed through the underground passage again.
Zhang Fan carried the girl, his steps steady.
Wei Shan, who was walking ahead, was lost in his daydream, his steps light and quick.
Soon, they were back in the backyard on the ground.
Instead of taking Zhang Fan to the guest rooms in the front yard, Wei Shan led him to a secluded hut in the back yard.
This little hut looks like a storage room.
The area was overgrown with weeds and had no path, so it was clear that no one usually went near it.
Wei Shan pushed open the wooden door, and a musty smell wafted out.
"Immortal Master, this is the place!"
He stepped aside and introduced:
"This used to be a storage room; it's been abandoned for a long time!"
"No one else would come here but me!"
"Look!"
He went inside and lit the oil lamp on the wall.
Under the light, the interior of the small house was very clean.
A bed was placed in the center, with a table and chairs around it, indicating that it had been arranged.
"This place is absolutely private!"
"I guarantee that no matter what you're doing in there, no one outside will hear a sound!"
Wei Shan said with a smile.