Chapter 310: Midnight (2)

Translator: 549690339

She had already noticed that something was wrong. The fly had flown out from 17-4 miles away. She remembered what number two had said. At 17-4 miles away, miss Chu’s soul had disappeared without a trace.

The person who died was full of resentment. Her spirit must have found a place to hide.

17-4 There was no trace of miss Chu’s soul in it, and the photo frame she liked when she was alive wasn’t where she hid either. This fly was obviously strange, so there might be some connection between the two.

Thinking of this, she was not ready to kill the fly. Instead, she used her spiritual power and her hand was suddenly covered with a layer of frost. She caught the fly and wrapped it in cold air. Not long after, she froze the fly into a pile. She took out the box of toiletries under the sink, poured the things inside, and locked the frozen fly in.

The moment she activated her spiritual power, song qingxiao felt that the stench on her hands had reduced a lot. She brought it to her nose and sniffed it. The rotting smell that had mixed with the hand wash was only a light stench.

She took out a new set of uniform from the cabinet with her name tag and went into the bathroom to take a shower. Most of the dust and sweat were washed away, but the rancid smell could not be washed away.

Song qingxiao recalled the scene where she had circulated her spiritual force earlier. She had an idea. She entered the lounge and locked the door. Then, she began to circulate her spiritual force through her body.

In fact, she was using her spiritual power without any pattern. She was just acting on instinct. However, as the cold Qi moved through her meridians, song qingxiao could clearly feel the layer of stench covering her body getting rid of bit by bit.

And as the spirit power circulated, her spiritual sense that had been consumed a lot began to slowly recover.

She circulated her spirit energy three times through her meridians. The stench on her body had been completely eliminated, and she was in a much better state of mind than she had been after sleeping for a while.

This way, song qingxiao gave up on the idea of sleeping for a while to recover her mental power. Instead, she tirelessly circulated her spiritual power through her body.

The temperature in the lounge dropped again and again, and thin frost appeared on the tip of her brows. Her originally exhausted divine sense had recovered by more than half, and the spirit energy in her body, which was as thin as a thread, slowly increased a little after passing through her eight extraordinary meridians.

After an unknown period of time, song qingxiao was immersed in the feeling of cultivation. A buzzing sound of vibration woke her up from this wonderful state.

She guided the spiritual energy to gather in her dantian. When she opened her eyes, she was much more energetic than when she had just entered the task. historical

The amount of time she used her spiritual power was actually much better than the time she took to sleep.

The phone at the side was buzzing and vibrating. There was a layer of frost on it. She picked up the phone and looked at it. It was already two in the morning. The call was from a string of numbers. She took a look and recognized that the number belonged to Qin Heng, who she had called once!

At about seven or eight O ‘clock last night, she had called Qin Heng to inform him of his wife and child’s accident. At that time, Qin Heng had replied to her that he would immediately rush home. It seemed that he had already returned overnight.

However, the two of them were just strangers who had spoken on the phone once. Why was he not in a hurry to take care of his wife and child’s funeral? why was he calling her?

Since it was a mission, song qingxiao immediately answered the call.

Before she could open her mouth, Qin Heng had already cursed at the other end of the phone,”

“F * ck your Father, Son of a b * tch, you’ll die a horrible death!” When song qingxiao heard his scolding, a murderous look flashed in her eyes. She squeezed the phone in her hand hard, and the phone case cracked slightly. Qin Heng did not know that she had already made up her mind to kill him, but he still scolded,”

“Your dad is dead. Your mom died too early!”

Song qingxiao had talked to him earlier. He sounded cold and indifferent to the death of his pregnant wife, but not like now. He was crazy, as if something had happened and he was angry from embarrassment.

“Shut up!” Song qingxiao shouted in a low voice. Qin Heng became even angrier when he heard her reply. His voice suddenly raised by seven or eight degrees.

“You’d better shut up! What kind of pranks could it be? if you lie to me, Chu ke will die! Your whole family is dead!”

When song qingxiao heard this, she was stunned. The killing intent in her heart froze and turned into disbelief,”

“What did you just say?”

“Chu ke didn’t die! She called me! She said that she had only gone back to her parents ‘home! F * ck me ..” He was still cursing, as if he had nowhere to vent his anger from being teased.

However, the moment song qingxiao heard him say this, her hair stood on end. A large amount of cold sweat oozed out of her pores, making her shiver and curl up her toes.

She couldn’t hear Qin Heng’s angry curses anymore. Her heart jumped to her throat and fell heavily, making a loud ‘bang’ sound. It repeated again and again. The sound was so loud that it seemed to burst her chest.

At this time, song Qing’s small mind was only filled with Qin Heng’s angry scolding, “”Chu ke didn’t die! She gave me a call!”

“Chu ke didn’t die! She gave me a call..”

“Chu ke didn’t die ..”

Qin Heng’s tone was mixed with disappointment, gloominess, and the anger that he had nowhere to vent after being ‘teased’ by others.

If miss Chu really wasn’t dead, and she had informed him that both her mother and her son were dead, and he had rushed home only to find out that his wife and son were still alive, all of this could be a stranger’s ‘prank’. One could imagine how angry he would be.

But how could miss Chu not be dead?

Song qingxiao had goosebumps all over her body.

She thought of the stench in Room 17-4, the fly that was swaying unconsciously, and the deformed face that was pressed against the glass in the bathroom. She had once looked into that pair of eyes that had been squeezed out of the eye sockets.

She saw Captain Shen and the others perform the autopsy and saw them send miss Chu’s body to the autopsy table in the forensic room.

She took the young forensic intern’s notebook, which clearly stated the cause of miss Chu’s death. After the forensic doctor had dissected her, she had accompanied the corpse deliveryman to send miss Chu to the mortuary.

And now, Qin Heng was telling her that miss Chu was still alive?