Chapter 8, The Murderer

The overweight individual clumsily grasped the handle of the vacuum cleaner to chase after that pale blue ghostly object. It was only after I regained my composure that I realized the buzzing sound in my ears was not tinnitus, but rather the noise emitted by the vacuum cleaner.

Later, I sternly questioned the fat man about why he had harmed me in that way. He replied with a sense of justification: "That entrance was only so big, and you and Sister Wan were blocking me. I had no way to fire the gun. Then I suddenly thought of finding a gap below to extend the barrel out... You know, Sister Wan doesn't have a good temper. If I had pointed the submachine gun at her crotch... Hehe..." You know, Sister Wan doesn't have a good temper. If I had pointed the submachine gun at her crotch... Hehe...

Then I heard that fat man curse something, let go of his hands, kicked me to the ground, and then jumped over me while stepping on my back

Fortunately, the fat man had already realized something was wrong and stopped shooting. Seeing me hunched down to the ground, he exerted himself to pull out the gun. However, at that moment, my entire body was tense with pain, and my legs were tightly pressed together. Despite the fat man pulling with all his strength, he was unable to extract the submachine gun from my crotch.

I did not dare to be negligent, and I opened fire as well. It was at that moment that I finally saw the true appearance of that ghastly thing: it could hardly be called a human. To put it simply, it resembled a large bat shirt hanging on a clothes rack, with a shape beneath it akin to the shorts worn by a basketball player. And in the place where this "monster" had its head (as I have already mentioned, it cannot truly be called a human, but for the sake of conventional description, I must put it this way to facilitate understanding), there was something resembling a Peking opera facial mask.

At that moment, my only thought was that it was all over, and soon I found myself behaving just like the owner of this room. However, before I could finish my thought, I felt something harden in my groin. I didn't even have time to look down; as my eyes shifted downward, I happened to see the barrel of a Type 56 submachine gun protruding from my pants.

I quickly aimed at the head of that ghostly thing and fired, but unfortunately, it was floating in mid-air, swaying left and right, making it completely unstable. This time, I deliberately aimed to hit, yet I ended up missing every shot.

Su Wan shot him a glare and said irritably, "Stop shouting, we all saw it." She glanced at me and asked, "Old Hua, what do you think that thing is?" Given the unreliability of the fat guy, the policewoman always seeks my opinion on any matter, making me feel as if I am her personal advisor

Just when we were at a loss, that woman fell silently, crashing heavily onto the floor, producing a dull thud. In that instant, we finally saw that pale blue shadow again, tightly pressed against the woman's back

Skeleton Warriors, Cold-Blooded Zombies, Soul-Destroying Ghosts, and the Vampire King are among the seven major species of the Undead in the Demon Realm, and now four of them have already appeared

There were no screams of unexpected horror, no blood splattering in brutality, no rolling and tumbling struggle... Nothing happened at all; the woman seemed to feel nothing, standing there as if she were merely a faint blue shadow, perhaps just a figment of my imagination

I noticed a detail and pointed at the teacup on the coffee table, saying: "We arrived a step too late; it seems this family has just been murdered." There was still a cup of tea on the coffee table, with wisps of steam rising from it, clearly indicating that the people here were still alive not long ago

"That's not right," Su Wan said seriously, "Someone is missing from this."

I thought the fat guy had lost his mind, wondering if he was truly uncultured or just pretending to be so. You can't even touch a tiger's butt; are you just messing around with this damn thing's rear end?

It is said that the ghostly entity suddenly flew towards the window. The fat man, seemingly afraid it would slip away through the window, hurriedly stretched out his arm with all his might. This time, the force and aim were just right, and he poked it squarely in the rear.

The overweight man suspiciously asked, "Could it be poisoning?" The family's security door was locked from the inside, and all the windows were securely fastened, showing no signs of an outsider's entry. The only explanation for the current situation seemed to be the possibility of the overweight man being poisoned.

There is an old saying: "When the King of Hell calls for you at midnight, who will keep you until dawn"

At that moment, I took a closer look and almost burst out laughing. To my surprise, the fat man was holding a long handle of a vacuum cleaner, but the nozzle at the front of the handle was nowhere to be found

Su Wan shouted while loading bullets, "That guy is injured, shoot it in the head!"

I awkwardly glanced at Su Wan and the chubby guy, the latter wearing a lewd grin that made me want to slap him. Su Wan didn't say anything, but she shot me a fierce glare.

I understand that this woman suspects we killed her family. Upon reflection, it is not surprising that she thought that way at the time. Anyone in her position, faced with such a scene, would likely think the same. Her family members were sprawled on the ground, and several strangers were aiming various firearms at her.

Su Wan crouched down to check the breathing of the old lady and the boy, then looked up at us and said, "They are both dead." The situation was so strange that many steps were simplified; we didn't even dare to reach out and check if the deceased still had a pulse.

Although I was in excruciating pain, the situation at this moment was even more critical. Gritting my teeth, I went to the battlefield and saw the fat man, as if he were a deity descending from the heavens, casually waving his hand to send a large kitchen knife flying. Without even looking to see if the knife had hit its target, he rolled over to the corner like a big fat cat, casually picked up an object about one meter long, and went to poke that ghostly thing in the rear.

This little accident made me feel somewhat embarrassed, thinking to myself that this was not intentional on my part. Why are you all showing me such sour faces? As if someone owes you eight hundred dollars.

"Not good! Quick, retreat!" Before Su Wan could finish her words, the four of us turned around together, wanting to escape this damned ghostly place. Little did we know, before we could even turn around completely, a gust of cold wind blew in, and the security door behind us was slammed shut by the draft in the corridor with a loud "bang".

I couldn't help but curse the unreliable fat man in my heart. Although I had long known that this guy was unreliable, I never expected him to be this unreliable. As I watched our efforts about to come to naught, I feared that the devilish thing would soon retaliate.

But what exactly caused the sudden deaths of this family of three? We exchanged glances, feeling somewhat bewildered. The beautiful anchor turned to flee the room, but upon seeing that none of us moved, she hesitated to run out alone, forcing herself to stand there without crouching. I simply said, "Don't be afraid..." and she immediately buried herself in my arms, biting her lip hard to keep from crying. I only said, "Don't be afraid..." and she immediately buried herself in my arms, biting her lip hard to keep from crying

I quickly changed the subject and said, "It seems that this family encountered an accident together, resulting in their deaths within a very short period of time"

Just as the moment arrived, Su Wan rolled over and dashed forward, swiftly grabbing the power supply and plugging the power cord into the socket by the window.

Su Wan took the lead and walked out. I turned back to glance at the male host lying on the ground, and my mind wandered to the corpses on the distant rooftop. Suddenly, an ominous premonition surged within me. I couldn't quite pinpoint what was wrong, but the feeling was as if someone had choked me by the throat, leaving me in a state of oppression.

The four of us remained vigilant as we arrived outside the door of Unit 401. After the stout man opened the door, Su Wan glanced inside and, with a pale face, said: "The people in this house are all dead."

That was entirely a subconscious action. By the time I realized that the bullets from the submachine gun were flying out almost right by the tip of my nose, it was already too late; the momentum of bending down still pulled my head down. In that moment, I was almost driven to madness. Had I braved all the storms to come here, only to be accidentally shot and killed by a comrade?

This ghostly entity was semi-transparent, and through its body, I could even vaguely see the quartz clock hanging on the wall. On its mask-like head (at that time, we did not know whether that mask-like thing was indeed the head of the monster from https://mhetushucom.com), there was a long, sharp spike, which was also a pale blue. We clearly saw the monster pull the spike out from the back of the woman's head, an indescribably eerie and disgusting sight. On its mask-like head (at that time, we did not know whether that mask-like thing was indeed the head of the monster from https://mhetushucom.com), there was a long, sharp spike, which was also a pale blue. We clearly saw the monster pull the spike out from the back of the woman's head, an indescribably eerie and disgusting sight

As I was still trying to find a way to resolve the chaos before me, an unbelievable scene unfolded right in front of my eyes. Sometimes I wonder, if it weren't for the woman who ran out from the bedroom at that moment, our makeshift rescue team might have faced total annihilation.

That ghostly figure suddenly floated up from the woman's back. It didn't rise very high before it lunged towards us. Su Wan's marksmanship was exceptional, and given the close distance, she fired two shots, creating two cup-sized holes in the ghostly figure. I only had a handgun, and after firing a few shots, the figure had four additional holes in it, yet it seemed to show no reaction, continuing to float there.

The fat man muttered, "Let’s just go, after all, we are all dead; what difference does it make whether we die early or just now?"

I was still racking my brain on how to persuade that woman to abandon her hostility towards us when suddenly I saw a pale blue shadow rise with a "whoosh" from the old man's corpse. Yet, we had not noticed at all where this pale blue shadow was hiding beforehand

When we eagerly opened the door, the scene that greeted us was such that the frustration of the four amateur rescuers was entirely understandable

Upon first hearing her words, I thought she was acquainted with this family, much like Xiao Nana knows Dr. Zhao. However, upon closer inspection, I noticed something amiss and couldn't help but ask: "Indeed! Where is the mother? Where is this little boy's mother?" There is no doubt that this is a family... with a grandfather, a grandmother, a father, and a son...! Yet, there is no trace of the little boy's mother's body here!

It seems that drawing inferences from one instance to another is not always a good thing, as I nearly scared myself with my own thoughts

The fat man asked anxiously, "Did you see it? Did you see it? Did you..."

No matter how much we shouted and screamed, that woman still retreated all the way to beneath the shadow. We stood at the door, watching clearly as that pale blue shadow flashed down and pounced onto the woman

I was just about to cheer when I suddenly noticed that the vacuum cleaner in the fat man's hands had gone silent. Upon closer inspection, I realized that he had yanked the power plug out with too much force.

The stout man nodded and said, "We currently do not have a coroner, so we cannot continue to investigate the cause of death. Alternatively, the situation here may simply be an accident. Look, these people are all fine and have not been infected by the virus; they are not zongzi."

In Room 202, a family of three, consisting of a couple and their child, died under mysterious circumstances. Ironically, we found not a single trace of injury on their bodies.

However, I know that I am definitely not seeing things, and I can also tell that something is wrong. That woman was originally stepping backward step by step, but the moment the shadow pounced on her, she became rigid and did not move. The faint blue shadow also seemed to have disappeared, and I could no longer see it

The bedroom door opened silently, and a woman in her thirties stepped out. Upon seeing us, she was stunned, and then she noticed her son lying motionless on the ground. Clearly, she could not comprehend what had happened, staring at us as if she had seen a devil, retreating step by step while screaming.

Fortunately, it turns out that my nonsense theory still holds true; that light blue ghost indeed fears the vacuum cleaner

That pale blue shadow is akin to a person with broken legs floating in mid-air; its speed is so swift that before I could clearly see its form, it drifted and lunged toward the woman who was continuously retreating.

However, the proposal made by the overweight individual was quickly dismissed by Su Wan, who stated emphatically: "It is impossible that they were poisoned. If it were food poisoning, the deceased's skin would exhibit a bluish-black color. If it were poisoning from a specific gas, the deceased's skin would show obvious signs of redness... Look at this family; they appear very much alive, with rosy complexions and bright eyes. Aside from their somewhat strange expressions, it is impossible to tell that they are already dead." She used a mop to prod the body and said: "Based on the analysis of livor mortis and the degree of rigor mortis, the time of death cannot be too long ago; it should generally be last night."

Su Wan raised her voice and shouted, "Is anyone home? Is anyone alive?" As soon as her words fell, we heard the sound of footsteps coming from the bedroom inside. We quickly raised our guns, feeling anxious and uncertain about what kind of monster might emerge.

Su Wan said loudly, "Don't be afraid, we are here to save you!" The woman did not listen and continued to retreat

I don't know... what kind of joke is this? That thing looks like a ghost; how could I possibly recognize it? But as soon as I think of this, a cold sweat breaks out all over me. Damn it, could this be the legendary ghost? I have a significant talent, which is my ability to draw inferences from one example to another, and this is what has allowed me to persist in online literary creation... Just the thought that the thing in front of me might be a ghost immediately brings to mind the corpses on the rooftops of the deceased, all the moisture drained from those bodies. Who has such great power? I have a significant talent, which is my ability to draw inferences from one example to another, and this is what has allowed me to persist in online literary creation... Just the thought that the thing in front of me might be a ghost immediately brings to mind the corpses on the rooftops of the deceased, all the moisture drained from those bodies. Who has such great power? Could it actually be the vampire king?

Heaven knows, I only said using a fan or a vacuum cleaner to deal with ghosts to make Su Wan happy, but who would have thought there are indeed bold practitioners!

This is a typical locked-room murder case, where the scene is a confined space with no possibility of outsiders entering or exiting, yet someone has inexplicably died within this enclosed area... Such a scenario easily evokes memories of those bizarre cases depicted in television dramas

The fat man was already so angry that he started cursing. Su Wan shouted, "Nana, go open the door, everyone else cover her!" Before the words had left her mouth, the shotgun in his hand fired, the tremendous noise resonating shockingly in the enclosed room, making my eardrums buzz.

Su Wan said, "We should hurry and leave; the people here no longer need our assistance." Before the fat man and I could respond, the beautiful anchor hiding in my arms quickly nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes, we should hurry and leave; it's terrifying here."

At that time, I still did not understand what was happening when the fat man opened fire. A burst of bullets whistled out, and in just a few moments, it riddled that monstrous creature with holes. I was just about to cheer when a shell ejected from the submachine gun struck me painfully in the groin, causing me to scream in agony and nearly faint, my whole body hunched over.

Strangely enough, after the fat man poked that ghostly thing, it actually began to float upwards, seemingly wary of the stick in the fat man's hand. Ordinary residential buildings are not very tall, with a typical clearance of about 2.6 meters. After laying down some flooring and hanging a ceiling, the actual height of the room is around 2.3 to 2.4 meters. Although the fat man is half a head shorter than me, he can still reach about 2 meters when he stretches out his hand, and with that stick, he can easily touch the ceiling. After the ghostly thing let out a couple of 'squeaks,' it started to fly around the room in a frenzy. The fat man, holding the stick, appeared quite leisurely; if one did not look closely, they might think it was just a chubby kid from a nearby lotus pond trying to catch butterflies.

I tilted my head to look over... I have seen too many corpses, so I feel somewhat numb. I saw a finely crafted coffee table in the living room, and on the sofa behind it sat a silver-haired old man slouched to one side. Beside him sat a man who was not yet forty. Looking down, I noticed that not far from the entrance, on the floor, lay an elderly woman who appeared to be about the same age as the old man, cradling a seven or eight-year-old boy in her arms.

Due to the angle, we all sensed that something was wrong, and even Xiao Nana shouted, "Danger, come here quickly! Danger! Come here quickly!"

This process may seem lengthy when described, but the actual time that elapsed was only about four to five seconds. As soon as I finished firing the bullets from my handgun, that ghastly creature lunged at me with a scream

The vacuum cleaner in the hands of the stout man, named "Weng," suddenly made a sound again. That pale blue ghostly object let out a few "squeaks" before being sucked into the cloth bag at the back of the vacuum cleaner.