Chapter 69

Because of the distance, Jamie and the detective returned to the manor first.

At this time, Jamie, who put Billy in the car, didn't notice that as he approached, sounds began to appear in the manor.

And before that, it seemed like there was no one around.

"Dad?"

Ella pushed Jamie's father, Edward, and appeared in the living room, "Jamie, what's wrong? Who is this detective?"

"Dad, this is the trouble I've provoked. Now I need your help to explain the matter regarding Mary Shaw's nursery rhyme."

Detective Warwick greeted him awkwardly.

Ella smiled and nodded slightly.

Jamie briefly explained the situation.

Hearing this, Edward sighed, "Well, the nursery rhyme and rumors about Mary Shaw are all true."

Warwick immediately frowned, "Sir, can you elaborate? This might be a copycat murder case using the reputation of the dead."

"No, Detective, this is all true."

"Decades ago, Ravens Fall was still a prosperous town. Everyone pooled money to build a theater, right in the heart of Death Lake."

"We hired a ventriloquist master named Mary Shaw. Her skills were extraordinary; she could speak with a dual voice line, truly making the fake look real. Everything was fine back then, until an accident occurred. It was a public performance, and a boy pointed out at her performance that she had opened her mouth. You know what this means for a ventriloquist. Fortunately, Mary Shaw used her unique skill of dual voice lines to save the performance."

When saying this, no one noticed that there was something strange about Edward's throat, and Ella beside him hadn't spoken from beginning to end.

"Afterwards, just a few weeks later, the boy went missing. The boy's wealthy family dealt with Mary Shaw when there was only one suspect..."

Jamie said with difficulty, "You guys, used lynching?"

Warwick beside him was shocked. He pressed tightly against the wall. It was too terrible; he felt he was involved in some kind of conspiracy—families, townspeople, lynching, group crime, and so on...

No one cared about him. Edward continued to narrate, "Yes, but it wasn't just us, but everyone in the town."

"Everyone made her scream, then cut out her tongue as punishment and venting. But in the end, according to her will, with the remaining mercy, we buried her together with her dummy."

"Since then, the curse has begun. Everyone involved in that incident died one after another, their tongues disappeared, and they were arranged like a family portrait. Even their descendants followed in their footsteps."

"And our family is even a major member of it. That boy was your great-uncle."

"This is the reason I didn't let you come home, Jamie." Edward looked at Jamie with pity.

Jamie opened his mouth, somewhat unable to speak.

"But, but..."

He still couldn't accept all of this. If it was really like this, then it was Mary Shaw taking revenge because of his ancestors. What is this? What should I do?

"No buts, what he said is all true. However, there is one more thing hidden."

A calm voice rang out, and Louis's figure flashed from the doorway.

"Louis?" Jamie was surprised.

How could this child appear here?

Louis didn't look at him, but looked at Ella, a sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't remember the boy's name; after all, it was a detail. He only remembered the general idea, but the boy's corpse seemed to still be lying over at the theater, which was killed by Mary Shaw.

Back then, the townspeople didn't kill her wrong at all!

"That boy back then was killed by you! Old thing, aren't you coming out yet?"

After saying that.

He reached out and blew a breath.

A willow leaf shot out like a sharp sword, hitting Ella straight on.

At such a close distance, Ella couldn't dodge in time.

The willow leaf actually stuck into her brow, and bright red blood flowed out instantly.

But unexpectedly, Mary Shaw didn't appear. There was only Ella's scream, as if it had only hit an ordinary person. However, even so, Ella still pushed Edward, not letting go.

"Ahhh!!!"

Looking at the screaming Ella, Jamie and Detective Warwick were somewhat at a loss.

This youth in front of them actually used a leaf to do the work of a flying knife, and what was the concealment he just mentioned?

Seeing Louis hurt someone, out of police duty, Warwick wanted to draw his gun, but was held tightly by Jamie. He felt something was wrong; this youth was wrong, and Ella, this stepmother... could there be a problem?

Wait!

Dad is still on Ella's side!

Jamie looked anxiously, but a gust of wind blew past him. He saw Louis had already rushed over, flying and kicking violently.

At the same time, a slender dagger was spat out from his mouth, stabbing toward Ella's head with lightning speed.

Puchi!

At the critical moment, Ella's head actually bent backward and fell down. The angle was so large that it was simply not something a human could do!

It was like... something spliced together.

This dodge avoided the dagger, but the sharp dagger still shaved off a layer of the protrusion on her chest.

Splat!

A piece of flesh fell, and blood gushed out, wetting the floor. Louis flashed over, holding the dagger and launching attacks one after another.

"Ahhhhh!! My perfect dummy!"

"Kid, you're looking for death!"

A shrill, hollow, layered voice echoed in the hall.

The next moment.

A figure with a pale, ferocious, and twisted face, and sharp, long, pitch-black fingernails, suddenly manifested and pounced out from the curtain on the side behind Louis.

The big mouth stretched constantly, and from the pitch-black hole, an organ shaped like a tongue, as thick as an arm and composed of countless sticky, torn-off tongues, pounced and wrapped around his face.

In the blink of an eye, it arrived behind Louis, wanting to pounce on his face.

In this situation, a normal person would definitely scream!

Boom!!

Three invisible flames burned fiercely on Louis's shoulders and top of his head, and a layer of pale golden light covered his whole body.

Clang!!!

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

Like a wild boar hitting a steel cage, the flames singed the long hair.

"Ahhh!!" "Ah!!!"

Two different screams rang out.

One was Mary Shaw's scream of being burned, and the other was Detective Warwick, who was scared by Mary Shaw suddenly appearing from his side.

Jamie beside Warwick was anxious, "Don't scream!!"

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Mary Shaw's speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, she retreated to the curtain, her face suddenly pounced to Warwick's side, and she grabbed his tongue. Puchi!

Blood dripped, and a tongue was split in two.

Just as Warwick was about to lose his life, golden light shone, and a willow leaf shaped like a knife stabbed straight into Mary Shaw's body from behind her heart.

In an instant.

Whoosh!!!

Thick black mist permeated from the wound, suppressing the light on the Willow Leaf Golden Blade. Then, without waiting for Louis to throw the golden blade again, Mary Shaw looked at Louis viciously, and her whole body virtualized and left instantly through the window.

Mary Shaw was only separated from the outside by a wall. No matter how fast Louis was, it was too late to use the Willow Leaf Golden Blade again.

But it didn't matter; Louis knew where she would go.

She had nowhere to escape.

Rotating the slender dagger, Louis turned his gaze to Ella, who was already lying on the ground motionless, and Edward, who hadn't made a sound from beginning to end.

(End of chapter)