Chapter 273: 273 Pregnant woman......catching ghosts?

273 Pregnant woman...... catching ghosts?

Tushan Jiu wore a white, laid-back outfit today, her hair pulled back with a big shark clip, and she had a lollipop in her mouth; at a glance she looked extremely gentle.

Because of her pregnancy, her belly was also very noticeable.

The amusement park's person in charge and a few managers had already signed a confidentiality agreement when notified to close the park.

So they stood outside the haunted house, somewhat at a loss.

When they saw Tushan Jiu, they initially thought she was a tourist who had wandered in by mistake.

At a glance they could tell she was a pregnant woman; if she were to be knocked into by whatever was inside, they couldn't bear that responsibility.

Thus, the amusement park's person in charge, a man in his forties, hurried forward to stop her.

"Hello, miss, today our park is not open for business; please return the way you came......" The person in charge glanced at her belly, thought for a moment, and said: "You'd better wait a moment; Xiao Lin will drive the sightseeing car over to take you out."

He thought that if no one followed her, she might easily get into trouble if she wandered off midway, so it was safer to send someone to watch her personally.

Tushan Jiu lowered her head to rummage in her pocket; she was carrying a phone pouch today.

She pulled out her ID from inside and flashed it: "Hello, I'm from the Nan Cheng Office; my colleagues are inside."

They were stunned, mouths agape, sizing up Tushan Jiu from head to toe.

Pregnant woman...... catching ghosts?

Amid their shock, Tushan Jiu suddenly furrowed her brow.

She tilted her head to look at the panting male student standing at the back of them.

Wow, what a fellow, is this a 'little black person'?

His yin energy is about to drown him.

Seeing her tilt her head to look at something, they followed her gaze.

They discovered she was looking at the person in charge of the haunted house, Lu Boyuan.

Their amusement park is the largest in Nan Cheng, so each zone has its own person in charge, equivalent to a team leader, who manages all affairs in that area.

Lu Boyuan has been the person in charge of this haunted house zone for the past six months.

The haunted house is a youth-oriented project, so its staff are also young.

Lu Boyuan is only twenty-seven this year; although he's young, he manages the haunted house very well.

Since he took over and renovated it, visitor numbers have doubled; many say it's very realistic and exciting, giving unanimous praise.

He has been on marriage leave lately; yesterday someone called him to hurry back.

After all, he's the person in charge of this area; he knows the situation inside better than anyone.

Lu Boyuan took a deep breath, easing his rapid breathing.

After receiving the call, he rushed here, got out of his car and ran over; along the way he tripped and almost lost his shoe.

"Leaders, what on earth is going on? I was fine when I left."

The senior leader here is surnamed Jiang, named Jiang Tu, the one who just spoke with Tushan Jiu.

He had his hands on his hips: "Perfect timing, you're here. Tell me, what's the deal with real corpses in your haunted house?"

Lu Boyuan widened his eyes: "Holy...... crap, Leader, what are you saying? Really? Corpses? Someone died?"

He was so frightened he almost swore, but managed to hold it back.

Seeing his reaction, it seemed he was also unaware; Jiang Tu let out a long sigh: "No one died; it's that your haunted house has several ghosts, and the props you custom-made are actually made from real corpses."

"What! Impossible! Those props were made by my father-in-law; how could......" Lu Boyuan, realizing he'd let slip, hurriedly shut his mouth.

Hearing that, Jiang Tu and the others all turned to look at him.

Lu Boyuan hurried to explain: "Those props are indeed made by my father-in-law, but I bought them at the normal price, with invoices to prove it; I guarantee I haven't embezzled a cent. Moreover, the workers at my father-in-law's factory are truly skilled; many haunted houses and escape rooms order props from them. So I figured, ordering from whoever is the same—lots of visitors have given unanimous praise, after all."

Jiang Tu and the others had seen them before, knowing Lu Boyuan wasn't lying; those props were indeed made very realistically.

But now it's a bit too realistic: not only are there real corpses inside, but ghosts are also tagging along.

Thus the main suspect now is Lu Boyuan's father-in-law.

Jiang Tu looked at Tushan Jiu, who had remained silent.

Lu Boyuan's heart felt like it was about to jump out; this matter is clearly related to his father-in-law—could he have just gotten married and already have a murderer for a father-in-law?

Wouldn't his future children be affected as well?

What should he do?

His wife is gorgeous; he adores her, having chased her for years and finally won her over—how did he end up in this mess!

He sees his father-in-law as honest, certainly not someone who would kill.

For a moment, Lu Boyuan didn't know what to do, pacing anxiously on the spot.

Actually, Tushan Jiu knew from the moment Lu Boyuan appeared that this had nothing to do with him.

His whole body's yin energy is the best proof.

As for his father-in-law...

Tushan Jiu crunched the lollipop, chewing it with a ga-ga sound.

He's just an unlucky bloke, targeted by a vicious ghost at his factory, made a scapegoat.

Just then, Xiang Yichu and the others came out together from inside; they were only minor spirits.

Just a few ghosts; they basically found and cleared them all within twenty minutes, then purified the yin energy inside, which is why it took so long.

After the three of them and a puppet came out, they seemed to sense something and all turned their heads toward Lu Boyuan in a swish.

Wang Dongqing and Mu Mu almost spoke at the same time: "I go/puppet go, where'd this little black person come from?"

Xiang Yichu also frowned at Lu Boyuan; they hadn't seen this person before they went in, so where did he come from?

Lu Boyuan was dazed by that shout; he looked down at himself—he was wearing white today, and besides, he's not dark-skinned—why are they calling him a little black person?

And is that puppet on the man's shoulder electric? How can it even talk!

Unbeknownst to him, there were also people like Jiang Tu present who shared the same doubt.

However, they had all signed confidentiality agreements, so they naturally knew some things shouldn't be asked.

Moreover, asking would also get no result.

Maomao withdrew gaze, walked over to Tushan Jiu's side, stood beside her, tilted head and asked: "How do you feel?"

Extremely comfortable.

These days have really messed her up.

Seeing her condition was fine, Maomao relaxed: "Wang Dongqing has already contacted the public security bureau; they'll be here shortly. Let's wait a moment and do the handover."

Tushan Jiu lifted her chin at Lu Bohan: "An evil ghost is causing trouble, refining blood and souls; it's currently in his father-in-law's factory."

Xiang Yichu, who had walked over, spoke up: "No wonder—I saw that those props had the corpses sealed inside during production, which is why they achieved such a 'seamless' effect, making it impossible to tell real from fake."

Mu Mu also chimed in: "Exactly, exactly, I just saw that too—the craftsmanship is practically better than my owner's; the naked eye can't see any stitch marks. Could it be that this ghost used to be a tailor?"

Tushan Jiu reached out and patted Mu Mu's head: "It's been a few months—your head's getting smarter and smarter."

She withdrew her hand, curled her lips into a smile: "Exactly, that evil ghost was indeed a tailor in life."

The skin he now wears is the one he sewed onto himself.