Chapter 908

Boom!!

The glass shattered, and the building collapsed halfway.

Chen Yong, seized by the neck, stared in shock at the disordered small building before him.

Slanted, the blue sign hanging before the building swayed, about to fall.

This is the only * bureau in the county seat.

As the violent organ representing state power in the entire county seat, Lin An's exaggerated action seemed utterly crazy to him.

Having flown all the way here, upon reaching his destination he directly charged inside.

Passersby along the way simply thought they were hallucinating.

"Ge-ge"

His teeth chattering, as a law-abiding citizen Chen Yong never imagined that his first entry into this place would be in this manner.

"You... what do you want to do..."

He looked up at Lin An in terror, though he roughly guessed what Lin An intended, such a brutal method was somewhat beyond his imagination.

Without a word, Lin An merely used his mental power to swiftly scan the entire small building, searching for his target.

At the same time, numerous startled and angry staff members rushed out with guns.

Looking at the instigator Lin An, many people still hadn't realized what had happened, and instinctively drew their guns and shouted:

"Hands on heads!"

"Get down!"

Having never seen such a scene, if there were no casualties on site, this mysterious person who suddenly 'broke into' the bureau unarmed would likely have already started firing warning shots.

Records department, switchboard center...

Within 0.1 second, Lin An's probing mental power, inch by inch, found what he needed and instantly withdrew.

Seeing the staff huddled together, cautiously approaching him, he merely casually expanded his mental power again, knocking everyone present unconscious.

Time was pressing; he really had no spare breath for idle talk.

As for the triggered alarm and whether reinforcements would arrive later, he didn't care.

Switchboard hall.

"Just who are you!!"

His mind a muddle, the middle-aged man in blue workwear looked somewhat panicked as Lin An appeared before him like a ghost.

Things happened so fast he didn't even have time to glance outside to see what the 'explosion' sound was about.

Mentally locked on, Lin An stared expressionlessly at the middle-aged man and spoke calmly:

"From yesterday afternoon 4 p. m. until this morning, who was on duty here?"

Among the three present, there were two men and one woman.

He needed the person involved.

After a moment, the three people in the hall did not answer his question, merely staring at him with full vigilance; the one in the farthest corner even habitually shouted at him.

"Do you know what you're doing!!"

"Just who are you..."

Before his words even finished, Lin An slightly furrowed his brow.

He knew that ordinary people encountering such a thing would always chatter on.

If it weren't to conserve spiritual energy, using his recovery skill himself would have been the most convenient.

He shook his head.

A mild fear effect spread out, instantly enveloping the three people present.

"It's me.."

His face turned deathly pale, as if fished out of sweat.

The staff member whom Lin An questioned first answered in a dazed manner.

Under the dual impact of mental illusion and fear, they barely managed to answer whatever was asked.

"At 12:07 a. m. last night, I received a call from the Yinzi Lane residential complex; the caller was a woman... she begged us to rush to her rescue."

"At first we thought it was a home invasion or the like, but as we listened to her speak, she grew increasingly strange..."

Half a minute later, Lin An listened to the operator's account without changing expression, then pressed play on the call recording from that time for comparison.

"Beep"

The red light indicating playback came on, and the operator beside him couldn't help but shiver, as if recalling that night's eeriness.

"Hello, this is the Yingcheng switchboard; how may I help you?"

"Zi-zi"

"Hello? Are you there?"

On the other end of the line, the operator heard the static hissing and asked doubtfully.

In the dead of night, there are always bored people who like to make random calls.

A few seconds later.

A woman's voice full of fear sobbed:

"No, I'm here! Save me... snivel... save me, you must come rescue me.."

Out of professional duty, although the crying sounded somewhat grating, the operator still instinctively began to ask.

"Hello? What happened? Miss, what's your address?"

After a brief pause, the woman's voice continued:

"I'm in Building 3, Unit 303 of Yinzi Lane! Hurry up and come! If you don't come soon, I'll die!"

I'm so scared, I'm really so scared..

Dead? May I ask what threat you encountered? Is it a home invasion or are you feeling unwell somewhere?

Please calm down first; we'll send someone over to check right away..

No.. not! I think I touched something dirty. I also don't know why it sought me out.. I'm really scared...

It's getting closer and closer to me.

Ma'am? Are you under too much pressure, having hallucinations? Would you like to rest a bit and calm down?

Who is it? Is it a person?

On the other end of the phone, the operator soothed the caller helplessly, thinking they'd run into another lunatic.

The next second, the female voice sobbed and spoke softly:

No! No! I'm not crazy!

I really saw it... Since I came back from the countryside four days ago, I've been dreaming of her every night.

First it was a pair of shoes, then a woman!

Those shoes, I clearly left them at work, but they kept following me home!

Shoes? A woman?

Yes, that's a pair of embroidered shoes, very red shoes, with gold thread embroidered on them, like what women wore in ancient times.

When my boyfriend and I saw it in our hometown, we almost jumped in fright, and I placed it on my grandmother's bedside table.

After looking at them for a while, those shoes seemed like they could suck a person in...

Ma'am?

The operator, hearing the female voice suddenly fall into remembrance, couldn't help but interject a reminder.

Looks like they really are a lunatic.

You don't need to worry about the shoes for now; perhaps this kind of thing stimulated your nerves, or maybe you accidentally brought it back.

What do you mean by the woman you mentioned? Did someone enter your room?

Ah...

No, it's not a person, it's a ghost!

Since I saw those shoes at home, I got scared and threw them away. But that very night I threw them away, I saw a female ghost appear in my dream.

She was soaking wet, wearing a bright red bridal robe, head lowered, her black hair covering her face—I couldn't see her!

Then she drew near me, bit by bit!

Ma'am, what do you mean? She approached you in the dream?

Yes!

The woman suddenly screamed hoarsely in terror:

At first it was 10 meters! Then 5 meters! Finally 1 meter! I could almost smell the dampness on her body! Water dripped from her feet, her whole body like she'd been fished out of a well!

Just now, she suddenly came up to my face! I saw her! I saw the livor mortis on her face! She's already rotted dead from being soaked!

When I woke up, I saw those shoes facing my bed! She wants to climb up! She wants to kill me!

Ghost shoes facing the bed, ghost wants to get on the bed!

I heard the dripping sound! She's here! She's here!!!

Ma'am, calm down a bit... we'll now...

Zi-zi

The operator, full of doubt, casually soothed her; although he didn't really believe what the woman said, he had to admit her final hoarse cry was truly miserable.

Ma'am?

Zi-zi

I'm coming up.