Chapter 208 Entangled Chains

The traffic police came, and the police came too. After all, a kidnapping case had occurred. Although the plot was ridiculous and nonsensical, so much so that even Stephen Chow's movies wouldn't dare use such a plot for fear of being criticized by the audience for insulting their intelligence and being devoid of logic, it had genuinely happened.

Perhaps when the news initially spread on Weibo and Tieba, many people would have dismissed it with a "picture to start, the rest made up,"

but when the truth was revealed, it was enough to shock a large group of people.

Coincidentally, the "guard" who had given Zhou Ze a political education lesson last night also appeared here, looking like a police team leader, assigning tasks.

He seemed to be called Zhang Yanfeng; Zhou Ze remembered him a little.

Indeed, a police officer with such righteousness couldn't possibly be just a small-time guard.

He also saw Zhou Ze, then frowned deeply and walked over.

Zhou Ze had just finished giving a simple statement. In reality, the case was already very clear. The police had obtained footage of the suspect and identified him. What remained was simply the work of casting the net and making the arrest.

"We meet again." Zhang Yanfeng reached out and gently patted Zhou Ze on the shoulder.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly. He had a phobia of germs and was averse to being touched by people he wasn't familiar with.

So, when Officer Zhang took his hand away, Zhou Ze made a point of patting the area of his shoulder.

"............" Officer Zhang.

"I'll say it again, I don't make drugs." Zhou Ze repeated, feeling somewhat helpless.

There really wasn't any illegal or disciplinary activity going on in his bookstore. Zhou Ze was also a lazy person. He would absolutely rely on the police to resolve things. He had no interest in being an onlooker or playing at extralegal justice.

He believed that the people's police were absolutely fair and served the people. Moreover, with the convening of the 19th National Congress, the atmosphere and regulations for police officers were constantly being improved and advanced, making them a strong force and guarantee for the construction of socialism with Chinese characteristics!

"Whether you do or not, we will continue to investigate." Officer Zhang said.

"But I quite like the environment of the detention center." Zhou Ze said.

Officer Zhang was taken aback, then said, "Am I to take that as a provocation?"

"No, it's like how many artsy youths say that going to Xizang can cleanse their souls. I think going to a detention center can also calm my restless heart."

"Heh." Officer Zhang gave a forced smile.

Zhou Ze shrugged. There was no way he could say that the police station's detention center seemed to have a ghost, and he could catch it for them for free, right?

"I have your business card. I'll contact you to chat in a while. I hope to chat in the detention center." Zhou Ze said.

"You're most welcome."

Zhou Ze had Lao Dao call another taxi. Regardless, they had to go back first. He was a bit tired and wanted to go back to the bookstore to sleep and rest.

However, traffic was a bit congested here because of the incident, so the three of them had to walk a distance before they could get a taxi.

While walking, the bookstore owner yawned. Just then, a "clatter" sound rang out in his ears.

Zhou Ze's whole body suddenly froze. He stopped all movement and just listened intently.

"Clatter... clatter..."

Yes,

it was the sound of that anklet dragging on the ground.

Very close,

very close,

right beside him!

It came out?

It followed him out of the station?

And it was doing so in broad daylight!

Was it being this disrespectful and brazen?

However, just like last night, Zhou Ze still only heard the sound but didn't see any physical form. This feeling made Zhou Ze very uncomfortable and unaccustomed to it.

Human fear comes from the unknown. This invisible, only-imaginable thing is the most torturous. It's like how the scariest scenes in horror movies aren't when the ghost jumps out to fight you, but the stage before the ghost appears when the main characters are walking around in a gloomy environment with oppressive music.

"Stop."

Zhou Ze reached out, signaling Lao Dao and Xu Qinglang to stop.

Lao Dao looked at Zhou Ze with some confusion, as did Xu Qinglang.

Even Zhou Ze couldn't see that thing, let alone the two of them.

When Zhou Ze stopped,

the sound of the chain suddenly disappeared, as if it had gone far away.

But deep down, Zhou Ze could imagine that a guy with an anklet had just passed by him.

Where was he going?

What was he going to do?

What kind of existence was a wandering soul that could still be active in a place like the police station?

Zhou Ze no longer had the mindset of catching a big fish, but began to worry about whether this thing would cause any damage to society and whether it would harm the innocent.

Just like the little loli couldn't retreat when facing the ghost samurai at the hot spring resort, this was his duty. The Underworld might not care about the killings and extra income of you low-level ghost messengers, but once your main job wasn't done well, the Underworld had special means of punishment.

Looking around, Zhou Ze noticed a proctology hospital across the street.

Well, out of an instinctive feeling, places like hospitals and schools always seemed prone to hauntings. Zhou Ze subconsciously walked toward the hospital entrance.

This hospital wasn't big, just a building; it was considered a small specialized hospital.

Walking to the entrance of the hospital, Zhou Ze sat down on the steps.

"Block me." Zhou Ze said to Lao Dao and Xu Qinglang beside him.

The two nodded. Although they didn't know what Zhou Ze was planning to do, they still chose to cooperate.

Zhou Ze's right fingernail grew out, and strands of black gas began to surround it. Then, Zhou Ze touched the nail to the tiles on the ground, and the black gas merged into the ground.

But this time, no black footprints appeared on the ground. Zhou Ze used to use this trick with great success. He couldn't play the primordial spirit thing like the little loli,

Biu,

and disappear,

Biu,

and then come back.

But he also had his own methods of catching ghosts, but what was surprising was that this ghost was not only invisible to him, but also didn't leave footprints.

What… what is this thing?

Zhou Ze stood up. He walked down the steps. Now the problem was at an impasse. How could he solve it if he couldn't even find the thing?

However, at this moment, the "clatter" sound rang out again.

Zhou Ze took a deep breath and clenched his fists. He was angry, really angry. The other party was provoking and teasing him. It was completely disregarding him, the ghost messenger!

Even if a village official is small, he's still a cadre, right?

Bookstore owner Zhou even had the impulse to become paralyzed again for half a month and go on a rampage to catch this show-off.

But Zhou Ze was worried that even if he turned into a zombie, he would still gain nothing from that thing, which would mean that he wouldn't be able to do anything for the next half a month.

"Clatter... clatter..."

The sound was still ringing.

Zhou Ze closed his eyes and began to listen quietly.

On the left, the sound on the left was clearer!

Opening his eyes, the left was the location of the hospital building entrance. Zhou Ze directly pushed past Lao Dao and Xu Qinglang in front of him and rushed inside.

"Clatter... clatter... clatter...!!!"

As if deliberately teasing Zhou Ze, when Zhou Ze started running in that direction, the sound of the chain became more urgent again, and the frequency became faster and faster, as if that guy was also running in front of him.

Lao Dao and Xu Qinglang could only run after Zhou Ze. Although they didn't know what Zhou Ze was chasing, they just followed him.

In fact, Zhou Ze didn't understand what he was chasing either.

He even began to suspect whether he was chasing a ghost?

If it was a ghost, how could he not see it?

Could it be some kind of mountain spirit?

It used a special illusion, so he couldn't see it?

But it was wearing shackles?

With his previous experience facing that monkey, Zhou Ze had always maintained an extremely cautious attitude towards the existence of spirits and monsters. In any case, bookstore owner Zhou wouldn't be so stupid as to rush up and fight like last time.

The sound continued to be urgent,

constantly echoing in Zhou Ze's ears,

Zhou Ze... Zhou Ze...

Zhou Ze couldn't run anymore.

Damn Xu Le's body, his physical fitness was so poor!

Little did he know, who was it that ate so little and lay on the sofa reading the newspaper and drinking coffee all day long, and at other times, was too lazy to take even a step out of the bookstore?

While running, he entered a dead end, which was a wall. On the left side of the wall, there was a toilet.

Zhou Ze slowly slowed down his pace,

similarly,

the sound of the chain friction also slowed down. The other party should have also run to a dead end, slowing down and thinking about where to go.

Zhou Ze opened his arms and pounced forward. This action looked like a fool pretending to hug a girl, but it was the best method Zhou Ze could choose now.

There was no feeling at all, nothing. Zhou Ze turned into the toilet.

The hospital's toilet environment was still good. There were people responsible for cleaning it, and the tiles on the ground had just been mopped.

There were three squatting stalls in this small toilet. Zhou Ze went over and opened the doors one by one, and waved his hands inside, but there was still nothing.

Damn it,

where did that thing run off to!

Zhou Ze walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, rinsed his face, and began to pant heavily.

"Damn, boss... you ran so fast just to go to the toilet?"

Lao Dao also ran to the entrance of the toilet at this time, panting heavily with his hands on his hips.

Then, Lao Dao also took out half a pack of tissues and handed it to Zhou Ze: "Do you need any?"

Zhou Ze didn't answer and continued to rinse his face.

"Then I'll use the restroom first."

Lao Dao first touched his crotch, took out a talisman, stuck it on the mirror of the sink, then walked to the urinal, unbuttoned his belt, and began to relieve himself.

No one knew where he got the habit of hiding talismans in his crotch. According to Xu Qinglang's teasing, Lao Dao had encountered a female ghost who almost sucked his yang energy when he used to go to brothels, and this crotch-hiding talisman was the last line of defense, just in case.

Zhou Ze wiped the water droplets off his face with his clothes and walked to the entrance of the bathroom to wait for Lao Dao to finish using the restroom and come out.

"What's wrong?" Xu Qinglang asked standing at the door.

"I don't know..."

Zhou Ze looked at the toilet again while answering,

because the distance from the mirror of the sink had increased,

his reflection in the mirror was also shrunk, but reflected more comprehensively,

the next moment,

Zhou Ze was stunned,

in the mirror where Lao Dao's talisman was stuck,

he clearly saw,

at his feet,

a rusty chain wrapped around his legs,

very long,

very thick...