I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 772 - 442: Triple Spirits (Final)_3

Chapter 772 -442: Triple Spirits (Final)_3

The ambulance, with its lights flashing but without sounding its siren, quickly made its way to the hospital.

Two one-star Exorcists entered the bedroom and examined the bodies of Zhou Wenfei and Gu Dekang. After confirming there was no Possession, they notified the mortuary to come in.

Soon, safety officers began cleaning up the scene.

Yan Junze and Ma Jing walked out of the room and stood in the yard, looking up at a starless night sky.

“I think this case can already be classified as an A-level event, right?” Ma Jing suddenly spoke.

After she spoke, her gaze turned to Yan Junze, obviously seeking his opinion.

Because only Yan Junze, who had personally experienced it, had the biggest say.

Yan Junze nodded slightly, “Yes, it’s close to an A-level event.”

“Was the strangeness directly eliminated by you, or…” Ma Jing couldn’t help but ask.

“Directly eliminated, but there wasn’t just one strangeness,” Yan Junze said.

“No wonder…” Ma Jing looked thoughtful as she gazed at him, “If Mr. Yan is available tomorrow, you can come to the squad’s office building and write the report there.”

Yan Junze turned to look at her, a smile appearing on his face: “That’s one of the reasons I don’t want to be an official Exorcist, having to write a report after dealing with a case.”

He paused and then said, “I’ll come to the office tomorrow morning and dictate it to you, and you can do the writing.”

Ma Jing was at a loss whether to laugh or cry but nodded in agreement.

“Oh, and I need your help to find someone,” said Yan Junze as if he’d just remembered something, “He’s an old friend of my dad’s who used to live in Aries District. His name is Zheng Bo. He lived in Aries City District twenty years ago, then moved away, probably in his early sixties now.”

Ma Jing was stunned for a moment, “Is that all the information? It’s a bit hard to find with so little information.”

Yan Junze paused, feigning recollection, “Hmm, he married a petite bourgeoisie in Aries District, and later inherited a fortune.”

“Twenty years ago? That narrows it down quite a bit; I’ll ask a friend from the Security Bureau to check it out tomorrow morning,” Ma Jing nodded.

After leaving Qingtian Alley, the business car of the Aries Exorcist squad brought him to a designated hotel. Ma Jing said goodbye to him in the car and didn’t get out. It seemed she wasn’t going home but instead was rushing off to work overtime through the night.

After agreeing on a time to meet the next day, the car departed.

Yan Junze entered the hotel, announced his name, and the front desk immediately gave him a room card that had been reserved in advance.

After taking a bath in the room and returning to the bed, Zhuang Wenxian, Zhuang Wenjing, and Zhuang Wenhui, with their stooped figures, were standing in a row waiting for him.

The three sisters had deliberately reined in their strange magnetic fields, but their entire bodies still exuded an intense Yin Energy, commonly referred to by the populace.

Yan Junze was taken aback for a moment, drying his hair with a towel, he spoke, “I’ve asked someone to look for Zheng Bo’s whereabouts to see if there’s a response by tomorrow. Don’t be anxious; you’ve waited so many years, believe that what’s coming will come, whether it’s money or retribution.”

The three sisters silently watched him, without any reaction.

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Leaning against the headboard, Yan Junze didn’t immediately go to sleep, but picked up his phone to search online, seeking any news reports about the three sisters from before.

After all, it was an incident from twenty years ago; if the three sisters were dealt with as a missing persons case, it wouldn’t necessarily be possible to find relevant information online.

After searching for a while, as expected, there were no results.

At this moment, Yan Junze turned his head and saw that the three sisters were no longer standing in their original positions. Zhuang Wenxian was sitting in a chair, with her back to him.

Zhuang Wenjing had squeezed her body into the small cabinet below the TV, completely unfit for a person. The cabinet door was left open just enough to stretch an arm out, as if to facilitate reaching for food.

Zhuang Wenhui, meanwhile, had hidden herself in the wardrobe not far from the bed, curled up without making a sound.

Upon seeing this scene, Yan Junze sighed and found himself unable to sleep.