Chapter 297: 295, Mark it
Over a hundred Evil Spirits could form a company according to military organization.
Du Wei really wanted to mark all the Evil Spirits in the entire school, but he was a bit hesitant to do so.
A hunter’s abilities don’t have so-called advancents; they are what they are.
Marking one Evil Spirit and marking a hundred present just a nuric difference.
Once you use the ability, all the Evil Spirits co out, regardless of the order.
Too many marks, and it becos a ticking ti bomb.
“Unless I go to Massas City again one day, I probably won’t need to balance hundreds of Evil Spirits; it’s too easy to lose control.”
Du Wei felt so regret. He still had unresolved curse issues and having more thods prepared would certainly be good.
At that mont,
in the distant torrential rain, suddenly two lights appeared.
An old-fashioned bus slowly approached.
As it passed through the curtain of rain, it emitted a chilling aura…
It was different from before.
Soon, the bus stopped at the school’s entrance platform.
The front door opened.
Du Wei glanced inside the bus; the driver’s seat was empty, and there were no Evil Spirit passengers or innocent bystanders in the back.
Although the school didn’t exist in reality, the bus ignored this rule; as long as it was raining, this place was just a stop for picking up and dropping off passengers for it.
Initially, Du Wei prepared two exit strategies for himself, and hitching a ride on the bus was one of them.
The other was the crack he saw earlier in the real door at the back of the passage.
He could never forget its location, so he could enter the passage, make a wish with the Joker Card to make the punching bag in the basent disappear, and then push the door to leave.
He wasn’t an Evil Spirit or sothing from the school, so as long as the door wasn’t truly opened, there was no possibility of him taking Evil Spirits out with him.
After getting into the bus,
there was the sound of the door closing with a creak.
Then, looking at the dim overhead light, Du Wei habitually glanced at the changes inside the bus; the second ti he got on the bus, he had made quite a ss and even set the Scarecrow on fire.
But now, all those traces had disappeared.
Du Wei habitually sat in the driver’s seat, watching the ti while thinking about the markings.
This bus was ant for Evil Spirits, not humans.
Humans could get on, but without enough power, getting off was basically death.
Because the pickup point was the sa for both humans and Evil Spirits, but the drop-off point is often a dangerous place.
But it must be said, the bus was very powerful.
Marilyn Manson’s sister, the nun who had pushed Du Wei to the edge, died under the bus’s rules.
This bus and the Horror House were on the sa level, but now it might be slightly inferior since the latter could move…
But if he could mark the bus, using it for escapes when facing danger, or bringing Evil Spirits onto the bus to find a way to kill them, would be a pretty good choice.
“Hmm… this bus should count as an Evil Spirit, so I can mark it…”
Du Wei’s eyes took on a strange look as his Evil Spirit Transformation right hand slowly reached for the steering wheel…
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anwhile, on the other side,
outside the museum in Scolyn City.
All had settled down.
“Officer Karl, we’ll leave the rest of the matter to your police force,”
said Harry, looking at Officer Karl across from him, with a sowhat embarrassed expression.
The other Exorcists also looked awkward.
After employing all their thods, they had failed to evacuate thirty visitors from the museum, and if the anomalies hadn’t suddenly disappeared a few hours ago, they might still be brainstorming for solutions.
Plainly put, Harry and the others felt they had failed to live up to Mr. Du Wei’s final instructions and trust before he left.
Officer Karl cleared his throat, looked at the four Exorcists, and said in a grave voice, “We will handle those visitors, and now that the incident is over, does that an Mr. Du Wei succeeded in closing the door?”
Harry nodded and said, “Yes, if he had not been successful, the anomalies would still be occurring.”
Officer Karl looked worried, “But can he co out alive from behind the door?”
Harry fell silent.
Homier, however, said with conviction, “He must still be alive.”
Du Wei’s rationality and composure both awed and intimidated Homier.
It wasn’t a matter of romantic feelings; rather, she truly believed that given Du Wei’s character, he wouldn’t embark on sothing he wasn’t certain of. Since he was successful, he must be able to co out alive.
Just then.
Suddenly, Harry’s phone rang.
Without thinking, he took out his phone and saw the caller ID showing it was Du Wei.
Harry pressed the answer button excitedly and heard a cold voice.
“This is Du Wei. The issues in Scolyn City should have been resolved by now, right?”
Harry quickly said, “Yes, Mr. Du Wei, are you safe now?”
The others, hearing this conversation, beca excited and moved closer to listen.
On the phone, Du Wei said in an extrely cold tone, “I am currently at the junction of Esselgreen and Yard City, that is, the farm we talked about earlier. You all can pull out now. Rember to call a truck to transport my car back to New York.”
Harry nodded earnestly, “Yes, Your Honor.”
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Elsewhere.
After hanging up the phone, Du Wei looked out over the vast wheat fields around him, his gaze lingering on a large patch that had been burnt.
The last ti he was here, his mories synchronized with the Evil Spirit, and he eliminated Mary Shaw, resulting in a large area of the surrounding wheat fields turning to ashes.
In the torrential rain, the ground ford a small stream. The ashes mixed with the rainwater, presenting a startling sight.
The ground was slightly muddy.
The current ti was 11:09 PM.
He had taken the bus, traveling only one stop, to arrive at this forsaken place.
Yet there had been a ti skip phenonon.
Du Wei, holding a new Black Umbrella, pondered for a mont before taking out his phone again to call Tom.
He needed soone to pick him up, and just the day before yesterday, Tom had said he was going to be on duty in Yard City.
The call was quickly connected.
Tom’s sowhat hurried breathing was followed by a surprised tone, “Hey, my good brother, why did you suddenly think to call so late?”
“I’m actually in Yard City now. Don’t tell you’re dealing with an Evil Spirit incident in New York again, lots of people died, and I need to handle it; I’m very busy right now…”
As Du Wei listened to the rapid breathing on the other end of the line, he frowned and said coldly, “Your voice doesn’t sound quite right. Are you in the Red Light District of Yard City?”
Tom, annoyed, retorted, “Why would you think that? Do I co across as soone who’s linked to the Red Light District? I’m on duty right now, so what’s up?”
Du Wei replied coldly, “I am currently at the junction of Yard City and Esselgreen. I need you to pick up.”
Tom was stunned, “Fuck! Where’s your car? And your tone is off too. Are you in so kind of trouble?”
Du Wei, frowning, inquired, “Is it off?”
Tom responded, “You sound very distant, just like how I feel about won every ti I co out of the Red Light District, completely uninterested.”
Du Wei touched his face, his eyes exceptionally cold…
“I see. Indeed, I have encountered so things. I am sorry for making you worry, my friend.”
This ti, his tone regained its usual calmness.
Tom said resignedly, “Fine, I’ll co to pick you up. Given the ti, do you want to take you out for a night of fun?”
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