Here is a warehouse of a small logistics company in Dachang City.
However, it was bought by Zhao Kaiming so ti ago and turned into a private place.
And he lives here.
Today, Zhao Kaiming arrived here as usual on ti.
After walking around and making sure that no one had visited, he finally opened the warehouse door with the key.
The spacious and quiet warehouse had no stacked goods.
Zhao Kaiming turned on the lights, closed the warehouse door, and walked straight in.
The empty warehouse echoed with his clear footsteps. Leaning on a cane, he limped along, his face sowhat gloomy.
"I'm back," Zhao Kaiming said, as if telling his family of his arrival. "I ate out today, so I won't be eating at ho. Have you not eaten yet? I'll cook for you now."
He muttered to himself, and no one responded to his words in the empty warehouse, but everything seed so natural.
Zhao Kaiming ca to a corner of the warehouse, where many boxes were stacked.
After opening them, there were various fresh fruits, apples, cherries, cantaloupes, and so frozen steaks, fish, and other top-quality ingredients. The fruits looked imported, and the steaks and fish were of high value.
There were hundreds of boxes of these items.
"How about having pan-fried steak today? And we can't forget the fruits. Cherries are your favorite," Zhao Kaiming said with a smile as he skillfully cooked in the rudintary kitchen.
He seed very happy while cooking, as if imrsed in it, and anything outside had nothing to do with him.
It took more than an hour.
He made a total of twelve lunches.
The warehouse was filled with the enticing aroma of food. Looking at the crispy and tender steaks on the plates made one's mouth water.
However, after preparing the last portion of fruit, Zhao Kaiming's face instantly turned gloomy.
He didn't say a word, but instead walked to another cardboard box and took out paper money, incense, and other items.
He took a cart and slowly pushed these items into a separate room inside the warehouse.
There was a buzzing sound in the room, the sound of a motor running.
Inside, twelve exquisite and luxurious coffins were neatly arranged.
The coffins contained elderly people, middle-aged n, young won, and even children under ten years old.
Each person in the coffins had been professionally dressed up, looking clean and beautiful, with neat clothes and exquisite makeup. But no matter how carefully they were dressed, it couldn't hide the coldness and stiffness of the bodies.
"Daughter, it's ti to eat. Dad made pan-fried steak for you, and there are sweet cherries," Zhao Kaiming placed a lunch in front of the coffin of a cute girl under ten years old in a dress. He then removed the fish that had gone bad and cooled down from the day before.
The girl in the coffin was covered in a thin layer of frost and had been placed in the coffin for a long ti.
"Wife, I'm sorry. I didn't take care of our daughter, but don't worry, everything will be fine. I promise to do what I promised you. Our daughter will grow up healthy and beautiful. I'm almost there now. Don't worry, wait a little longer," Zhao Kaiming ca to the second coffin, touching the glass on the coffin.
Inside was a beautiful woman in her twenties, with her hands crossed on her stomach, as if she had fallen asleep.
"Have your al first, don't starve yourself. Take care of your health," Zhao Kaiming placed a lunch down and removed the bad dinner from the day before, then went to the third coffin.
At this point, he suddenly knelt down with a thud, crying like a child, "Mom, I'm sorry, I'm useless. I lied to you. Lili and Guoguo didn't not co back to celebrate your birthday with you. They can't co back, I killed them, and I killed you. Your son has grown up, why did everything turn out like this?"
"Mom, I didn't want this, but I couldn't do it. I wanted to commit suicide, but even if I die, it won't end. I can't turn back now."
He cried with his head down, tears streaming down his face, in unbearable pain.
After crying for a while, Zhao Kaiming wiped his tears and said, "Mom, don't worry, everything will be fine. Our family will be reunited. Stay here for now, and I'll take you away soon. We'll travel, shop abroad, and vacation by the sea..."Halfway through his words, Zhao Kaiming suddenly noticed that his dinner placed in front of the ice coffin had been nibbled on, as if a rat had stolen a few bites.
In an instant, his face twisted with fury as he stood up: "Which damned rat dared to steal my mother's dinner."
"Anyone who dares to disturb my family's belongings must die." Zhao Kaiming imdiately drew his pistol, chambered a round, and stord out of the room with a nacing air.
Soon, the quiet warehouse echoed with the sound of gunfire.
The noise lasted for nearly ten minutes.
A fat rat, bloodied and mangled, was brought before the ice coffin by him.
"Mom, you see, this is the culprit who stole your dinner. I've killed it now. You can rest easy, and I swear this will never happen again," Zhao Kaiming said with a smile.
After talking to the ice coffin for a while, he pushed the food cart to the other coffins.
Inside these coffins lay Zhao Kaiming's wife, daughter, parents, uncles... all his dearly beloved relatives.
After all this, he went to the spirit hall set up nearby, burned paper money, offered incense, and respectfully kowtowed three tis before twelve morial tablets.
"Give a little more ti; I won't let your deaths be in vain."
Zhao Kaiming declared loudly, "That Yang Jian, I'm determined to kill him. He absolutely cannot ruin my plans..."
Before he could finish,
A chilling presence suddenly filled the room.
Zhao Kaiming whirled around and roared, "What are you doing here? Is this a place for you, a ghostly thing, to enter? Get out!"
Behind him, there was no one, only a tightly closed door that had sohow opened, now ajar.
"I told you to get out, and you dare to co in?" Zhao Kaiming stood up abruptly, grabbed his gun, and fired repeatedly at the wall beside the door.
"Get out, get out..."
His hoarse roar was like that of a wild beast gone mad, the gunshots from his hand were especially rapid. After emptying one magazine, he imdiately loaded a second one, and only after the last magazine was spent did he stop, panting and red-eyed, staring ahead,
"Don't be smug for too long. Once you've t my conditions, you'll regret ever coming into this world."
The wall was riddled with bullet holes.
Although irregularly distributed, they vaguely ford the shape of a person.
Especially the head area, where the bullet holes were most dense.
"Beep beep. Beep beep."
At that mont, the satellite-positioned phone rang.
"Zhao Kaiming, you've hung up on my call again. I've told you so many tis, this is a critical mont, we need to maintain 24-hour communication. It's difficult for when you do this, do you know how much flak I've taken because of you?"
From the phone ca the voice of his operator, a woman, judging by the sound.
"You wretched woman, do you want to die speaking to like that? Don't think you're safe in the call center. Believe it or not, I can have you dead at your workstation right now?" Zhao Kaiming growled.
The operator seed frightened, her voice unnatural; "I, I just wanted to inform you, there's an ergency. A sudden supernatural event has erupted at the hospital in Dachang City. Ghost Eye Detective Yang Jian and Professor Wang have been involved. You need to go support them imdiately. Sun Yi is already on his way."
"I understand, I'm on it."
Zhao Kaiming regained so composure: "Also, this is the last ti I remind you, if you're disrespectful again, I'll kill your entire family, including you. And when that ti cos, even kneeling before will be useless. You know I have the power."
"Understood, understood," the operator's voice trembled.
"No need to understand, just rember," Zhao Kaiming said.
He then imdiately set off for the hospital where the incident occurred.
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