Chapter 114: Chapter 114: The Coffin Buried in the Cent Ground Chapter 114: Chapter 114: The Coffin Buried in the Cent Ground Even though Scarlett Jennings had just helped the police catch Dashiell Xalvadora, the serial killer, Daniel Wright felt he was being a bit rash at the ti.
Was he really going to spend a lot of effort digging up the foundation of the house just because of a young girl’s words?
And once the foundation was disturbed, the house couldn’t be lived in.
Would the hoowner allow it?
Perhaps noticing his hesitation, Quincy Zimrman urged him directly,
“Master Jennings said there are bones down there, so there must be bones down there, officer, let’s hurry and send soone over!”
Daniel Wright, …
What kind of feudal superstition was this ‘Master Jennings’ title?
Was this show’s producer a bit dull?
He didn’t believe in any mystical supernatural stuff, but subtly, he had a feeling that made him want to trust this little girl nad Scarlett Jennings.
Perhaps she had known so clue in advance?
Just as Daniel Wright hesitated, Sebastian Carew suddenly spoke up as well,
“Officer, please send soone over, if it turns out there are no bones down there, I’ll cover all the losses incurred.”
Sebastian wasn’t saying this because he had so much money to burn, but he wanted to confirm if Scarlett Jennings really had talents beyond ordinary people.
Quincy Zimrman, hearing this, imdiately offered to contact the hoowner to seek approval.
On the hoowner’s side, they already knew there was an issue with the house when the show aired, and hearing now that there might be bones buried underneath, they hesitated no longer.
Dig, quickly dig.
If the bones aren’t found, the house is as good as lost to them now.
With the hoowner’s permission, Daniel Wright had no more qualms.
Dig!
So, an hour later, a team of officers, equipped with electric drills, started drilling according to the area marked by Scarlett Jennings.
Initially, the filming had been interrupted, so fans who knew the filming location gathered around, and with the police activity, the dia soon got wind and arrived.
Soon, the concrete ground was drilled open, and the police, guided by Scarlett Jennings, unearthed a whole piece of cent containing a small coffin.
After much effort, people broke open the cent along with the coffin, finally revealing the bones inside.
A small child’s skeleton, roughly the size of a three-year-old.
At the sight of the child’s skeleton, many young officers’ eyes turned red.
What kind of parents would pour a child’s coffin into concrete ground?!
Even with a coffin, sealing the body in concrete was no different from performing a Life Pile ritual!
Even as successors of modern socialism, they had heard of the concept of Life Pile online.
In ancient tis, fearing the destruction of a place’s geomancy during construction or frequent accidents occurring, people would choose to bury children alive to ward off evil.
Judging by the child’s bones in the coffin, although they couldn’t determine whether the child was entombed in the cent before or after death, even if it wasn’t preditated murder, it involved the cri of mutilating a corpse.
This matter must be thoroughly investigated.
“The old lady living in the villa diagonally across might be related to this child. If an investigation is needed, perhaps it could start with her.”
Scarlett Jennings suddenly provided a new lead.
This ti, Daniel Wright didn’t hesitate and imdiately had the old lady Scarlett ntioned brought over.
The property was already cordoned off, and all the onlookers who had heard the news were kept outside, unable to see what was happening within.
When the officers brought the old lady over, a spectator who had watched the live broadcast instantly recognized her,
“Isn’t that the over-eighty-years-old terrifying lady from before?!”
These words identified her to many at once.
Even those unfamiliar imdiately found related screenshots from the program online.
Thus, many linked this back to Scarlett’s previous “clue.”
Scarlett had said the old lady might be related to the child in the photo from the house.
So, was the old lady also connected to the incident in the house?
While the outside world speculated wildly, Scarlett and the other relevant personnel paid no heed.
The old lady, upon seeing the large hole in the center of the house and the small child’s skeleton next to it, almost collapsed to the ground, her face full of horror.
The next second, she was shouting angrily and furiously at the people inside the house.
Still cursing in a rural dialect, yet a few phrases were distinguishable to the crowd.
“… damned… you’ll be punished!”
Seeing her deanor, Daniel Wright was sure she knew sothing. He sternly shouted to halt her,
“Old lady, this concerns a human life now, you’d better honestly explain, what exactly is your relationship with this child?!”
Daniel Wright had dealt with criminals for years, his presence was unlike ordinary people, and even though the old lady was particularly unruly, she soon softened.
The child in the coffin was indeed the one in the photo that Scarlett Jennings had seen before.
The old lady was the child’s grandaunt.
The child was an illegitimate son born to a mistress of a wealthy Mr. Song. The mistress died in childbirth.
Mr. Song pitied the sickly illegitimate child and, fearing that his wife at ho would mistreat him if brought back, had a luxurious house built exclusively for this child.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the house was about to be constructed, the child died of a sudden illness.
Mr. Song was devastated and imdiately had a master modify the house’s design, directly burying the child’s coffin underground and turning the entire house into a Shadow House.
He intended for the house to be the child’s tomb, but unforeseen incidents in his family forced Mr. Song to hurriedly move abroad, entrusting the dostic properties to a relative who sold them for cash.
As the show had initially pointed out, every subsequent owner of the house, without exception, faced so accidents or incidents, suffering injury or death; hence, the house beca a “haunted” location.
The hoowner had contacted the show hoping they might find a way to solve the house’s problem.
After the old lady’s disclosure, her face lost its forr harshness, and she wept, lanting the child’s misfortune, unable to rest in peace, imploring the police to reinter the child.
Quincy Zimrman hadn’t anticipated the house had been a Shadow House intended for the child; it was no wonder families living there were haunted.
This house was ant for the child, after all.
Although he had never heard of not burying a child in a cetery but building a house akin to an emperor’s tomb for a ghost instead, upon reflection, it seed plausible.
Thinking this, seeing the unearthed bones, Quincy Zimrman felt a pang of guilt.
Just about to speak, he noticed Scarlett Jennings, who had remained silent, suddenly stepping forward.
Her clear eyes were fixed directly on the old lady, her voice chilly yet firm,
“You’re lying.”
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