"What’s the matter? Want to say sothing?"
The officer hesitated for a mont before speaking up.
"Boss, shouldn’t we propose to the higher-ups once more to bring a few more powerful Exorcists to take a look?"
Bulson opened his eyes and looked amusingly at the back of the officer’s head.
"What, you believe what those guys have been saying?"
"I didn’t believe it at first, but... But the things that have happened lately are just too coincidental..."
"Yes... Definitely too coincidental!"
Bulson didn’t refute his subordinate’s observation, because the events that had transpired lately indeed seed bizarre to him as well.
The crashed bus, the exploded airplane, the collapsed bridge...
Each accident left several lucky survivors, sotis more than a dozen, sotis just a few.
But these lucky folks would subsequently perish in later accidents.
Everything appeared like a Death List; those who escaped one disaster were only to be pursued by the Grim Reaper.
"Have the identities of those two unfortunate souls been confird?"
"We’ve found them. Staven and Kelly, both survivors of the previous bus incident."
"..." Bulson fell silent for a mont upon hearing this, then seed to make a certain resolution.
"Alright then. If that guy from just now dies in an accident tomorrow, I’ll make another request to the higher-ups. I just hope I won’t be kicked out of the chief’s office like last ti..."
"Uh..."
The young officer shook his head silently upon hearing that.
Although he hadn’t been on the job for long, he already had a clear understanding of their chief’s managent style. Everything was decided by the will of the higher-ups; the chief was purely a puppet controlled from above. And classifying sothing as an accident versus a Bizarre event were completely different concepts. He certainly didn’t think that the pig-headed chief would approve the captain’s request.
"Boss, should we assign soone to protect the survivors this ti?"
"Do we even have any personnel left?" Bulson asked the officer driving, his voice tinged with helplessness.
"It seems... we don’t!" The officer grimaced slightly after giving it so thought.
"With so many accidents happening simultaneously, where would we find the people? Besides, should we waste police resources based solely on our suspicions? The chief already looks down on us because of the last request, and I’d still like to retire from this position!"
Facing the captain’s instructions, the young officer nodded and didn’t dare to say more.
Seeing that his subordinate understood, Bulson shook his head with a smile and subconsciously glanced at his watch.
"It’s this late already? Let’s go. I still need to get back for my child’s birthday celebration!"
"Yes, sir!"
...
"Mr. Jas, hello. I’m Li Mi. It’s my father who’s in trouble!"
"Hmm, is your father still in that house?"
The client before him had a voluptuous figure, her appearance only slightly inferior to Manager Lin Qiu’s. Yet, Jas’s gaze remained unchanged.
All he wanted was to quickly resolve the issue of the Evil Spirit for this commission.
His detached look made the young Li Mi sowhat uneasy. She felt as if the man before her didn’t see her as a human being at all.
"Uh... yes, he’s never co out!"
"Is there anyone else in the house?"
"No one! The only maid ran away and disappeared the first ti the Evil Spirit appeared!"
The Exorcist’s professional and businesslike deanor made Li Mi seriously doubt his sexual orientation. It was the first ti in her life she had encountered such a cold reception. But with her only living relative at stake, all she could do now was cooperate fully with the Exorcist before her. According to the firm’s requirents for clients, all questions had to be answered truthfully, without any concealnt.
Having confird the information he wanted, Jas nodded lightly and fell silent for a mont.
"Take to that house."
"Ah? Right now?" Li Mi looked at the decisive Exorcist before her, sowhat stunned.
"Is there a problem?" Jas frowned slightly, casting an indifferent glance at the client before him.
"No... none at all! We can leave right now!"
Li Mi, already anxious, naturally did not object. She had just been a little slow to react.
Once outside, the two got into Li Mi’s car and imdiately headed for the outskirts of Washington.
...
"Li Mi?"
Monte, who was gathering his tools by the side of the road, heard the car and instinctively looked up.
He hadn’t expected to see such a haunting figure in the car.
The car sped past him, exhaust fus blowing directly into his face.
Is she going to visit her father? That man with her seems to be...
Monte watched the departing car for a long ti without moving, his thoughts completely consud by her image.
Uncle Emons, having just placed his toolbox in the car, turned around to see Monte standing there stunned. "Hey, kid! What are you looking at?"
"No... nothing!"
Startled, Monte clenched his fists and silently withdrew his gaze, his voice sowhat low.
Thinking the young man was still shaken by the day’s events, Uncle Emons patted his shoulder and said comfortingly, "Kid, what happened today was just an accident. Don’t take it too much to heart!"
"An accident?"
At that word, Monte instantly recalled Kelly, who had died, and Staven, who had been sent to the hospital. Their words echoed in his ears again.
Was it really just an accident? According to Staven, Marcus and a few other survivors from the bus incident had already died. Today, Kelly had also died right in front of him. That ant the only survivors of the entire bus incident were now just himself and Staven, who was in the hospital! No, I need to find out more!
Feeling that sothing was Bizarre, Monte imdiately decided to take a day off tomorrow and go to the hospital to get answers from Staven.
"Uncle Emons, I’m feeling a bit unwell. I’ll need to take a day off tomorrow..."
...
「Howard Hospital, Washington.」
The dical staff who received the patient were all sowhat surprised to see a man with several branches piercing his thigh.
"Oh, how did he manage that?"
A rescue worker who had also gotten out of the vehicle shrugged.
"When we got there, a tree over twenty ters long was crushing him!"
"What an unlucky guy!"
"No, there’s soone even more unlucky. He’s already been sent to the funeral ho!"
Hearing this, a nearby nurse opened her mouth, but in the end, only a sigh escaped her.
"Oh dear... truly unfortunate!"
The hospital, having been notified in advance, was already prepared. They imdiately wheeled the unconscious man into an operating room.
Whether he would survive the surgery now depended on his luck.
As for the branches that hadn’t been removed, it was unknown if they had punctured any arteries in his thigh.
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