Chapter 95: The Cost of Blood
When his body and mind relaxed, various intense feelings of pain rushed toward him like a tidal wave. The ghost inside Chu Jiang was restless, as if it wanted to tear his body apart and emerge from within.
Holding onto the jar, Chu Jiang fell to the ground, rolling back and forth. Every pore on his body was seeping out his own blood.
Originally, only a small part of the mysterious blood that overflowed from Chu Jiang's right hand was human blood, and the vast majority of it was ghost blood.
But now, the ghost blood is repelling and even assimilating Chu Jiang's human blood, trying to take over his whole body.
Moreover, there are signs of Chu Jiang's body becoming transparent at this moment.
This means that he is starting to transform from a human into a ghost...
Gritting his teeth, Chu Jiang tried hard to suppress the rebellious Blood Hand Ghost inside him, enduring for a while.
Gasping for breath, looking at the ceiling of the room, Chu Jiang thought: Perhaps the day of having to transplant the second ghost is not far away...
"We will live eternally in heaven..."
Chu Jiang's pupils instantly contracted as he abruptly sat up! Where did the voice come from??
This is a deep voice that sounds like the voice of the priest in a stage play, but hasn't the Little Theater already been sealed off?
For a moment, Chu Jiang thought he had accidentally broken the pottery jar while struggling.
But the reason he held onto the jar tightly was because he was afraid of accidentally crushing it, so he kept his grip strong?
Immediately, he picked up the sealed jar and examined it carefully, but Chu Jiang found that the seal was intact.
So, the last sound could be just the final remnants of the Little Theater's power.
At least now, with his eyes closed, Chu Jiang used an even stronger sense to search, but he couldn't find any trace of supernatural power.
After waiting for another ten minutes, making sure nothing else happened, Chu Jiang collected all the blood at the scene and left the drama club room with the sealed ghost.
At the same time, he dialed the satellite phone and spoke with the waiting operator.
Just as the babbling of the opera's prelude began, before the lyrics came in, Chu Jiang ended the call.
Because he had a premonition that the supernatural power next would manifest through sound; if he didn't take some action, Chen Yuting on the other end of the phone could potentially die suddenly.
This is not without precedent, so each operator's control room is a separate booth; at the same time, it is a transparent partition, allowing other personnel to discover if the operator is in trouble as soon as possible.
Upon answering the call again, Chu Jiang disregarded Chen Yuting's concern and coldly said, "Start establishing a file, danger level C, ghost codename [Little Theater]..."
This is also one of the rules of the institute, that after solving supernatural incidents, it is necessary to establish a file, preferably in the first instance, even if it is just an oral account.
Because at this time, the impression on the person in charge is the most profound, and it is least likely to overlook some details.
Then, a copy of this file will be kept at headquarters, and another copy will be kept at this branch, providing some reference for all the responsible persons at the institute.
Although there are no two identical ghosts, there are some ghosts that belong to the same system, which allows them to have some similar characteristics or patterns of killing.
Moreover, the way and methods of solving supernatural incidents by the person in charge are also worth considering.
Of course, the responsible persons in different areas may not report in such detail.
Some responsible persons may even privately make a file for their own viewing. This file is the most complete and valuable file. Because there are no secrets when it comes to oneself.
After recording Chu Jiang's oral records, Chen Yuting continued, "Based on the description, it seems like your injuries are severe. Do you need me to call an ambulance for you?"
"No need, I can go by myself. As for the ghost sealed this time, I want to handle it on my own."
Chen Yuting had no objections, and the research institute also approved of this.
After all, it was the ghost that the responsible people worked hard to seal. If they handed it over, they would naturally receive a good reward, equivalent to the research institute purchasing it from the responsible person.
But it was also possible to choose to keep it oneself, and the reward for resolving a ghost would not be reduced. There were two parts: reward and purchasing compensation.
At this time, Chu Jiang wasn't in a rush for the reward, since when transplanting the second ghost, he would have to pay a fee to the research institute. Might as well keep the credit on the account, anyway, he wouldn't owe him anything.
When Chu Jiang walked out of the building unharmed, Officer Lin, Luo Yifeng, and other staff who had been waiting couldn't help but show surprise on their faces.
When Lin Qian came out alone earlier, everyone thought something had happened to Chu Jiang.
Now seeing that he not only came out, but also looked fine, it proved that he had likely resolved this supernatural incident.
As an assistant, Luo Yifeng promptly arrived, and Lin Qian also caught up.
Lin Qian had an excited look on his face and said, "How long has it been since you dealt with that ghost! You're truly amazing!"
Chu Jiang just waved his hand and asked, "In the script you wrote, is there a line that says 'we will live forever in heaven'?"
Chu Jiang remembered that there wasn't, but he still needed to ask the original author.
Lin Qian thought for a moment and shook his head, "No, who said that? The priest? He has no reason to say that. In my character's development, this person sincerely doesn't believe they can go to heaven after death."
While speaking, Lin Qian's mind was thinking about something else: Mr. Chu seemed even colder now...
Although Lin Qian used to think Chu Jiang was cold before, the feeling then was different from the feeling now.
"Then I'll ask another question. How did you come up with this kind of 'positive energy' script using a notebook?"
Lin Qian's thoughts momentarily stalled, and he cleared his throat before saying, "It all stemmed from a 'confession' element. This is a theater play performed in front of a large audience, so as long as I'm thinking straight, there wouldn't be any messy plot twists, right?"
"Okay," Chu Jiang patted his shoulder, "I hope we don't have a chance to meet again."
Luo Yifeng quickly followed.
Lin Qian was stunned as he watched Chu Jiang walk away without looking back.
It took a moment for Lin Qian to realize that the other person meant: if they were to meet again, it would probably be when Lin Qian encountered another supernatural event.
This made Lin Qian scratch his head, wondering if there was still a possibility of chance encounters if they both lived in the same city.
Inside the tent set up by the police, Chu Jiang and Officer Lin exchanged phone numbers. Chu Jiang instructed Luo Yifeng to assist the police in wrapping things up.
Finally, Chu Jiang took a car alone and went to the hospital...
