The security team captain’s eyes widened even further at these words.
The Shadow Division, a high-ranking commander—what kind of divine being had descended upon them?
His heart pounded, his hands trembled. He wanted to step forward and shake Han Mo’s hand, but after hesitating for a long time, he ultimately lacked the courage. "Greetings, Commander. To be able to meet you today, Wang Laohu truly has no regrets even in death."
As he spoke, he even began to wipe his tears with his sleeve. His subordinates, watching from afar without hearing him speak, were all stunned. Their captain was actually weeping profusely at a man. He must be possessed. Perhaps the killer in this haunted house wasn't human, but a ghost?
After finally escaping the security team captain, Bai Xi and Han Mo entered the haunted house together.
They had originally intended to have the girl guarding the entrance to the haunted house turn on the lighting equipment. Unfortunately, all the lighting equipment inside had been destroyed. Even the cameras had been tampered with to show scenes from the previous day, so the girl guarding the entrance hadn't noticed anything amiss.
The haunted house’s air conditioning was still set to a high, cold setting. It was chilling and pitch-black, complemented by eerie colored lights and the screams specifically designed to create an atmosphere, making one’s entire body tremble with fear.
Moreover, people had actually died inside.
Upon reaching the second scene, Bai Xi hesitated. "Han Mo, if you feel scared, you can wait for me by the entrance of the first scene."
Han Mo smiled faintly. "Just a few dead bodies, what’s there to be afraid of? Doctors face patients and corpses the most."
Bai Xi raised an eyebrow. "You're right."
With that, Han Mo stepped forward and examined the female corpse. "The deceased’s body is stiff, with rigor mortis and lividity. The time of death should be at least two and a half hours ago. Her eyes are bloodshot, her tongue protruded, and there are very obvious defensive wounds on her neck. Although there was significant bleeding at the fracture sites of her limbs, the wounds are smooth, indicating they were caused post-mortem..."
Bai Xi stood in place for a while, then finally gave him a thumbs-up. "Professional."
Doctors were truly miraculous professionals. They could treat the sick and examine corpses. Healing the living and investigating crimes for the dead, it was truly a noble and great profession.
Han Mo smiled slightly. "Thank you for the compliment, Xi'er. Am I qualified to accompany you inside now?"
Bai Xi nodded. "Of course."
After speaking, she thought carefully again. "Don't worry, I will definitely protect you well!"
Han Mo's figure stiffened slightly, and his memories returned to over three hundred years ago.
His mission had gone awry, leaving him in critical danger. The pain from his wounds stimulated him, preventing him from collapsing.
Yet, the pursuers still emerged relentlessly, aiming to kill him.
Just as he was preparing to fight to the death, to break the net and the fish, she descended from the sky, clad in a passionate and flamboyant red outfit.
Back then, she was radiant, inheriting the Bai family's heart techniques, martial arts, and warm spirit.
She descended from the sky and landed before him, killing the individuals who had drawn their swords against him. She then turned to him with a brilliant smile. "Don't worry, I will definitely protect you well."
From that moment on, she and her smile took root and blossomed in his heart.
Hearing these words again today, his heartstrings were once again plucked, giving him an uncontrollable urge to embrace her. It was just a pity... she had never loved him.
Not in his previous life, so in this life, he absolutely could not be himself!
Seeing Han Mo standing still, Bai Xi hesitated for a second. "You don't trust me to protect you?"
Han Mo snapped back to attention and smiled. "Since Xi'er said so, I naturally believe you. I'm just a little touched."
Bai Xi smiled back at his smile. "It seems your emotional response is quite easily triggered. Don't worry, since you are already mine, I will naturally protect you."
Since she had acknowledged him as her companion, he was naturally hers.
Hearing this, Han Mo nodded obediently. "Mmm, then I'll trouble you, Xi'er."
The two continued deeper into the haunted house.
The closer they got, the more shocking it became.
This haunted house was indeed as the nursery rhyme described; the further inside they went, the grander the scenes, the more terrifying the implications, and the more people there were dead.
As they walked, they counted. There were forty-seven corpses in this haunted house, each with a different manner of death. Some were dismembered, some had their blood drained, some were decapitated and stuffed into another person's stomach...
Han Mo no longer examined each body individually but took a general look.
The time of death for all these people predated the female corpse in the second scene.
Before they knew it, they had reached the final scene. As soon as they entered, they heard an extremely terrified voice. "Help, help, please don't kill me..."
Bai Xi and Han Mo exchanged a glance and immediately rushed in.
In the last space, a man was holding an axe, wildly swinging it towards another man.
The man with the axe was robust and strong, with distinct facial features and bloodshot eyes, completely blinded by rage. Not far away, several more corpses lay in pools of blood.
The man lying on the ground was thin and small, with an ordinary appearance, the kind you’d forget as soon as you looked away. At the moment, his shoulder was injured, and he was clutching his chest, desperately trying to escape.
Upon suddenly seeing Bai Xi and Han Mo, he seemed to have found saviors. "Please, save me, save me..."
With that, he lunged towards Bai Xi and Han Mo, seemingly seeking a safe haven.
Bai Xi flicked her fingers, and a lollipop shot out, hitting the man lunging at her. It struck his right leg, causing him to lose his balance and fall to his knees before her.
The thin and small man looked at Bai Xi incredulously.
Bai Xi moved again, and another lollipop flew out, striking the axe-wielding man in the face. The man immediately collapsed, making no further movement, the blood-covered axe falling from his hand.
Seeing this, the thin and small man finally got up from the ground. "Thank you both. If I hadn't met you today, I would have been dead!"
Bai Xi looked at the man before her, who was filled with relief and apology after narrowly escaping death. She said faintly, "No, it's because you met us today that you are destined to die."
The man blinked, looking at Bai Xi with confusion. "You, you, what are you going to do to me? You're not in league with him, are you? You're both murderers, demons!"
Bai Xi looked at the person before her and said calmly, "Stop acting. It's useless on me."
The thin and small man heard this and slowly stood up from the ground. The unremarkable face gradually contorted into a savage expression, even more terrifying than the hulking man who had been chopping earlier. "Is that so? I thought my performance today was quite good."