r18novel Chapter 50 The Night of the Ghostly Walk
Chapter 50 The Night of the Ghostly Walk
After putting on an extremely exaggerated detective performance, Hugo immediately took off running.
Once the detective was far away, the Commander Slash, the Cursed Doll, and the Agile Bug, who had just come to their senses, seemed to wake up from a dream and chased after the detective again.
However, before the fastest agile insect could unleash its full speed, the detective, who was running at full speed, had already disappeared from sight after turning left and right between the museums.
It can only be said that Hugo, as an expert who designed anti-theft schemes for museums, was very familiar with the unorthodox ways in this building, and it was no problem for him to shake off his pursuers under the cover of night.
"Stop. We don't need to look for that guy anymore." The leader, his face ashen and suppressing his anger, gave the order to stop in a slightly hoarse voice from coughing. "Admitting defeat is not shameful. Don't forget our real goal tonight: the Founding Stone to summon Lord Black Dragon."
Another member of the trio carried his still unconscious companion out of the curator's office: "Big brother, do you really want to believe that person's so-called hint? Aren't the men below also searching?"
"I originally thought that the Dark Stone was hidden somewhere outside by that person, which is why he had his men simultaneously infiltrate the museum to cover our decapitation operation. Therefore, even if they were all captured by the ambushers, it wouldn't be a big deal for Team Plasma's grand plan. But now it seems that the smooth-talking guy really did hide the Founding Stone somewhere inside the museum..."
In stark contrast to his rude verbal tics, the leader of the Dark Triangle is methodical in his thinking.
His companion asked, puzzled, "If that's the case, why don't we just let them continue searching?"
"Idiot, I told you there were people lying in ambush in the museum. Besides, the gym leader wasn't restrained, and we didn't bring in as many people as we did during the day. They've probably all been caught by now."
"What do we do now!" The trio carrying their unconscious companion were shocked, realizing only now that they were in a predicament.
The leader curled his lip and said unwillingly, "Didn't that detective give us a hint? Just follow those two clues to get our hands on the Dark Stone."
He recalled the clue the detective had given him earlier—
—My skill in hiding things is no less than my skill in finding them. I swear on my reputation as a detective, you will pass by the national treasure of the founding of the nation countless times, witness the true face of the founding stone countless times, yet you will find no trace of it...
—That Dark Stone, it's placed in a prominent spot in this museum, where all visitors can see it. I swear this is no exaggeration…
What a despicable bastard! He should have been killed immediately!
"Wasn't he just talking nonsense? How are we supposed to find our target?" his companion couldn't help but ask.
"No, those kinds of people have their own unique pride and probably wouldn't lie about giving hints. Anyway, we have to try, there's no second chance."
“Brother, we can let them hand over their target to us. We can keep an eye on them and then rob them the next day when they confirm that the Stone of Founding is safe.”
“No, that detective already clashed with us tonight. If we use this method, he'll definitely be prepared.” The leader said with a gloomy look and some regret, “If he hadn’t come tonight, we could have used this plan. What a pity…”
"Big brother, it seems you've started referring to that detective as 'him' too..."
"Shut up!"
Finally, after a fair and democratic internal decision by the Dark Iron Triangle, the one whose intelligence was clearly not of any use was temporarily withdrawn with his injuries, leaving the leader to carry out the retrieval of the Founding Stone alone.
Despite being in complete darkness, just to be on the safe side, the leader still threw a smoke bomb on the ground. When the smoke cleared, the curator's office was already empty.
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The night breeze flowed quietly, and Azure and Aloe stared in disbelief at the wide-open door to the curator's office upstairs.
The aloe vera shop owner shone the flashlight he had snatched from the plasma group inside, peered around for a while, and then said in a heavy tone, "There are signs of a struggle inside, and the surveillance cameras have been completely destroyed... It's probably that trio."
“Hugo, he wouldn’t…” The assistant’s voice trembled slightly as the detective’s image flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.
Ms. Aloe was stunned for a moment, then patted the girl on the back: "Don't be so pessimistic, maybe she was just kidnapped?"
An indignant voice echoed from somewhere: "Pah, pah, pah, I'm still alive and kicking."
"Aloe, I think I'm hallucinating." Azure touched her ears and looked at the gym leader beside her in disbelief.
"That's strange, I think I heard that detective's voice too... Is it haunting? Could he really be dead?"
A series of banging sounds came from behind them. It turned out to be a white figure banging on the windowpane. Strangely, this figure, with its back to the moonlight, was hanging upside down, swaying occasionally in the wind.
Before Azure and Aloe could react, a girl from Team Plasma who was trapped inside witnessed this horrifying scene.
Having just managed to spit out the rag from her mouth, she was already terrified by the people lying in ambush inside the building. When she saw the scene outside the window, she was so frightened that her soul seemed to leave her body and she immediately screamed like a pig being slaughtered.
The other plasma clusters that had already awakened were startled by the screams and also noticed the figures moving outside the window. Spreading a collective panic, these people writhed in terror, trying to huddle together for comfort.
Aloe shone the flashlight downwards and saw that the silver-white hooded clothes were pressing and churning together, like a giant white vine monster twisting its tentacles.
The banging and banging on the glass continued, like the Grim Reaper from hell, relentlessly pursuing and taking lives.
Amidst the horrific scene resembling a procession of demons, Azure was the first to recognize the figure outside the window, and immediately exclaimed joyfully—
"Ah, it's Hugo! So he's still alive!"
Unfortunately, this statement was so nonsensical that it seemed to have the opposite effect on the prisoners. They looked at the white figure outside the window with increasing panic, as if it were a phantom of a dead person.
Azure walked to the window, intending to open the glass, but was blocked by the prisoners wriggling their bodies. These thugs, who had been robbing and destroying the Qibao Dojo that morning, were now desperately shaking their heads at the girl, hoping she wouldn't do anything foolish and attract the ghosts outside the window.
"What are you doing? That's my friend. I'm going to open the window and let him in."
Azure didn't understand why the plasma clusters were so afraid. She walked straight over the frantically writhing bodies and headed towards the windowsill.
To the prisoners, the girl walking against the moonlight seemed like a sacrifice bewitched by a demon, about to open the forbidden window to depravity.
The screams grew increasingly shrill, until Aloe Vera stuffed another rag into the Plasma Squad girl's mouth, and the earth-shattering screams turned into sobbing whimpers—which only became more chilling.
The girl finally opened the window, and the upside-down figure was let in.
Hugo, looking disheveled, climbed through the window and saw that behind Azure were prisoners everywhere, finally putting his mind at ease.
"What's wrong with them? Why do they look so timid and hesitant?" Hugo asked his assistant, pointing at the prisoners.
Azure shrugged: "They seem to think you're a ghost."
"A ghost?" Hugo tilted his head thoughtfully.
Then the detective turned his back, secretly released the little fire monkey, and at the same time smeared something in his palm.
"What are you going to do?" Azure asked curiously.
"Playing tricks." The detective, with his back to his assistant, spoke succinctly, while directing the little fire monkey to light the curtains with its tail, and stuffing a packet of something into his cheek.
"Is this the kind of ghost you're talking about?"
The detective lowered his voice and spoke to his assistant with his back to him, then slowly turned around.
The detective turned around and acted strangely, keeping his head down and his hands covering his face, while the curtains behind him suddenly burst into flames.
Azure saw the little fire monkey and was not surprised at all. She focused her attention on the detective in front of her who claimed to be "playing tricks," intending to see what kind of tricks he could pull.
Then she saw it, she saw the ghostly creature before her—
In the firelight, the detective's face was gaunt and bony, with large whites of his eyes seeping bloodshot from their deep sockets. A huge, gruesome wound marred his face, as if something had gnawed at him. Half of his tongue dangled precariously from his mouth, swaying precariously with his heavy, labored breathing...
The creature in front of them was still vomiting large amounts of a mixture of blood and saliva from its mouth, as if in a convulsive manner.
The Plasma Team members had just caught their breath, thinking that a normal person had entered through the window, when they saw this scene and immediately panicked again. Their fear was even greater than before, and many prisoners fainted again.
In extreme terror, many prisoners desperately tried to push the rags out of their mouths with their tongues, calling out for their parents, their grandparents, and their idolized savior. Those who couldn't get the gags out could only whimper incoherently. The air began to fill with the foul odor of excrement.
Hugo retracted his tongue, lifted his eyelids with his fingers to adjust his eyes back to normal, and couldn't help but burst into laughter at the sight of the plasma clusters crying and writhing desperately, laughing more happily than a ghost.
As for Azure, after a long shutdown, she saw the gleeful detective in front of her.
Taking a deep breath of the cool night air, the girl raised her fist and punched her boss in the nose.