I heard that I’m super fierce - Chapter 9
Translator: NovelMultiverse | Editor: NovelMultiverse
Geng Qinghe almost bowed to her.
“This, this, this–” It was difficult to find his voice.
“I mopped up the floor,” Lin You didn’t care. After speaking these two words, muddy water dripped from the cracks in the door. She pushed the mop and wiped it clean again. “Is there a problem?”
As soon as she raised her hand, she forcefully pulled down the lever that squeezed the sponge, and the turbid liquid once again went down the drain.
Geng Qinghe thought that the problem is so big that the outsider is going to destroy his way of thinking?!
After a brief silence, the water ghost twisted the doorknob more crazily. Although the force seemed a little smaller—maybe it was because some of the water was sucked away by the sponge—but thinking about it, you can imagine that it must kill people. The strength.
But she couldn’t get in.
Dead or alive, it just couldn’t get in. It wanted to break through and it just got punished by the sponge.
The door panel was slammed and beaten again and again for two to three minutes. Geng Qinghe was terrified when he heard this until the door slamming became weaker and weaker, and then finally disappeared.
He waited for a while, but there was no more movement.
Is it gone?
“Should be gone,” Lin You thought the same, and she was about to look through the peephole on the door of the guest room, “Let me see what’s going on outside.”
“Eh wait, wait a minute.”
Geng Qinghe grabbed her, “Aren’t you afraid that as soon as you climb up, there will be an eye looking in from the outside?”
Lin You: “I was psychologically prepared.”
Geng Qinghe: “…”
He really is a big guy!!
“It can’t get in, what’s so scary.” She leaned against the door, listening to the movement outside, closing one eye and peeking out of the peephole—
There was no one outside.
The corridor was still as brightly lit as when they came, and the light was still slightly dim.
Seeing her holding the doorknob in one hand, Geng Qinghe said with worry: “Now will you open the door and kill it when you go out?”
With that heavy stride like walking in the water, it is impossible to do something like walk on the ceiling, but through the peephole, you can’t see the situation on the left and right sides of the door. In that case, she could just stay there and wait for the door to open…
Lin You glanced at him lightly, “Isn’t that better?”
Miscalculated! Forget it!
In Geng Qinghe’s admiring eyes, Lin You twisted the door handle.
The previous actions should have weakened the water ghost’s power a bit, but just in case, Lin You still held the mop in her hand as she opened the door cautiously.
—Facts have proved that they all think too much, and there was no shadow in the corridor.
It seemed to really be gone.
Not to mention ghost shadows, Lin You squatted down to observe the carpet and twisted it with her fingertips. There was no water stain on the dark red fabric. If it weren’t for the doorknob on the other side of the door that was only one step away from being broken, she would almost suspect that everything that had just happened was a hallucination they both had.
The copper handle had long been severely deformed, and it still had two or three fingerprints, and it hung precariously by the door.
It is estimated that it will be completely gone after a few more times.
Lin You thought to herself that this ghost might be mad, and with this door locked it can’t get in even if the handle has fallen off.
“Okay,” she clapped her hands and stood up. “Go back and continue looking for clues. Didn’t you say that there are still two cabinets that haven’t been looked through?”
The two cabinets happened to be each for one person. Lin You opened the upper and lower drawers one after another and found nothing but a foldable knife for sharpening pencils.
She tried to wave twice, feeling that the combat power was worrying, and then threw the knife back into the drawer angrily.
“Oh, I found it!” Geng Qinghe at the other end had discovered something new, and he exclaimed in surprise, “Here is a diary.”
Diaries are usually important clues.
Lin You looked back with interest, “Huh? Where?”
“That’s it.” Geng Qinghe was very conscious, and directly stuffed the brown leather pamphlet into her hand, “it seems to be some scholar’s note.”
Stroking the cover wrapped in parchment paper, Lin You saw the words “So-and-so University, Eugene Melville” handwritten on it. From the brief notes on the first page, you could see that this man was a folklorist, but looking further, Lin You can’t help frowning.
There were large swathes of stains blackened the pages of the book, and she quickly turned over it, only on six or seven pages could she barely identify what was written.
February 5th, clear skies
Today I arrived at the abandoned warehouse that Joe told me about on the phone, and he said it was left to him by his dead relative. He knew the research I was doing and told me that if I was interested, I could take it.
Oh, God! I really found a good thing in the corner. If I didn’t guess wrong, the book—no, it’s too early to draw a conclusion. I’ll take it back and have a closer look.
Intuition told Lin You this book would be important.
February 6th, heavy rain
There was heavy rain on the road, and there was no alternative but to find a place to stay temporarily.
Langton and his wife who run the hotel are very kind. We chatted with them very happily. They said that they would welcome me to stay here for two more days, and I agreed.
Mr. Langton was very interested in the book I brought and said he wanted to borrow it, but I could only refuse him regretfully. It was not good.
………………The book is gone.
The next page was smeared with a large group of stains, Lin You skipped half of the book and found the diary nearly half a year later.
They sacrificed too many people for the ceremony that was about to be carried out the day after tomorrow. I must be a ghost to agree to Langton’s proposal…
Mrs. Langton suddenly realized what they had done and had a big fight with her husband for the first time so far.
They killed her before she could burn everything.
She is back……
I heard the sound in the corridor getting closer and closer, closer and closer, she came back to find us revenge, but I
The diary stopped here abruptly.
“Langton is the last name of the innkeeper? They are not pure murderers,” she stayed on the last page for a long time, and Geng Qinghe, who had been watching carefully for a long time together, said with a bewildered face, “Killing those guests is for ‘sacrifice’?”
“It seems like it.”
“This folklorist,” Lin You knocked on the sheepskin pamphlet with her knuckles. “The book that was picked up from the abandoned warehouse of a friend’s house may be a book recording some cult rituals. Looking at the diary, he knew it was dangerous, so at first, he rejected the boss’ request.”
“But the boss stole the book.”
Geng Qinghe thought for a bit: “…I don’t know how to convince him and let him agree to perform this ceremony together.”
“Most likely for his research,” Lin You snorted, “How rare is it to see the possibility of practice for many years of research?—He ignored that he killed so many residents, this guy is not a good person.”
The guests who were murdered because of a cult ceremony are too unlucky. According to the news stories of the missing, there are more than twenty.
“Speaking of which, something must have happened in the past few days between July 26 and August 2.”
She said: “After killing so many people, I don’t think Mrs. Langton will wake up for no reason.”
She had a hunch it was related to the specific content of the ceremony.
It is a pity that the pages that are suspected to be the date of the ceremony are also contaminated so that they can’t be seen clearly.
Lin You was thinking, and suddenly heard Geng Qinghe, who was still going through the diary back and forth, hesitate and open his mouth: “How come the more I look at the last paragraph, the more I feel that it’s so visual…”
With a flash of thought, Lin You looked at the door again.
“This room,” she murmured, “Is where the folklorist used to live.”
Lin You raised her eyes and looked at Geng Qinghe, “How did you say he died?”
Halfway through the handwriting, it was suddenly interrupted. It’s not like he ran away before he finished writing. It was obvious that he couldn’t write after he escaped.
“He himself said it was revenge, and said, ‘She’s back.'” Geng Qinghe propped up his chin with his hand, “That must be the boss’s wife who came back and killed someone.”
In this way, it seemed that they were wrong at first. They thought it was the resentment of the victims that caused the haunting of the hotel, but the real beginning should be the conflict between the boss and his wife. The slain boss became a ghost after his death.
Lin You pointed to the door, “You are right about the ‘deja vu.’ The one who was outside the door just now is probably Mrs. Langton.”
The long hair in the water further confirmed this.
Geng Qinghe: “…”
“It wasn’t us she came for, but the person who lived here before,” she said. “Of course, it was the folklorist.”
“I am afraid she has been repeating what she did back then. We are purely being unjustly attacked.”
This this this—
A drowned female ghost wandered in the hotel every night and repeated her original act of revenge. The more Geng Qinghe thought about it, the more he felt that she was not very good.
“Let’s get out of this room quickly,” he said bitterly. “It’s too bad here. Maybe she will come back to look later?”
“It’s far from good here, but it’s not entirely because of what you said.”
Lin You shook her head, “You forgot, a person died in this room.”
The folklorist who was killed by the hotel proprietress is still here.
The moment she realized the meaning of her words, she heard a small noise from behind, and Geng Qinghe’s entire back went numb.
He slowly looked behind him.
Both of them stood with their backs to the side of the bed, and at this moment, the quilt that had been flatly covering the bed was bulging around the center.
With this agitation, the outline of a human figure gradually appeared under the quilt. The thing slowly raised its head, as if feeling something, tilted its head in their direction, and crawled towards the side of the bed.
The room was so quiet that there was only the rustling of the quilt rubbing against the sheets.
Geng Qinghe felt his hairs were standing straight up. Just as his string of reason was about to break, he was about to pull the teammate next to him to grab the door and flee in a second—
“Look, there are a lot of services in place, and the intelligence source automatically came in.” Lin You smiled with satisfaction and geared up, “Come, do it.”
Geng Qinghe: “………………”
Geng Qinghe: “??????”