Chapter 250 What Little Boy


    "What little boy? What are you talking about? Where did this boye from? Stop your bullshitting,


    you scumbag, you waste!" Shitstrong, despite being close to involuntary urination from fear, still put


    on a tough act.


    Indeed, Shitstrong had seen that little boy, and the sight had made him scream, but he did not


    believe it was a ghost; he thought it must have been a hallucination. Yes, a hallucination! Ghosts


    couldn''t be real, and if Shitstrong saw one, it could only be because of a tension-induced illusion.


    To be a good forensic pathologist, one must have a strong psychological makeup, and Shitstrong


    knew a thing or two about psychology; he was confident in his mental fortitude. Quickly, he adjusted


    his mindset, pulling himself out of the panic and reverting to his usual professionalposure.


    "You said Mia is in this building, where is she?" Shitstrong asked Daniel, feigning calm while


    actually eager to leave the premises. Once they found Mia, they could exit.


    "Mia is over there." Daniel pointed to the room next door – the room the little boy had entered.


    Malevolent spirits instinctively seek their master when in danger, so Daniel was confident Mia was


    in that room. Also, he sensed a strong presence of malevolent spirits there, and perhaps even more


    malevolent entities had amassed inside.


    "You say Mia''s in that room? Then let''s hurry up and go arrest her!" Shitstrong said.


    "Shitstrong, the presence of malevolent spirits is strong in that room. There are many spirits inside,


    and possibly other, more malevolent things. Are you sure you want to go in now? I warn you, if you


    enter like this, you''re definitely going to pee your pants. To avoid embarrassing yourself, it''s better


    you stay outside. I''ll go in with the Sarge and the other team members, we capture Mia, and this


    case wraps up."


    "What do you mean, scum? Are you trying to humiliate me? I''m the forensic pathologist; I''m the only


    one here, and I must be present at the crime scene. If Mia indeed turns out to be the killer, maybe


    there are other victims she murdered. Perhaps their bodies are in that room, and you''ll need me to


    perform the autopsy! Plus, your so-called evil spirits and demons can''t scare me. I don''t believe that


    there are actual ghosts in that room!"


    Shitstrong, aiming to impress Ava and to exhibit his courage, strode confidently into the room. As


    soon as he entered, he saw a woman in a white dress, hanging from a rope attached to the light,


    head drooping and hair covering her entire face, resembling a corpse that had died by hanging.


    "Ahh... ahhh..." Shitstrong was so frightened that he let out screams as he ran out of the room.


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    His behavior shocked the other team members. LightS, curious, asked, "Shitstrong, what did you


    see?"


    Trying to regain hisposure and avoid further humiliation, Shitstrong attempted to downy the


    situation. With a dismissiveugh, he said, "Nothing, I was just joking with you all, trying to lighten


    the mood, that''s all."