Chapter 132 Live Ghost Hunting (Part 2)

Feng Tianning couldn't help but frown when he looked at the boy in front of him.

His face was covered in black energy, and it was obvious that he had dealt with evil spirits before, but there was a faint golden light flashing between his eyebrows, as if someone had exorcised it for him.

Zhang Pingjia saw that he had successfully connected, a smile flashed across his face, and he said excitedly:

"Inspector Feng, please save my father!"

"What strange incidents have you encountered?"

Zhang Pingjia hesitated for a moment, then spoke uncertainly:

"It seems inconvenient to talk about this during a live broadcast. Let's talk in person."

Feng Tianning looked at Director Cai and saw him nod before speaking:

"Can."

Zhang Pingjia's face lit up with joy. He quickly said a few words of thanks and hung up the call.

[Is this someone hired by the special case team?]

[Just saying a few words and leaving like that? Isn't that too hasty?]

Who knows what it's like offline? I think the special case team is a makeshift team. They're probably just making up stories about evil spirits and strange events to scare us.

Seeing the comments gradually turning to questioning, Feng Tianning spoke seriously:

"The special case team did not hire any actors. Since we have said it will be offline, we will do our best to help him solve the problem."

She didn't read the rest of the comments and picked up another call.

This time it was a middle-aged woman with disheveled hair and a dirty face. The moment she saw Feng Tianning, her eyes lit up a little, as if she saw a savior.

"Inspector, save my daughter, save my daughter!"

"What happened?"

The woman stuck her head out and took a quick look outside. She took a deep breath and said,

"They want to sacrifice my daughter to the mountain god. The sacrificial ceremony will be held in three days. Please save my daughter!"

Feng Tianning frowned. Mountain God? Perhaps it was just some wandering ghost pretending to be a god to deceive the people.

[Sacrificial offerings? What kind of feudal custom is this?]

"Sister, you should call the police instead of asking a few ghost hunters to save your daughter."

【Support, is there anything that the police can't solve? 】

Zhang Cuifeng naturally saw those comments and sighed in despair:

"It's not that I didn't call the police, it's that there's no signal at all here."

"I live in Anhuang Village, hundreds of kilometers from Kyoto. It's surrounded by mountains and there's no way to connect with the outside world."

"To be honest, I'm not from here. I was sold here by my family. My life has been ruined, and I don't want to see my daughter become like this."

As she spoke, she began to sob.

Only then did Feng Tianning notice that the place where Zhang Cuifeng was at the moment seemed to be a pigsty, and there were several scars on her exposed skin.

It was obvious that she was not doing well.

At this time, the barrage began to refresh crazily again.

[Anhuang Village? Is it the notorious village of human traffickers?]

[It seems she had no other options, so she came to the livestream room to ask for help.]

So why not call the police?

[This kind of village is all in cahoots. Calling the police is pointless. They might even send the person back directly.]

【Why not call the police from other places? 】

Zhang Cuifeng said with a pale face:

"It's not like I haven't tried to call the police, but the signal tower in the village has been broken for who knows how many years and has never been repaired."

"People here usually go to town to handle their business. They've been busy with the sacrificial ceremony these days. I stole the phone with great difficulty."

"But I didn't expect to see this live broadcast room. I didn't expect that a place where I couldn't even make a phone call could actually receive a live broadcast signal!"

Zhang Cuifeng's face showed a hint of pleading:

"Everyone, I don't expect you to rescue me, I just ask you to save my daughter!"