The case that Hughes was talking about with Yang Cheng was actually a very simple missing person case.
People go missing every day in St. Brand, especially in places like the West End.
Sometimes it's quite normal for someone to leave the house and never come back.
Of course, this includes not only supernatural events, but also various crimes, such as human trafficking.
Although Grace tried her best to avoid this situation, she was powerless due to insufficient police resources in the West End.
However, this disappearance case in the West End is very strange, because all the missing people disappeared in a place where it was impossible to disappear.
Tzu Chi Private Hospital on Scrap Iron Street.
Scrap Iron Street is named so because it is located next to a steel mill and is a place where people recycle scrap steel.
However, after the steel mill went bankrupt due to poor management, Scrap Iron Street also declined, and most of the people living there were beggars or other unemployed vagrants.
Tzu Chi Private Hospital was established here during the peak of the steel mill's prosperity.
But the hospital didn't close because of the steel mill's decline; rather, it suddenly closed when the steel mill was at its peak, after which the steel mill began to decline.
This happened more than a decade ago, but strange things have started to happen recently.
In the western district, many people inexplicably want to go to Tzu Chi Private Hospital when they are looking for a doctor, but after going there, they never come back.
One or two people are fine, but dozens of people have gone missing after going to Tzu Chi Private Hospital. After the incident became a big deal, Grace led the police to check it out and found that the hospital was brightly lit and there were even sounds coming from inside.
But the problem is that the hospital's water and electricity have been cut off for many years, so how could the lights still be on?
Grace didn't dare let her police officers take the risk in this situation, so she notified Yang Cheng to come and take a look.
When Yang Cheng arrived at Tzu Chi Private Hospital, the entire street had been blocked off by the police, and Grace was looking at the hospital with a worried expression.
Yang Cheng also saw the hospital.
The hospital is quite large, with six floors, which is actually quite rare in the western district.
Having been abandoned for over a decade, the once pristine white hospital is now scorched and blackened, overgrown with vines. The words "Tzu Chi Private Hospital" hanging at the entrance, originally red, are now mottled and faded, resembling congealed blood.
The most bizarre thing was that the entire hospital was brightly lit, and you could even see figures moving and talking through the windows.
"Mr. Yang, you've finally arrived."
Grace rushed to meet him.
Yang Cheng asked, "Is the situation very bad?"
Grace smiled wryly, "I've done all the necessary work on the perimeter, and I've also checked with the power company. The hospital's power supply has been completely cut off; there's no way it could still have electricity."
Staring into the hospital, Yang Cheng squinted and said, "Then we can only go inside to check. I haven't sensed any other power on the outside."
This world is strange; Yang Cheng's senses seem to be suppressed to some extent.
Just like before at Earl Nat's library, he didn't detect any signs of power fluctuations outside.
Looking up at the scarlet moon, Yang Cheng wasn't sure if the suppression of his senses was related to the feeling of being spied on at that moment.
At this moment, Hughes suddenly said, "Mr. Yang, may I go in with you?"
Today I've memorized all the information about the Tzu Chi Private Hospital, as well as the scrap metal street and steel mill. If needed, I can provide information immediately.
Yang Cheng said with a half-smile, "Aren't you afraid of death? You're just an ordinary person. Any supernatural force could take your life in an instant."
I have the ability to protect myself in the face of danger, but I cannot guarantee your safety.
Lenser nudged Hughes and whispered, "Are you crazy? You're just a lowly cop, and you dare to get involved in supernatural events? If you were so useful, why would the chief hire Mr. Yang as a special advisor?"
My new partner is great in every way. He's kind-hearted, never complains, and never tries to cheat or shirk responsibility.
But there's one downside: they're very impulsive, and when they get carried away with their emotions, they don't care about the consequences.
Hughes shook his head and said, "I'm not crazy. We're not just facing criminals, but also these bizarre and dangerous supernatural events."
How can you understand and deal with it without experiencing it firsthand?
Mr. Yang wasn't always there, and Master Morton often couldn't come due to various issues.
Therefore, we cannot rely solely on others; we must ultimately rely on ourselves.
Grace said in a deep voice, "Hughes is right, I went through the same thing back then."
However, you should know that even extraordinary individuals face great risks when participating in such supernatural events, let alone ordinary people.
I was very lucky. Of the forty-three classmates I graduated from police academy, only three are still alive.
One became lame, the other went mad from gazing into the eyes of a supernatural power.
Hughes took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I don't believe in luck, but I believe in myself."
Yang Cheng looked at Hughes with great interest; this young policeman's courage was beyond his imagination.
The sad thing is that in this world with extraordinary power, courage is not the most important thing; the most important thing is to have power.
With Grace's consent, Yang Cheng took Hughes directly into the Tzu Chi Private Hospital.
As soon as I opened the hospital door, a strong, rotten smell hit me, mixed with some other unpleasant odors. In short, it was very unpleasant.
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