Sure enough, the mystical skills she displayed in the car piqued Charles's interest.
Then let him witness the power of mysterious Eastern mystic arts!
The smiling girl suddenly turned serious, her big eyes staring at Charles with a sharp gaze that even made this man, whose hands were stained with countless drops of blood and who considered himself the master of his own life, feel somewhat overwhelmed.
For some reason, he had the feeling that this three-year-old girl had seen right through him, and his heart was pounding!
Just as he was about to ask her why she was looking at him like that, the girl suddenly spoke.
"Uncle, instead of focusing on paper cranes flying, I think you should look at other things, like..."
The little girl suddenly leaned closer, a sweet yet eerie smile appearing on her soft, pretty face. "Those little boys who are clinging to you and frantically nibbling at your shoulders, arms, and legs."
Charles felt a cold sweat break out on his back because of her words.
He narrowed his eyes, his gentlemanly smile fading. "Cute little guy, are you trying to scare me like this?"
Qiqi pointed to his left shoulder, "Here, a young man bit off a piece of your flesh, and you felt the pain, didn't you?"
Charles was startled!
Because the moment Qiqi pointed at his shoulder, he did feel a sharp pain in that spot.
It was very brief, and this had been happening quite frequently lately, so he didn't think much of it.
But now that Qiqi has pointed it out, he inexplicably feels a sweat running down his back, and the hairs on his arms stand on end.
Qiqi continued, "That young man was wearing a striped shirt, and he had such a big gash on his stomach!"
As Qiqi spoke, she gestured with her hands, "His heart was empty, and both of his kidneys were missing."
For some reason, the image of a seven-year-old child appeared in Charles's mind.
That was the first test subject he captured!
He was a little beggar on the street. The man only needed a piece of bread and a piece of clothing to coax him to come with him.
He took him back to the lab, fed him a novel virus that affected his heart and kidneys, and observed his clinical response.
Later, when he was dying, they cut open his abdomen, removed his heart and kidneys, and sliced them for further research.
What happened to the child's body afterwards?
oh.
It seems a group of stray dogs came to the hill behind the laboratory, and the base's security guards threw his body to the stray dogs.
In the end, even the bones were gnawed clean!
He never paid much attention to these experimental subjects who had lost their value.
The reason I remember this child is because when the child was dying and his heart and kidneys were being removed, I actually thought he was trying to save him, and even timidly thanked him.
He was such a simple-minded fool that you can't help but remember him!
But these are secrets kept in their lab. How did this little guy know them?
Charles was terrified, and cold sweat even broke out on his forehead.
Despite this, Charles's expression remained largely unchanged, and he appeared very calm and composed.
But Qiqi still saw the panic in his eyes!
She smiled sweetly and pointed to his arm, saying, "Besides the brother with the gash in his stomach, there's another brother whose arm was cut off. He's obsessed with pulling your arm off and attaching it to his shoulder. There's also a blind brother who keeps gnawing on your left hand fingers. He says that you cut off all his fingers and fed the flesh to a rat, just to see if his flesh could poison the rat after he took your medicine."
These words, which sound terrifying just to hear, are surprisingly empathetic when spoken by a three-year-old girl in a soft, sweet voice.
The mercenaries following Charles were all ruthless killers with hearts of iron, but now, as the little girl described it, images of them involuntarily surfaced in their minds.
Imagine those children being forced onto the operating table, their abdomens cut open, their hearts and kidneys removed.
His arms were cut off, his fingers were severed, and pieces of flesh were used to feed the rats!
One of the young men, who had only been a mercenary for a short time, couldn't hold it in and turned his head to vomit!
Qiqi looked at the vomiting man. Behind him, several long-haired female ghosts with blood and tears on their faces were staring at him with hateful eyes.
They all died from J murder!
This man, who seemed to be overwhelmed with guilt and vomiting because of her description, actually didn't care about the lives of women and children.
Charles had completely lost his composure; his facial muscles were twitching violently. He grabbed Qiqi's wrist and growled, "How did you know?"
He used great force, his eyes flashing with ferocity and murderous intent, as if he would kill Qiqi without mercy if she answered a single wrong question.
However, Qiqi was not frightened by him at all. She didn't even look at the wrist he was holding. Instead, she stared into his eyes and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"I saw it!"
Qiqi's petal-like little mouth split into a pretty and obedient smile, but to Charles, this smile only made him feel strange.
That little mouth opened and closed, uttering a sentence that sent chills down his spine even further: "Uncle isn't from China, so he probably doesn't know that in China there's a skill called the ability to see ghosts. I was born with the ability to see ghosts!"
She paused, then kindly inquired, "Uncle, do you not know what 'the ability to see ghosts' means?" Before Charles could answer, she continued, "The so-called 'the ability to see ghosts' means that you can see both the mortal and spiritual realms. You can see both people and ghosts! The ones I just mentioned are the ghosts that are bothering you, Uncle!"
Finally, the little girl said with a smile, "Uncle, you've done too many bad things. You're haunted by evil spirits and vengeful ghosts. You're about to face a terrible disaster!"
Charles stared intently at Qiqi's face, trying to discern any guilt or other emotion from her expression.
But no!
The little girl's face showed only earnest and innocent sincerity!
But there are no ghosts in this world!
He is a staunch atheist!
Charles frantically brainwashed himself, trying to solidify his beliefs.
But when he looked into Qiqi's big, dark eyes, he felt an inexplicable fear.
What if... what if it's true?!
Charles shuddered.
Just as he was on the verge of emotional collapse, a voice suddenly rang out in the previously deserted mountain valley.
"Mr. Charles!"
Charles jolted awake, snapping out of that mood.
He blinked in confusion, unsure of what had just happened to him.
Seeing that he had regained consciousness, Qiqi sighed inwardly.
What a pity, it was so close to success!
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