Chapter 77 I want to kill him and make him pay for my son's life
When Sun Kunyao heard that Chen Junhao had bought a ticket to Tokyo, she immediately became very anxious. She pulled Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can's sleeves and said sadly:
"We can't let him escape! He killed someone, he's a monster, he deserves to be punished!"
"He can't get away."
Shi Can handed his phone to Sun Kunyao. On the screen was a message from the National Security Department to Shi Can.
"I've long suspected something was amiss with him, and I had him investigated. The National Security Department's special agents, with the cooperation of airport police and staff, intercepted him and prevented him from leaving the country on the Tokyo-bound plane."
The suspicion began when Chen Junhao was surprised by the surname "Shi".
When explaining his surprise, Chen Junhao said that he had never seen this surname before.
That sounds like a reasonable reason.
But, in this day and age, there are so many rare surnames. Who hasn't seen a few? Shi Chan's last name is Shi, not Shi. What's so surprising about that?
There may be other reasons why people are surprised—
For example, he had heard of this surname a long time ago, knew it was special, and knew that people with this surname came from prominent families.
After the Ling family's fall, the Shi family reigned supreme among the numerous families of metaphysics. Though sparsely populated, they possessed no weaklings. Anyone with a passing familiarity with the metaphysical world knew the weight of the surname "Shi."
Chen Junhao most likely realized that Shi Can was a descendant of the Shi family.
While in the restaurant, he confirmed Shican's background by inquiring about his parents' attitude towards Shican becoming a spiritualist. Although Shican lied, Chen Junhao still felt something was wrong and decided to run away.
"It won't be long before the national security department takes Chen Junhao back to Yebei City."
Shi Can asked Sun Kunyao,
"Do you want to see him?"
Sun Kunyao lowered her head and looked at the box in front of her. Her dim eyes were filled with despair.
After a long while, she replied:
"...Yes. Of course...Yes..."
"When he arrives in Yebei City, we'll go meet him."
Shi Can lowered his voice and advised,
"You go downstairs first and get the child to sleep. We need to do something about this altar. At least get rid of the scarecrow that contains your daughter's hair and nails."
Sun Kunyao carried Qin Siyuan downstairs.
Lin Zhuyue picked up the little scarecrow and walked to the window. She lit a golden flame in her hand and set the scarecrow on fire. The enchanted scarecrow was very resistant to fire and remained in the golden amber fire for half an hour before being completely burned to ash.
Shi Chan swept up the remaining ashes, wrapped them in red paper, and put them into a bagua bag.
There are still some traces of magic on the ashes, which need to be brought back to Tiancheng for an experienced spiritualist to remove the curse and purify it.
Lin Zhuyue sighed, "How could a person be so vicious?"
"That's what Yin masters are like. After learning magic for a few years, they think they are superior to others. They don't treat people as human beings, but ordinary people as cattle and livestock, and they play tricks on them."
Shi Can stood by the box. He reached out and touched Qin Sibo's cheek.
The child whose life had been snatched away by the Yin Master was now nestled in the box, head tilted, asleep. His face was peaceful, the pain of his earlier tears gone. The heavy weight hanging in his heart seemed to have quietly fallen. He no longer had to worry about his mother and sister, and he finally saw hope of breaking free from his shackles.
Lin Zhuyue was still very worried and asked, "Can he be saved?"
"It can be saved."
Shi Can's tone was not relaxed. He said,
"The spell cast on him can be peeled off, but he is now a fierce ghost infected by evil spirits. After peeling off the spells, we still need to find a way to remove the evil spirits. The process of removing the evil spirits will probably be very painful, just like peeling off a layer of skin."
Although Qin Sibo was quite calm in the box, neither Shi Can nor Lin Zhuyue dared to go too far away from the box. They stayed in the house which was still under renovation until morning.
The reinforcement team led by Fu Xingwei arrived.
The reinforcement team consisted of seven people, four of whom were responsible for handling the boxes, and the remaining three went to the National Security Building in Yebei City to confirm the relevant matters. After confirmation, they brought Chen Junhao back to Tiancheng, where he was questioned by the Spiritual Master's Mansion and then sent to a special court.
Sun Kunyao got up early and cooked some food. After urging Qin Siyuan to finish eating, she sent her to kindergarten.
When she came back, Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can were packing their suitcases and preparing to go to the National Security Building. After meeting Chen Junhao, they would not come back and would go straight back to Tiancheng.
Sun Kunyao asked: "Can he be sentenced to death?"
"To be honest, it's quite difficult."
Shi Can took out the beige bear sun hat and put it on Lin Zhuyue's head. He stood at the door dragging his suitcase and confessed to Sun Kunyao calmly and truthfully about the possibility after that.
"If we want him to be sentenced to death, the Spiritual Master House needs to provide the Special Court with sufficient evidence to prove that he committed intentional homicide. Firstly, evidence of intentional homicide is difficult to gather, and even if we did, it wouldn't necessarily convince the judge. Secondly, many people in the Spiritual Master House hope that matters related to metaphysics remain secret. The good parts must be kept secret, and the bad parts must be kept secret."
"Because once the existence of a group of people who possess powers that others don't possess is made public, it will definitely cause panic, and the Spiritual Master House will find it difficult to maintain its existence. Therefore, many things cannot be brought to the table."
Lin Zhuyue straightened Shi Can's crooked sun hat.
Sun Kunyao went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and went out with Lin Zhuyue and Shi Can. When they went downstairs, Fu Xingwei's car was waiting in front of the corridor door.
After putting the luggage into the trunk, Shi Can went to the passenger seat, while Lin Zhuyue sat in the back seat with Sun Kunyao.
Along the way, Sun Kunyao kept looking at the photos on her mobile phone.
She took a lot of photos of the twins, some cute, some funny... Qin Sibo wanted to wear his sister's skirt, and Qin Siyuan smeared cake all over the little bear's face... Every one of them is a precious memory.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the Yebei National Security Building.
The special agent who was responsible for intercepting and arresting Chen Junhao came downstairs to greet the spiritual masters, took them in, took the elevator upstairs, and after walking around the building several times, they saw Chen Junhao sitting at the table with handcuffs.
The moment he saw Chen Junhao, Sun Kunyao reached into his pocket and rushed towards him.
Lin Zhuyue reacted quickly and hugged Sun Kunyao.
Sun Kunyao took out a black knife from his pocket.
This is her meat carving knife, which she just bought this year. It is still very sharp. When washing the knife, if your finger touches the blade lightly, it will cut a wound.
Lin Zhuyue hugged her tightly: "Sister Sun!"
"I'm going to kill him! Don't stop me!"
Sun Kunyao shed tears, waved the knife in her hand, and shouted at the top of her lungs,
"Even if he has to go to jail or be sentenced to death, I want him to pay for my son's life!"
When she was riding in the car earlier, she was still calm.
But now, Lin Zhuyue understood that it was not stable at all, but the mother who had lost her child was trying her best to restrain herself from collapsing.
Fu Xingwei reacted immediately and went to help Lin Zhuyue. He grabbed Sun Kunyao's hand, removed the knife from her hand, and worked with Lin Zhuyue and the special forces to drag the hysterical Sun Kunyao out the door.
"Let me go! Let me go..."
Sun Kunyao cried and said,
"Please, let me go..."
How could Lin Zhuyue dare to let go?
"If you go to jail, what will happen to Xiao Siyuan?"
Lin Zhuyue hugged Sun Kunyao's waist tightly,
"I know you're in pain, and I know you hate him, but please think about the people who are still alive. There are some things you absolutely, absolutely cannot do."
Sun Kunyao's struggle gradually stopped.
Lin Zhuyue was still very scared. She confirmed:
"Sister Sun, I'm going to let you go. You have to stay calm and don't rush in, okay?"
After a while, Lin Zhuyue felt Sun Kunyao nodded, and then he carefully let go of her hand.
Killing someone requires a lot of courage. The first time is a great effort, the second is weaker, and the third is exhaustion. After being stopped by Lin Zhuyue, Sun Kunyao lost the courage to pick up the knife again.
She slid down to the ground weakly, closed her eyes, and said in her heart with tears in her eyes:
I'm sorry, Sibo, I'm sorry, Mommy can't do this.
At this moment, Chen Junhao's scream was heard from the house.
"Murder! Help—"
Fu Xingwei rushed in and Lin Zhuyue followed behind.
Shi Can had already picked up the knife that Sun Kunyao had thrown away. He stood behind Chen Junhao, holding Chen Junhao's hair with one hand and holding the knife with the other, with the blade against Chen Junhao's neck. Shi Can's face was expressionless. He lowered his eyes and looked at Chen Junhao as if he were looking at a cockroach.
Fu Xingwei shouted, "Shi Can!"
Shi Can ignored Fu Xingwei, pulled Chen Junhao's hair hard, and asked in a deep voice:
"I know the steps to refine a ghost. How about I cut your carotid artery and refine you into a ghost? I think you're quite evil. After you become a ghost, you must be very powerful, right?"
Chen Junhao was so scared that tears came out.
Shi Can said irritably:
"Why are you crying? You're ruthless when killing people, but you're so scared when you're being killed. You're such a loser."
After saying that, he threw away the knife in his hand, and the hand that was grabbing Chen Junhao's hair changed from pulling to pressing. He pressed Chen Junhao's head and slammed it hard against the table.
After knocking his head once, he pulled Chen Junhao's hair to make him lift his head, and then knocked his head against the table a second time.
Fu Xingwei wanted to pull him away, but stopped. He stood at the door and asked the special agent:
“Is the surveillance here useful?”
The secret service agent took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and said:
"It's not working. The power is out, so I can't capture anything. It's normal for prisoners to hurt themselves when struggling. It's no big deal."
Shi Can stopped only when Chen Junhao's head was bleeding. He picked up the knife that had been thrown on the ground and, as he passed by Lin Zhuyue, he took her hand and walked out.
After walking outside, he handed the knife back to Sun Kunyao.
After Sun Kunyao took the knife, Shi Can went downstairs without looking back.
When Lin Zhuyue found him, he was sitting by the flower bed with a long, thin mint-flavored cigarette in his hand. He took a puff and started coughing.
Lin Zhuyue had seen this smoke before. It was left in the car by Fu Xingwei, and Shi Can took it out at some point.
"If you don't know how to smoke, then don't smoke."
Lin Zhuyue took the cigarette from Shi Can's hand, threw it into the trash can beside him, sat down next to him, and said,
"If you smoke, your mouth will become smelly. Aren't you a mysophobe? Can you stand it?"
Shi Can raised his hand and pinched Lin Zhuyue's face. He moved closer to her in the confusion in her eyes, blew a breath into her nose, and asked:
"Does it stink?"
Lin Zhuyue: "..."
Before Lin Zhuyue could get angry, Shi Can stuffed a whole box of cigarettes into her hands and said:
"If you hate it, I won't smoke. I won't smoke for the rest of my life."
After Shi Can finished smoking, he pinched Lin Zhuyue's face again and stood up to leave. Although he didn't run, his steps were so fast that it seemed like he was running for his life.
“Shi Chan—!”
Lin Zhuyue called him from behind,
"...The trash can is smoking, fire extinguisher, fire extinguisher!"
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