023 Soul inducing spell

The street whose name starts with 'Becky' was like an upside-down comb on the map of the northern district of Porto, the back of the comb was naturally 'Becky Street', and from the back side of the comb to the south, there was the Becky fourth Street, Becky 3rd Street... until Becky Middle Street, Becky East Street... If this entire area was framed, it was the former [Becky District].

[Becky District] The end of the north side was against Massa Bay, which controlled the transportation of north of the Charles River. There was a railway station connecting the city with the outside world in the middle. "Becky" was the first prosperous area in Porto. However, with the expansion of Porto, the city was planned to be the current West, North, and South districts, and the former 'district' name disappeared and became the current street name.

Ryan drove Benjamin's van and did not take a long detour from Betsy Street, but stopped directly at Betsy East Street at the forefront of the comb.

The neon of [Ivy Club] soon caught Ryan's eyes, and several teenagers with red paper cups were leaning against the window to chat. Run, was a smart guy who was buying time for himself in the crowd.

Ryan pushed open the door to the club, and the crowd seemed to be rioting, not because of the vampire's entry, but from the inside.

"Wait! Revenge..." James pushed aside the crowd, just about to catch up with the two people in front, and there was a hand on his shoulder!

"Go away..." James instinctively shook off the hand on his shoulder, but when he turned around, he saw an unexpected face.

James' expression changed several times in a row, "Why are you here?!"

"You stole my question." The vampire Ryan curled his lips, "I remember I told you not to interact with hunters." Ryan looked at the two people who disappeared inside the club and said disappointedly.

Although he didn't want to have the same opinion as Ryan, James replied with anger: "I didn't! He came to me! I'm going to go and watch him! He might want to..."

James tried to chase after the crowd, but was pulled by Ryan again!

"You wouldn't want to go. Trust me, Detective Lance," Ryan added.

"You don't understand!" James shook Ryan's hand away again. "He's going to…"

"I know, I know." Ryan shook his head helplessly, approached James, and whispered in his ear, "Nail the coffin and burn it to nothing. Am I right?"

James opened his mouth in surprise, "So he's right, that kid is..." The conversation between the two had already attracted some attention, James closed his mouth and relaxed a little bit, at least he knew, Revenge was not for murder! Let's add a 'Really?'.

Ryan watched James' mood change, shook his head again, and pulled him: "Follow me." After that, he walked to the stairs of the club.

The two adults were not particularly visible at such a party, because in addition to them there were many well-dressed adults, either college scouts, Ript's teachers, or just custodial parents.

Ryan walked up the stairs, paying attention to the steps under his feet, and stopped at the third step of the second floor. Ryan soon found signs of being pried open on the wooden steps against the corner. Ryan dispersed the teenagers who were leaning against the wall chatting, crouched under James' cover, and pushed aside the planks of the stairs. Ryan took out a bunch of crumpled oil-paper packets and stuffed them into his pockets.

"What's this?" James frowned, watching Ryan's movements, but he didn't think the vampire was doing anything legal.

"You want to know?" Ryan stood up, leaned forward against the stair railing, and looked down to the first floor. Laura walked out from the inside with a look of anger, pushed aside the boys and girls who were blocking the way, and rushed out of the club.

"Get out of here first," Ryan said to James with a smile on his face.

James hesitated for a while, then followed Ryan away from the party and temporarily returned to Benjamin's van. James was a little surprised that the driver was not Benjamin, so he sat in the passenger seat very 'consciously'.

"Where's Benjamin?"

"Sleep." Ryan started the car.

James looked alertly at the direction of travel, it was going to Lister Street, the direction of his house, he was relieved, and asked casually, "Is it so early?"

"Oh? Did Detective Lance forget that we've known each other for a month?" Ryan chuckled, with a special meaning.

"Oh." James understood.

James had been in this dirty van many times, and as he got to know Anderson, he gradually realized that it wasn't Benjamin's laziness, it was intentional. The mirrors, and the windows, were all covered in mud to make sure no one expects them to print reflections, and even the mirrors inside the car were broken!

James didn't forget his initial question, "What are you doing here? And what is that paper bag you took out?"

Ryan still avoided the first question, "You mean this?" He took the steering wheel with one hand, took the package out of his pocket, and threw it to James with a weird smile on his face: "This is The 'despair' of a soul."

James, who was about to open the paper bag, stopped his hand and stared at the thing lying on his lap, not knowing what to do.

"Don't be afraid, open it and see." Ryan encouraged James with a smile.

James hesitated for a moment, then began to reach for the paper bag. The paper bag had two layers, the inner layer of paper had writing written on it, and wrapped in it was a small bundle of tied hair, a somewhat wet seed-like thing.

"What's this?" James asked.

"Don't you understand the Indian script? Read it." The vampire was enticed.

James put the hair and seeds in the outer paper bag, picked up the oil paper, and read under the lights outside the car: "Run, Revenge is coming." James frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Uh." The vampire was amused. "That's a name, Detective Lance, an Indian's name! Have some common sense, okay?"

James' face turned slightly red, and he raised the oil paper again.

"'Run, here comes the Revenge. Your father and I can't protect you anymore, he burned your body. Run away, my son! I'm so glad you got a new body. Yes, we've been watching you, we hope you have a new life. I know you have countless questions, but there is no time to answer...'"

James' face was a little gloomy, and he looked at Ryan who was driving seriously. He still didn't know how the vampire was involved.

"'Run, you're not like your brother. He's completely consumed by hatred, and he won't understand who you are now. So run away, my son! I hope you'll never have to use this lead I've prepared for you. Soul grass seeds...'"

James' mood was a little complicated. He looked at the vampire: "So what exactly is this Run?"

"Earthbound spirit." Ryan replied, "You know that in Indian funerals, there is a custom of filling coffins with spirit grass."

"I know so that the dead can find their way back." James frowned, is this true?!

"Answer the question in your mind." Ryan smiled: "That's fake. Soul-inducing grass is only useful in the hands of wizards, and they can use it to summon the undead. Of course, there are also unexpected times."

"What do you mean?" James asked, hating Ryan's way of steering the conversation -- half-speaking.

"Didn't you investigate 'Revenge'? What happened to his brother?" Ryan asked.

James twitched the corners of his mouth and recalled: "The investigation said that he drank some herbal tea, and then died suddenly on the eve of the game."

"Well, this is an accident." Ryan turned his head sideways and said casually: "Soul grass attracts souls. If you are still alive and eat it by mistake, that thing will be fatal. You will become an earthbound spirit and will be forever Bound in the land of death."

With a frown, James picked up the paper bag with the seeds of the soul grass on his leg, threw it into the front window of the car, and continued to read the words on the oiled paper.

"'I have cast a spell on the seed to and preserved a strand of hair, a drop of blood...'"

James' face turned gloomy, these things really made him feel uncomfortable. The text ended here, he turned over the oiled paper, and there was a line of words on the back.

"'&*(…&%…%*￥￥#'"

James finished reading this meaningless sentence in confusion, "What?"

"It's a spell, Detective Lance, a soul-inducing spell." The vampire smiled. "Look, the spell worked."

"what..."

James shakes off the oil paper that suddenly burns!

"What did you make me do!" James' face was full of horror! The flames instantly wrapped the whole piece of paper and turned to ashes in an instant. Ryan stretched out his hand and rolled down the passenger's window, and the black-gray ashes rolled out under the airflow!

"Don't make a fuss, Detective Lance!" The vampire's light green eyes curled up: "You just saved a soul, be happy, James Lance, say hello to Run!"

"What!" James was on the co-pilot, slapping the ashes that flew upside down on himself, "What did you say?!"

"You!" An unfamiliar voice came from the back seat of the van. "I saw you with Revenge! I didn't know murderers could be detectives now!"

"Don't say that, Run." Ryan turned his head and looked at the 'man' in the back seat: "He saved your soul, you should thank him!"

A burst of coolness spread from the back of James' neck to his whole body! He turned his head mechanically.

Like burning paper, the boy in the back seat was covered with hollow holes! There were red irregular halos around the void, like burnt white paper! But these cavities were slowly closing, restoring a complete, translucent body of a teenager wearing a quarterback jacket!

There were illusory sparks fluttering in the back seat, slowly gathering on the boy's body, the boy's face was constantly recovering and clear!

"Connor!" James stared at the face.

"No, Connor is dead! He was caught, bound, and stuffed into the trunk of the car! Dragged to an unknown basement and then doused with gasoline on his body, No one came to save him, so he was burned to ashes!" Run approached James who was staring at him in horror, "And you, you didn't stop him! You, the murderer!"

Ryan stopped the car. This was the back street of Liszt. "Detective Lance, we're home! I wish you a good dream!"