Uhe case with Chef Tang, Marcus told his colleagues everything he could about what he and Gloria went through - minus the intimacy part. This included what the Lady in White told them while they were ihe old ruins.
“Holy shit - this is - this is crazy.” Kevin started pag around the room: “So we were right - there’s something special about electricity. They ward off un entities - ghosts and curses. In fact these - the leaders of the traffickers are actively hiding inside of buildings of power panies, where they are basically surrounded by electricity.”
“Yes - but it’s not the same case anywhere, right? South-Eastern District still see spirits and paranormal entities regurly.” Elvin raised his hand and asked.
“That’s because of that giant campaign to push for the electric grid and other infrastructure upgrade and rept decades ago.” Kevin cpped his hands then groaned: “Ugh! I ot remember what timeli was, but it makes perfect seo us right now - the ‘new’ and ‘innovative’ electrical systems employed did not really tribute anything to the users of electricity or the electripanies’ power efficy. But what it did tribute to was how the Northern and South-Western Districts almost never saw paranormal is.”
“ - or they CLAIMED to never see paranormal is.” Keryn shrugged.
“Yes. Or cimed - but it is reasoo assume that the number is low enough for the general message to stick.” Kevin Keryn: “And it is the reason why, ever sihe two districts started to have more frequent outages, is and evehs of entire families from paranormal presehe Lings, for example.”
“And Benson, Carl Benson.” Marodded: “He smmed right into aric substation, cutting off the power temporarily, and got stuffed into the engine space.”
“But that - wouldn’t that meay just o install this kind of grid everywhere?” Mick frowned: “I mean - if the South-Eastern District could implement this as well, and we have more backups - ”
“Except it wouldn’t work, not long term anyways. For ohe infrastructure is losing its suppressing power, and that’s why even with them ihese people still o do those sacrificial rituals to keep the curse in check.” Marcus sighed: “And - from what I get from the dy’s ahe inal campaign pusher did not actually achieve what he wao - his pn did not plete, and it is very likely not perfect. The same thing with the ritual these traffickers are doing. In fact, something’s been more and more wrong as time goes by.”
“So - did the Lady in White tell you what the proper ways to - to duct the rituals are?” Mick asked, somewhat ed and scared that he would get judged for the question. His worries were real, as both Kevin and Keryn stared at him before he could even finish. “I’m - I’m just asking, guys. I’m not - ”
“Nonono, I uand, Mick. I’d ask the same question as well.” Marodded and sat down on the ground, Kevin passed him a cup of tea with the tea bag still in, he accepted and took a sip: “She said - basically, the ritual o be done - indiscriminately.”
“Meaning - ?” Keryn, Mid Elvin asked the same question.
“Well, I - ” Marcus drank up almost all of the tea in his cup: “When I was hiding with Gloria, she mentiohis thing that caught my attention: that the transpnt unity in the Northern District - basically just people who moved there, and haven’t yet established es and roots, they are seeing more of these - these kidnappings and abdus. Hell, some of them even escaped back to the South-Eastern District to get shelter and prote.”
The implication behind this answer shocked everyone else in the room into silence. Only heavy breathing and steps of some of them pag be heard in this room. No one said a thing for a short while.
After around five grueling minutes, Marcus wao say something, but before he could eve out a word, someone knocked on the door.
“What the fuck!?” Kevin and Mick jumped from the surprise, while Keryn rushed to the side of the door and looked out from a thie sided window.
“It’s - uh, it’s a guy.” Keryn frowned: “I ’t see what he’s like - he’s in - in the blind spot.”
“I’m sorry for doubting your ability, Marcus. But -” Kevin asked with a lowered voice: “Who - who followed you? ”
“I’m pretty sure no one is.” Marcus frowned: “We took a taxi, I watched for all the signs of being followed. We got off a few blocks away from here, we walked the rest of the way.”
The person outside of the door knocked again.
“Maybe it’s a delivery person?” Mick asked, as he tried to look outside through the other one sided window: “Shit, I ’t see him clearly either, some kind of tree branch is blog the way!”
The person outside the door knocked again, before kneeling down and slipping a small piece of paper through the tiny gap uhe door.
“This door is not air-tight.” Keryn shook her head: “I guess it’s a relief - sidering that we might be locked in here for a while.”
The piece of paper poked out by a small er from uhe door. Marcus rushed over. With Qi trated on his fingers, he pulled it up.
“Open the door. I don’t want trouble - Luo Zhuge” This paper read.
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