Chapter 33: How About We Call the Police

I suddenly remembered that the white mist should be Cancer.

But how could we see it at this time?

"What's going on?" Ronald saw me staring at the sky and couldn't help but ask.

What kind of treasure was the Cancer Twin-Eared Cup?

Right now, we should find Maria first.

"Ronald, let's find your wife first. She shouldn't have gone out," I suggested.

Ronald nodded and started checking the other rooms.

I stood there, looking around the big, empty living room.

"Who's there? Maria?" Ronald suddenly shouted from the master bedroom. I rushed over, but it was just Ronald in the room.

"Where is she?" I asked.

"I don't know, I saw a shadow run past me."

Just as we were about to leave, we heard a strange noise from the living room and stopped in our tracks simultaneously.

A few moments later, we heard a faint sound of a woman crying.

Both of us were spooked. I glanced at Ronald, his sweat already visible, and he nodded, confirming that the voice belonged to Maria.

I swallowed hard and carefully pulled Ronald towards the living room.

In the dimness, the blend of the torrential rain outside and the intermittent weeping within created a truly chilling atmosphere.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out my Sunstrike, just in case.

We walked out of the bedroom, turned a corner, and the living room came into view.

But it was still an empty darkness, Maria wasn't there at all.

And the crying stopped as we entered the living room.

"Where is she?" I was drenched in cold sweat. If it weren't for Ronald, I would have bolted by now.

"Ronald, call out to Maria and see if she responds. We..."

Before I could finish, a voice suddenly said, "Dennis, are you looking for me?"

"Ronald, why would I be looking for you, I..."

Halfway through my sentence, I stopped abruptly—the voice behind me wasn't Ronald's, it was Maria's!

Before I could react, Maria behind me started crying.

The sound was so near, so intimate, that I could almost feel her breath on the nape of my neck!

I couldn't hold it in any longer. I screamed and took two steps forward, turning around with my Sunstrike raised in front of me!

"Dennis, what's wrong with you?" The person behind me was still Ronald.

I was panting heavily, my clothes soaked with sweat.

At this moment, I somewhat understood why Lorenzo quit this job. My career had just started, and I already wanted to quit!

I couldn't find my voice for a moment. As I listened intently, the crying had ceased.

After catching my breath, I gazed up at Ronald. In the darkness, I saw him standing three feet in front of me, his gaze fixed in one direction, unmoving.

"Ronald?" I called out to him, but he didn't respond, just pointed.

I looked in the direction he was pointing—it was the TV in the living room.

From where I stood, I couldn't see the TV clearly.

I walked over to Ronald and turned to look at the TV from his perspective.

What I witnessed nearly froze my heart!

In the pitch-black screen, a faint figure appeared.

The person had their back to us, gently combing their hair with both hands.

From the back and the clothes, it was undoubtedly Maria.

I held my Sunstrike, now almost certain that we were under the influence of another Malifact.

But last time I was at Ronald's house, I didn't find any other Malifact besides the Cancer Cup.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the Maria in the TV disappeared with it.

"Dennis, should we call the police?"

I almost fainted. "Ronald, you are the police chief."

As soon as I finished speaking, a loud wailing erupted. We both shivered and instinctively looked towards the sound!

Maria's figure reappeared on the TV.

But this time, she was facing us, holding her head and crying bitterly.

"Maria, what's wrong with you?"

Ronald couldn't bear to see his wife crying like this and couldn't help but ask.

"I don't want this either, I don't want it." Maria looked very painful.

In that chilling moment, the Sunstrike in my hand trembled. Swiftly, I aimed it at the TV, and the top star among the seven flashed ominously. The Maria within the TV vanished into thin air, leaving behind an eerie silence!

The heavy rain outside gradually stopped.

It seemed like everything had calmed down.

But Maria was still missing.

At this moment, I also wanted to say, let's call the police.