After hearing Zhang Tong's shouts, Mr. Wu and Zhao Wende, who had persisted until now, ran out almost immediately.
At the same time, they did not forget Zhang Tong's instructions. They closed the warehouse door as soon as they came out and cut off the power supply to the entire factory!
The entrance and exit doors were blocked with glue, and the only exit could not be opened due to a power outage.
Zhang Tong breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the rolling shutter door slowly close, locking all the bugs and the weird snails inside the factory.
"Brother Tong, what should we do next?"
As the door was completely sealed, Zhao Wende seemed to have lost all strength and collapsed directly on the ground.
He looked at Zhang Tong who was all wet, and habitually wanted to follow Zhang Tong's lead.
Zhang Tong rolled his eyes and threw the hammer in his hand:
"What else can we do? Call the police."
"Call the police? So many people have died, you want me to call the police?"
Zhang Tong had just finished speaking. Mr. Wu didn't know where he got the strength to speak, almost at the top of his voice.
Zhang Tong shrugged, with a mysterious expression on his face:
"Don't worry, the authorities know much more than you think. This kind of supernatural death case will not involve you."
What?
Mr. Wu and Zhao Wende were stunned at the same time. They could not have imagined that the official would know about such a strange thing.
However, after looking at Zhang Tong's young but extremely mysterious face, the two of them still chose to believe Zhang Tong's statement.
For most of the night, their outlook on life was completely shattered!
Not only those weird bugs, but Zhang Tong in front of him also used a lot of mysterious methods that cannot be explained by science.
Seeing the two people hesitating to speak, Zhang Tong's expression suddenly straightened up, and his spiritual power faintly surrounded the two of them, and an invisible pressure suddenly enveloped them.
"Call the police, but I don't want you and the police to reveal my existence."
"The reason... I won't explain it to you. I believe you can understand it, right, Wende?"
Amidst the invisible pressure, Zhang Tong seemed to have transformed into a savage beast, leaving the two of them unable to raise the slightest bit of resistance.
He thought of the superheroes in the comics, so he nodded firmly and looked at Zhang Tong with twinkling eyes:
"Brother Tong, don't worry, I will definitely not tell anything about you."
Ignoring Zhao Wende, a young man who had just graduated from vocational high school, Zhang Tong looked at Mr. Wu. In his opinion, the attitude of this strong woman was the most critical.
Feeling Zhang Tong's gaze, a smile appeared on Mr. Wu's embarrassed but charming face, and he looked at Zhang Tong without giving up:
"Don't worry, I won't talk too much."
"If the police ask, I will find a way to smooth things over, but I promise not to mention you."
"By the way, the mobile phone number you left when you joined the company...is it your regular number?"
Hearing this, Zhang Tong did not directly answer Mr. Wu's question. Instead, he looked at Mr. Wu with approval and said from the bottom of his heart:
"I have to say, you rich people are smarter than the other."
Zhao Wende did not understand the inexplicable words. He was still immersed in the world of superheroes.
However, Mr. Wu's eyes lit up and he had guessed a lot of useful information from Zhang Tong's words.
At this moment, Mr. Wu suddenly noticed that the smile on Zhang Tong's face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by an ashen face.
Following Zhang Tong's gaze, Mr. Wu subconsciously turned around and saw a snail crawling toward him along the wall on the unloading platform.
Snails are just ordinary snails, nothing strange about them.
But Zhang Tong's gaze when he looked at the snail was unprecedentedly solemn, and there was even a trace of imperceptible fear.
Just now, he saw with his own eyes the snail passed through the rolling shutter door and crawled straight towards him.
At the same time, the creeping fear instantly enveloped him.
Death is gradually approaching!
"It's so evil..."
Zhang Tong muttered with an ugly face, then he looked at Mr. Wu and Zhao Wende, and said hurriedly:
"Remember your promise and never expose my information."
After saying that, Zhang Tong turned around and left without any hesitation, limping and disappearing into the night.
No one noticed that the snail was always moving straight in the direction of Zhang Tong...
"Auntie, I'm a little scared..."
Zhang Tong, who had thick legs, left in such a hurry. When the cold wind of early autumn blew, Zhao Wende felt a chill for no reason.
Looking around, he felt that the factory he was familiar with was now more sinister than ever before.
In the shadows of the whirling trees, there seemed to be strange human heads, looking at me expressionlessly.
In fear, Zhao Wende couldn't help but look at his aunt nervously.
Mr. Wu also seemed a little scared. She looked around nervously, and then hurriedly walked towards the factory gate:
"Let's get out of here first. Wende, please follow Auntie closely. Auntie will call the police first."
As he spoke, Mr. Wu quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed the three-digit phone number immediately.
"Hi, hello."
"I am Wu Qian, the general manager of Mingyang Tongqu Toys Factory."
"That's it... someone died in our factory just now..."
"Well, you heard me right, I won't joke about this kind of thing."
"The murderer? Well... you may not believe it. The murderer is not a human being. I hope you can come over as soon as possible to check the situation."
When I walked to the factory gate, the phone just hung up.
Looking at the door of the factory that had been opened by Zhang Tong, the fear that Mr. Wu had been suppressing finally surrounded her belatedly.
Her feet were weak, and Mr. Wu panicked. She quickly said to Zhao Wende:
"Wende, help Auntie go to the reception room to rest for a while. The police should be here soon."
"Ah...Okay, okay!"
Zhao Wende quickly helped Mr. Wu to sit down in the reception room.
In the communication room, the two people belatedly recalled the horrific experience tonight, their faces pale.
After a while, the red and blue lights flashed, and a police car stopped steadily at the entrance of Tongqu Toy Factory.
"Um?"
"Sure enough, there is a breath of the spirit world remaining. It seems that something weird really happened here."
Wearing casual clothes, Wang Xinyao looked solemn, took out a triangular talisman from her pocket and handed it to Xiang Youming.
Xiang Youming took the talisman with ease and looked at the factory building, but he couldn't tell anything about it.
Compared with a month ago, Xiang Youming's energy and spirit are completely different. The most intuitive manifestation is that his body is obviously much stronger.