Bang, bang—

Crack, Crack!

He ran to the corner and turned around and fired several shots at the deadly missing person.

Accompanied by a crackling sound, Agent Zhou looked down at the pistol shot, and his silent expression changed a little.

"Damn it!"

He whispered a low voice, and the missing person who rushed in front of him raised his fist and greeted him without hesitation.

...

On the other side, there was cover from Agent Zhou.

Amanda finally arrived at the window of the wooden house. She looked at the position of the window and looked back at Spike's direction, gritted her teeth and ran into the window glass.

Just the moment Amanda hit the glass, on the stage, Jamie, who had been singing nursery rhymes with Spike, twisted her neck and turned 180 degrees to look behind her back, aiming at Amanda's direction, opened her mouth and twisted her fingers into a ball, shaking wildly.

“…Meeny…”

But at this moment, Spike in front of him once again reached out and pointed his finger at him.

At this moment, Spike's entire arm was already covered with wooden texture, and ball-like connections began to appear on the joints of his fingers, but the expression on his face still had that confident smile. He looked at the restless James in front of him and signaled that the other party would continue the unfinished "game".

...

Crackling!

Accompanied by a series of sounds, the glass of the wooden house was smashed.

Bang!

Amanda broke through the window and fell heavily on the grass outside the wooden house. The sharp glass slag cut her clothes and left blood marks on her body.

Amanda swayed her head and made a lot of glass slags up from the ground. The violent impact made her brain a little confused.

Turning her head and looking at the broken window of the wooden house behind her, she seemed to see a black shadow flashing through the window position, and she stretched out her arms to grab her.

At this moment, the silver-white necklace suddenly flashed with a faint light.

...

"Mom, where are you?"

"Mother?"

In the middle of the night, the little girl opened her eyes and looked at the empty seat beside the bed, and couldn't help but shout.

She rubbed her eyes, came out of the bedroom, and kept calling out to her mother.

He came to the living room shouting and shouting all the way. The girl saw that the mother she was looking for was sitting in the living room.

Covering his mouth and tremblingly hung up the phone in his hand.

"Mother?"

"What's wrong, why are you crying?"

Looking at the tears flowing from the eyes at present, the girl asked with a confused look on her face.

Hearing his daughter's cry, the mother quickly reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and stepped forward to hug her daughter with a ignorant expression.

“Amanda…”

...

Dingling!

The constant rapid ringing sounds in his ears made Amanda open his eyes.

Looking up at the broken window of the wooden house, it was empty as if everything she had just seen was just her illusion.

He reached out and took out the phone from his pocket. Amanda looked at the incoming call name displayed on the screen and answered the phone.

"Boss..."

Immediately afterwards, Angela's familiar voice sounded from the other end of the phone.

"Before Spike's operation, I asked me to investigate Mary Xiao's information and found that the horrible nursery rhymes circulating on the Internet were not true at all. Mary Xiao was not dead in reality. She was hospitalized twenty years ago due to an accident of gas poisoning and was later transferred to a nursing home for childbirth. According to recent data, Mary Xiao was hospitalized because of a cold this year. These information were clearly recorded in the nursing home information archives. In other words, the soul-summoning ceremony in the video was not Mary Xiao's soul at all..."

The information Angela brought was obviously beyond Amanda's expectations.

While listening to the phone, Angela's report turned around and looked at the wooden house behind her where gunfire sounds were heard from time to time.

If all the information Angela found is true, then who is BSI facing at this moment?

But, obviously, it is not the time to think about this issue.

After hurriedly hung up Angela's phone, Amanda held her scarred body and swept across the gloomy and dilapidated yard in front of her.

Soon his eyes fell on the dead trees in the middle of the yard.

"Things under the tree."

He murmured and repeated what Spike had said to himself.

Amanda staggered to the dead tree, regardless of his injuries, and reached out to dig under the tree and started to rush.

Under the tree, Amanda digs hard regardless of her bloody fingers, but the result is a drop in the bucket.

After realizing that the soil that her hands could dig was limited, she immediately found a decaying wooden board from nearby and digged it at the location under the tree.

Click!

However, accompanied by a crisp sound of shattering.

The decaying wooden board in her hand could not bear the force on her hand and broke in response to the sound.

As time became more and more urgent, the delay of his own could put BSI, Spike and others in the wooden house in a crisis without a second.

But Amanda had no choice. She vaguely felt that this should not be done, but the thoughts and memories in her mind were extremely confused and she could not think of any useful method for the moment.

"Sir?"

At this moment, a questioning sounded from behind.

Amanda looked back and saw the New York City police who were acting with BSI, tentatively making inquiries.

“Is there any place to need our help?”

They followed Amanda's orders and waited silently outside since they arrived at the wooden house.

However, the continuous shooting sounds from the direction of the wooden house caused them torment, until they saw Amanda breaking through the window glass from the wooden house, and coming to the tree and starting to dig something, and finally unable to continue to execute the waiting order.

Looking at these New York City policemen, Amanda's originally chaotic thoughts suddenly woke up again.

She grew more and more, and returned to her decisive appearance, covering the wound on her body and said, "Of course, it's the time for you to come."

With the assistance of these New York City police, Amanda's originally futile actions finally made progress.

As everyone was digging, pits one by one appeared in Amanda's eyes soon after.

As the excavation continued, when a digging pit by the tree reached a depth of about one meter, the iron railing removed from one of the New York policemen touched a hard object, making a "watch" sound.

At first, the policeman who dug up the hard object thought it was another stone this time.

However, after the limit was inserted around, the New York police dug it and realized that what they dug this time was obviously not as simple as a stone.

“Some discoveries!”

Amid his shouts, everyone around gathered over. Under Amanda's gaze, they pushed apart the floating soil on the surface, and a black cloth bag appeared. Seeing the bag appearing, although they were not sure what it was inside, the police around them still tried hard to dig and finally dug the soil around the bag.

Then they looked at each other, and finally Amanda stepped forward and pulled the bag away.

When I opened the bag, accompanied by a stinking smell, the deformed corpse that appeared inside was a decayed body that had long been rotten and could not be seen. A rough and broken puppet lay quietly beside the rotten body.
Chapter completed!