The dormitory at midnight was so quiet it was almost terrifying. Wen Wen walked down the corridor, his footsteps echoing.
The entrance to the second floor was locked with an iron door, and the entire hallway was pitch black, without even a light turned on.
Since the last incident, the second floor had been sealed off, no longer occupied, and it was unlikely to be reopened until the issue was fully resolved.
Wen Wen sat at the entrance to the second floor for a while, then switched the Calamity-0001 to his bracelet and regained the vampire's strength and speed.
This bracelet, each time it switched abilities, required about ten minutes of cooldown, so Wen Wen had to prepare in advance before starting officially.
Afterward, Wen Wen took out two small iron bars and fiddled with the lock's core, muttering to himself while he poked and prodded.
"In horror movies, those who insist on entering such scenes hardly survive half an episode."
After he spoke, the lock emitted a crisp sound, and it was unlocked.
It's normal for a detective to know some tricks to slippery doors and picking locks.
"I should charge the principal for exorcism fees. After I handle this, the school will have one less safety hazard... Well, let's consider this a charitable action this time."
After unlocking it, Wen Wen took a watermelon knife out of his backpack and walked into the dark corridor.
This watermelon knife was a weapon he had collected during a previous case, where the criminal had injured many people with it—it was a dangerous weapon.
According to folklore, ghosts fear knives with a strong murderous aura, so Wen Wen brought this knife specifically.
In the dark corridor, Wen Wen easily found room 225, where Pan Dapeng and his friends had previously lived.
Vampires have excellent night vision, so he could move freely here without a light.
Upon opening the door, Wen Wen felt a cold breath flooding toward him, causing him involuntarily to cover his nose. The presence of this breath was too strong!
He didn't know if his heightened senses were due to his Vampire Constitution, or if the ghosts inside were truly that powerful.
"Hmm... It's actually quite comfortable."
Instead of scaring Wen Wen, the sudden cold breath almost made him moan. For him, with a Vampire Constitution, this environment was even more comfortable than a sauna.
However comfortable he felt, he couldn't afford to be careless. Catching ghosts was a first for Wen Wen.
He opened his backpack and took out the items he had prepared beforehand one by one, arranging them on the floor.
First, he smeared some Cow's Tears on his eyelids, then carefully took out a small spray bottle filled with fresh Boy's Urine, and finally scattered some Table Salt at the door and on himself.
Inside the door, a transparent ghost watched Wen Wen busily preparing, feeling somewhat afraid.
It was like a child home alone, peering through a door viewer at an adult outside holding a weapon, ready to break in at any moment.
With Wen Wen's actions, the roles between human and ghost had reversed.
The ghost in life was named Qin Shuang, who had aimlessly wandered without purpose for three years after death, in a daze.
A while ago, as he aimlessly moved near the school, he suddenly overheard Pan Dapeng and several others mockingly discussing his story, which snapped him out of his previous state.
It took him a few days to truly appear in this dorm room, choosing the thickest part of the night to attack Pan Dapeng and others.
At that time, his strength wasn't great, which is why Pan Dapeng and the others survived.
But now, Qin Shuang was much stronger than before, and after successfully injuring people, he had transformed from a slightly stronger ghost to an evil spirit.
But even Wen Wen, who was transforming into an evil spirit, couldn't suppress a certain fear when he looked at Qin Shuang.
The ghost's intuition allowed him to sense that Wen Wen was different from ordinary humans, and deep within Wen Wen's body, there lurked an extremely evil aura that chilled Qin Shuang to the core of his soul!
Once everything was ready, Wen Wen held a knife in his left hand and a urine pot in his right, and strode into the dormitory, spotting Qin Shuang's ghostly figure at first glance.
"Cow's Tears seem to really work..."
Qin Shuang was about the same age as Pan Dapeng and the others, his spirit was covered with a thin layer of frost, and there were many stitched marks on his body, which seemed to confirm he had indeed been dismembered before his death.
"I can see you; won't you talk with me?" Wen Wen toyed with a watermelon knife imbued with deadly Qi, slowly approaching Qin Shuang.
Qin Shuang remained silent, just watching Wen Wen. He had been a ghost for several years and no longer communicated much with people.
Moreover, he was actually attacking now. The temperature inside the dormitory was even lower than inside a refrigerator, which would quickly freeze a normal person, rendering them unable to resist.
However, Wen Wen didn't feel uncomfortable. Vampires naturally preferred cold environments. In fact, some vampire families even liked to domesticate ghosts in castles to create a comfortable living environment.
Realizing that this little ghost didn't welcome him, Wen Wen could only chuckle a few times and then showed a gentle smile, saying,
"Actually, I'm here to save you. I know ghosts like you usually have unspeakable issues. Talk to me; let me help you."
Qin Shuang raised his eyebrows. Although he wouldn't let this human go, he still wanted to vent to him, letting him know the injustice he suffered.
"I..."
Just as he started speaking, he saw a flash of bright knife light chopping down at him!
The one stroke was not enough; Wen Wen waved his arm, creating afterimages and chopped until Qin Shuang's ghostly figure became blurry...
Yes, Wen Wen was still hacking away, not at a person, but at a ghost.
Wen Wen really wasn't in the mood to solve the ghost's problems; he just wanted to capture a monster, whether the ghost was happy or aggrieved did not concern him.
He already considered Qin Shuang as his own property.
After a while of chopping, Wen Wen stopped, and Qin Shuang's ghostly figure condensed again, looking at Wen Wen with an even colder gaze, and due to anger, he was even stronger than before!
Wen Wen's mouth twitched and then he simply threw the watermelon knife on the ground, his eyes curving into an arc, obsequiously saying to Qin Shuang.
"As expected, most of the folk tales are unreliable. Is it too late to have a proper conversation now?"
"You! Die!"
Qin Shuang shrieked, making Wen Wen a bit dizzy, then turned into a black mist, charging directly into Wen Wen's body.
He didn't plan to compete for control of Wen Wen's body; as an underdeveloped evil spirit, Qin Shuang lacked the ability to possess others at such an advanced level.
He just wanted to freeze Wen Wen from the inside!
But he only lingered inside Wen Wen's body for a moment before being expelled, looking at Wen Wen with a shocked expression.
Inside Wen Wen's body, he felt an indescribable fear, as if he had been targeted by a massive malicious force!
Still in shock, Qin Shuang was sprayed with a foul-smelling liquid, staring blankly at the fluid on him, somewhat at a loss.
"Hmm... Boy's Urine doesn't have the expected lethal effect on ghosts, but it's truly amazing it can touch them."