Bau Kham asked, meaning he wanted to use his power to help the new chicken quickly finish the job because during this time Linh stopped doing artistic activities and his money was exhausted.
_ No, I can solve this problem myself.
Linh replied, the other end of the line hummed a few words and then hung up. Putting the phone in her bag, she went to the refrigerator and took out a loaf of bread and two eggs to make herself a snack before going downstairs to catch a taxi straight to the "chuan chi" tea room. .
Singing art activities only take place in the evening at this place, so there are not many guests around at this time. Afterwards, a few people recognized the emerging singer and immediately came to ask for an autograph, including Lam, a waitress manager who was also quite close to Linh. He walked towards her and said jokingly.
_ Well, what wind brings famous people back to this tea room?
After saying that, he even held out his notebook as if he wanted to ask for an autograph in a half-joking, half-serious way.
_ Stop joking, I'm here now because I have something to ask for your help.
_ What ?
Lam asked, Linh glanced around. Just to be sure, she pulled this manager over to a corner.
_ Have you seen the old beggar hanging around here these days?
_ Which beggar?
Lam asked and suddenly he exclaimed.
_ Is this old man hated by the whole tea room?
_ That's right ?
Linh nodded slightly in response. After hearing this, Lam couldn't help but roll her eyes and said:
_ Oh my god, don't tell me you've encountered that thing?
_ what?
Linh asked again in surprise.
_ Maybe I saw a ghost or something, when Mrs. Phung was about to disappear.
Speaking of this, Lam shivered slightly, remembering the signs of psychological instability that happened to that singer a few days before those fateful days.
_ do you know? Back then, Ms. Phung kept telling everyone that every time I fell asleep, I would see a dark shadow standing at the foot of the bed, wanting to peel my skin off. At first, everyone in the tea room thought she had a mental problem until that evening when she mysteriously disappeared. Then the beggar also disappeared, which made me piece together the story and guess that the old beggar was involved in this case. There's just no evidence so I have to give up.
At this point, Lam turned his eyes to look through the glass door as if afraid of someone peeking inside. Then he continued:
_ but since that old man appeared, she repeated exactly what Ms. Phung went through. The only difference is that this time after giving money to that beggar, her career as a singer improved many times more than hers. As for meeting strange things like Ms. Phung or not, only she knows
_ Have.
Linh nodded slightly and told her about seeing a ghost last night. Of course, she hid the detail that the ghost looked very similar to Loan. After hearing this, Lam once again felt cold in the back of his neck. After a few seconds, his mind was able to change gears. I've been thinking about it for a while but still no results.
_ Did Ms. Phung leave any traces before she disappeared?
Linh asked, Lam thought for a few seconds then replied:
_ Well, she left a photo taken with these tea room singers. I still keep that photo, if needed, I'll take it for you to see.
Linh nodded slightly, Lam quickly went back to his office to find the photo and give it to her. On that photo were six people, including Lam, Mr. Khang and two singers she was very familiar with, Loan and Lan. The last person in the photo made her shiver, almost dropping the photo to the ground.
_ this person.
Linh exclaimed softly because the strange figure she saw yesterday in the bathroom was... is.
_ This is Ms. Phung.
Lam said, then he added that Ms. Phung and Loan were cousins so they had very similar features. It's just that in the family there was a big conflict from the previous generation, so from childhood to adulthood, the two of them rarely recognized each other. Even when Ms. Phung first disappeared, her family believed that Loan was the mastermind behind this incident. However, those speculations were completely unfounded, so the incident gradually sank into oblivion.
_ I don't know if the police have found any information about Ms. Phung yet. It's hard to think about it. Just after two years of being missing, my younger sister was crushed under a truck.
Lam said while Linh remained silent because of the chaos of thoughts in her head. She doesn't know why Phung's ghost came to her, and will her future be the same as that singer?
_ There is no answer if we cannot find a way to pry open that old beggar's mouth.
Lam said, at this time, Linh began to feel that Mr. Tong was not as good a person as she had thought. Up to now, the old man's words at the riverbank on the night of Loan's accident, "I need your body," still cannot make Linh guess.
What does Mr. Tong really need? Actually, it was not a physical relationship in exchange for unimaginable so-called fame as she mistakenly thought when she first heard that old beggar say it.
“Ms. Phung… missing… ghost… body..”
Those words kept running through her brain, regularly like a series of pre-programmed symbols. Enough to make her take a few steps back and utter something expressing fear when she realized she would definitely be Mr. Tong's next victim. But Linh did not do so, the moment she realized what the old beggar's request was. I don't understand why she can be so strangely calm. She knew that if she didn't calculate her moves now, in a few days her body would definitely be missing a certain part, such as a heart or anything that could be cut open to sell to the people. black market organ dealer.
What made Linh find it difficult was the fact that the old man was a very strange person. And she herself doesn't have any magical talent, will she have enough ability to deal with him when she encounters him?
Linh kept thinking, then silently consoled herself and left the tea room. Sitting in the taxi, she just focused on her phone to look up all the websites hoping to find a way to prevent this. Afterwards, Google or other search sites only gave Linh information about a few useless videos, or videos staged with extremely bad effects.
While she was still confused with the thoughts in her head, she heard a very familiar voice in her ear.
_ You can't escape what you owe me.
_ grandfather….
Linh was speechless and could only utter a few sentences with wide eyes when she recognized Old Tong's old face in the rearview mirror inside the car.
_ I have given you too much money and fame, now are you going to hide and not fulfill your promise to me?
The old man became angry, his whole body almost turned 180 degrees and leaned straight towards Linh, letting the taxi freely move forward.
_ can't resist me, you can't.
Old Tong growled in a hoarse voice, with each impossible sentence his mouth opened a little wider. Until it opened all the way to its ears, revealing sharp, jagged teeth. From inside her mouth, black fluid kept pouring out and falling straight onto her dress, making Linh so scared that she stiffened. She wanted to smash the door and rush out, but her whole body was like a block of hard concrete that couldn't move. The only thing she could do right now was open her eyes and watch the red tongue sticking out from inside that monstrous mouth that looked like a deep black hole, touching her skin and slowly licking.
_ smooth white, hahahaha it's time to harvest our fruits.
Old Tong, or more precisely, the demon present in front of Linh laughed cheerfully. She only had time to scream before the taxi carrying her crashed into a large tree nearby. The strong impact caused Linh to rush forward and smash into Mr. Tong's monstrous body and then no longer knew anything.
At the same time outside, several nearby traffic participants immediately gathered to rescue the victim. Only after a few minutes of trying to break the window as quickly as possible to open the door, no one was seen inside the car, making the people present there extremely surprised. The whispers began to become more intense, and no matter what hypothesis they came up with, they could not explain why the taxi could drive itself for a long distance before crashing straight into the car. root.
The information was quickly reported to the police, who opened an investigation to find the car's owner. Just that morning, the investigation agency found the driver sleeping on a lawn near the "Xuyen Chi" tea room. When he was woken up, he was still confused and didn't understand why he was lying there. Even if I beat this driver to death, I still can't believe that my car traveled a