I traverse America, using holy light to quell American terror!

The silver Rolls-Royce Phantom sped through the bright morning light, heading towards the city.

However, unlike the fine weather outside, the atmosphere inside the car felt somewhat oppressive.

Because Devin's brother, Harold Adams, was also in the car at that moment.

Harold Adams was the father of Devon's niece who tragically died in an accident.

Harold was also a wealthy businessman.

However, compared to his younger brother Devon,

It's not that big, and it's not as rich as Devin.

The atmosphere inside the car felt rather oppressive.

Li Yuan cleared his throat and started chatting with Harold and Devin.

They talked about the two brothers and their family situation.

Fortunately, this topic seemed to have opened up the two brothers' conversation.

The atmosphere inside the car finally returned to normal.

Li Yuan also heard more about Devon from Harold.

When Li Yuan heard Harold mention that Devin actually had three older brothers...

He was quite surprised and asked Devin:

"Good heavens! Devin, you have three older brothers? How come I've never heard you mention that before?"

Devin, who was driving, glanced at Harold.

Somewhat embarrassed, he explained to Li Yuan:

That's because my eldest and second eldest brothers both have rather eccentric personalities.

They were also quite withdrawn, so I rarely mentioned them.

Li Yuan nodded upon hearing this, indicating that he fully understood.

After all, all sorts of oddities exist on this land.

Edward's family, for example, is a very special group.

Li Yuan's question seemed to have stirred up some memories.

Devin couldn't help but confide in me:

"Those two, Fester and Gomez, have always been arguing since they were kids."

Harold and I moved out of our family home a long time ago and started our own business.

So I rarely go back, and I don't know how they are doing now.

Although Li Yuan didn't know what exactly was going on with Diwen's family,

But I still instinctively spoke up to comfort you:

"If you miss them, go back and visit them when you have time."

There are no conflicts that are completely irreconcilable.

Upon hearing this, Devin exchanged a glance with his brother Harold.

After a moment of silence, he sighed and said ambiguously:

"Maybe, I'll go back if I have the chance."

At this moment, Devin drove the car and finally arrived at his destination.

Having already made arrangements with the police station, Devin parked his car in the police station parking lot.

He then told Li Yuan the purpose of his trip:

"Sir, I saw my niece's body yesterday."

I firmly believe that it was not an ordinary murder or accident.

The main reason Harold and I invited you here is...

I just want to know whether my niece's death was caused by someone.

Or perhaps she herself inadvertently provoked something.

"If it's because you brought trouble upon yourself and accidentally attracted a curse or evil spirit, then..."

Then we'll just have to accept our bad luck.

But if it was done intentionally, we want revenge!

Li Yuan looked at Diwen, who was showing signs of agitation.

He nodded and said softly:

"No problem, Devin."

I will try my best to help you figure out what happened.

However, I need to see your niece's body before I can make a judgment.

Devin and Harold bowed to Li Yuan with great gratitude.

At that moment, the police officer in charge of the morgue also came over.

Holding a stack of documents, he frowned and said to Devin:

"Let's go, time is limited, please hurry."

Then, he turned around and took Li Yuan and the Diwen brothers with him.

He walked quickly toward the morgue inside the police station.

Meanwhile, Jackson, who had a nightmare all night at home,

I was also awakened by a sudden sound.

He opened his eyes groggily and slowly got out of bed.

"Now let's return to local news and focus on a murder case that occurred yesterday."

The mysterious death of a wealthy businessman's daughter has drawn widespread public attention.

The television, which had been turned on sometime during the day, was reporting on yesterday's murder case.

The main character in the news was Jackson's girlfriend, Browning.

Hearing that familiar content in the news,

Fear crept back into Jackson's heart.

In an instant, sweat poured out due to nervousness.

It completely soaked through his T-shirt.

As the news continued to report the details...

Jackson quickly grabbed the remote and turned off the TV.

With the television turned off, Jackson finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

But just then, the doorknob of his bedroom door...

But suddenly, someone slowly twisted it!

Click—

Upon hearing the sound, Jackson turned sharply towards the door and saw the doorknob slowly pressing down.

He hurriedly and nervously asked:

"Mom...Mom? Is that you?"

Jackson's inquiries went unanswered.

It was quiet outside the door, as if no one was there.

The only sound in the entire room was the friction of the doorknob slowly turning.

Sitting on the bed, Jackson sensed something was wrong.

He called out towards the door, slightly nervously:

"Dad? Mom? Is that you?"

"Creak—"

This time, the only response he received was a faint scraping sound of a door creaking.

The bedroom door was pushed open from the outside by someone.

And a small gap was slightly cut in.

Jackson stared intently at the white bedroom door.

I carefully got out of bed.

He looked at the bedroom door and tentatively asked again, full of anticipation:

"dad?"

At that moment, the bedroom door trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, in the shadows of the door crack,

Several fingers, their color indiscernible, extended out.

Those fingers were groping on the door panel, as if searching for something.

"Dad? Please stop messing around!"

While Jackson was still thinking his father was teasing him,

A blood-soaked, twisted hand

They actually broke in from outside the door!

At the same time, there was also a muffled sound.

He was calling his name in a low voice:

"Jackson..."

"Fuck!"

Jackson cursed instinctively, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot.

When faced with fear, some people will scream and run away in terror.

Some people, however, will be so frightened that they will be enraged.

Clearly, Jackson was the latter.

Driven by extreme fear, Jackson's eyes turned bloodshot and he became extremely angry!

He suddenly grabbed a chair from the side and smashed it directly at the bedroom door!

At the same time, he shouted:

"Get out of my way! Don't come in!"

*Bang!*

The chair slammed heavily against the door with a loud bang!

As the door closed, a bloody handprint was clearly imprinted on the snow-white door!

For a moment, peace returned to the outside, and everything was as usual.

If it weren't for the bloody handprint on the door, Jackson would have thought he was hallucinating.

But just when he thought it was all over,

Outside the door, he could hear his father's voice!

"Jackson, what are you doing in there?"