Chapter 315: Three hundred and fourteen, regret Chapter 315: Three hundred and fourteen, regret Song Yan Ning left the restaurant and used her Divine Sense to instruct Xiang to wait for her at the bus stop at the entrance to the village. Her grandparents would definitely be waiting for her at the doorstep, and her return with Xiang would also reassure them.
Arriving at a deserted corner, Song Yan Ning summoned her flying sword. In just a moment, she reached a place not far from the bus stop at the entrance to the village.
She descended, put away her flying sword, and walked toward the bus stop not far away.
Although it was not yet eight o’clock, the bus stop was already almost empty. Coupled with the lack of street lights, the place seemed somewhat desolate.
Xiang was standing at the bus stop waiting for Song Yan Ning when a man with a hint of drunkenness approached her.
He walked up close to Xiang, glanced around, and seeing no one else, narrowed his eyes at her; a cold smile spread on his face, like a poisonous snake eyeing its prey.
The man took a handkerchief from his pocket, moved quickly, and reached out to cover Xiang’s mouth from behind, intending to drag her into the small woods not far from the bus stop.
But as his hand reached out, Xiang had already vanished.
The man looked around in bewilderment, unable to see Xiang, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart. Could it be that he had encountered something unclean?
A cold wind blew from behind, and the man instantly felt a bone-chilling cold crawling up his spine like caterpillars; uncontrollable cold sweat broke out.
He slowly turned his head and saw a pair of blood-red eyes.
“Ah!” The man screamed and turned to run.
But before he could run two steps, a figure appeared in front of him. He saw Xiang looking at him with blood-red eyes, licking her lips as if she had seen a delicious meal.
The man was so frightened that his legs trembled uncontrollably, and he looked at Xiang with eyes filled with terror, “You… please let me go… I’m begging you…” He was certain that what he had encountered was not human.
Xiang said nothing and just watched the man drooling continuously. She hadn’t eaten a soul in a long time and really wanted to taste the flavor of a soul. However, without her master’s command, she dared not bite.
Seeing Xiang’s demeanor, the man’s legs shook even more violently, and water began to trickle down from beneath him, “Please let me go… I’ll never do bad things again… I beg you…” There’s truth to the saying that wandering the night roads often leads to ghosts.
Xiang looked disdainfully at the puddle of water under the man. It was a good thing she fed on souls, or else the sight would have turned her stomach.
“Xiang, what happened?” Song Yan Ning was surprised to see Xiang stopping a sleazy-looking middle-aged man.
“Master!” Xiang looked respectfully towards Song Yan Ning, “I haven’t eaten a soul in a long time, I want to eat him.” She had almost forgotten what souls tasted like.
The man, who had been relieved to see someone else arrive, went limp and collapsed onto the ground, sitting directly in the puddle. At this point, he could care less.
Song Yan Ning looked at the man and frowned. When she had arrived, she had detected the scent of blood on him, indicating that he had killed someone. Anyone who had killed, no matter how they tried to cleanse themselves, always had a lingering scent of blood, although it wasn’t something ordinary people could detect.
Remembering what her grandmother had told her that morning, she asked, “Are you the one the police station has been after recently?”
“How… how did you know…” The man looked at Song Yan Ning in horror. The woman who wanted to eat him addressed this young girl as her master; could it be that this little girl was even more frightening?
Song Yan Ning revealed an ‘as expected’ expression and took out her mobile phone to dial the emergency number.
The man heard Song Yan Ning calling the police and breathed a sigh of relief. Being caught by the police didn’t necessarily mean immediate death, but being eaten by this woman named Xiang meant no chance at life. He could tell Xiang was not joking, for when she looked at him, the craving in her eyes to pounce on him and devour him was unmistakable.
The police arrived at the scene quickly.
Upon seeing the trio, two officers stepped out of the car and approached Song Yan Ning, “Who called the police just now?” They had received a call claiming that the serial killer they were searching for had been found.
They had been incredulous at first, as the caller’s voice sounded like a child. They suspected it might be some kid playing a prank. However, since the caller had given an address, they naturally had to check it out.
“It was me,” Song Yan Ning said.
Old Li looked at Song Yan Ning and frowned upon seeing that she was just an eleven or twelve-year-old child, “You’re saying you found the serial killer?”
He glanced at the man still sitting on the ground. Could he really be the murderer? But how could a murderer be afraid of two young girls?
“Officer, it’s me, the murderer. Please arrest me…” The man extended his hands out. All he wanted was to get away from there quickly; he didn’t want to be eaten by that woman.
Old Li and Xiao Zhang exchanged glances, both filled with surprise. They could see the man willing to be taken away was genuinely afraid, but the two girls in front of them, one older and one younger, appeared utterly harmless and were even remarkably pretty.
“Let’s take him in and talk there,” Old Li decided.
Xiao Zhang nodded, stepped forward, cuffed the man, and took him to the car.
Old Li addressed Song Yan Ning and Xiang, “You two will also need to come to the station with us.” Regardless of whether the man was the murderer or not, they needed to record their testimonies.
Song Yan Ning nodded, thought for a moment, and decided against calling her grandparents. A testimony shouldn’t take too long. Calling them would only worry them.
Song Yan Ning and Xiang followed Old Li to the police station.
Old Li assigned the interrogation of the man to Xiao Zhang and his colleagues and took Song Yan Ning and Xiang to his office.
“Please sit down,” Old Li gestured, poured a glass of water for both Song Yan Ning and Xiang, and then sat down in front of them, “Tell me what happened.”
Song Yan Ning nodded to Xiang and, using Divine Sense, instructed her on what to say. Xiang seldom interacted with other people except for them, and she barely spoke even to her grandparents.
“I was waiting for my sister at the bus stop when that man suddenly lunged at me. I’ve learned kung fu, and I subdued him right away,” Xiang recounted.
Old Li nodded, “Then how did you determine that this man was the murderer?” This point piqued his curiosity as, even if Xiang had overpowered him, he would not likely admit to being the serial killer. After all, being caught could mean a life sentence at worst.