Mrs. Alana sneered, "Is there such a dirty place in the library?"

Lucy's "innate talent" for lying kicked in, "We first went to the library and were quietly reading. Then a librarian was organizing the bookshelves and fell off the ladder. He cried and said, 'What am I going to do? I haven't finished my work yet!' We felt sorry for him, so we helped him tidy up the bookshelves. There was dust on the shelves, and that's why our faces got dirty."

Hamza and Wade both rolled their eyes.

Mrs. Alana was speechless. Perhaps only Lucy could tell such a blatant lie and still feel completely justified. From her expression, it seemed that she thought her story was flawless.

Mrs. Alana followed up on her lie, "Then why are the soles of your shoes black?"

She wanted to see what other outlandish lies Lucy could come up with.

Lucy confidently replied, "Some of the books were stored in the warehouse, and it's dirty there. We went to the warehouse to move some books."

Mrs. Alana muttered to herself, "At least her logic is decent."

"Everyone goes stand in the corner!" the old woman barked.

The children quickly ran to the door and stood in a row, even Zion, who had a long reaction time.

Mrs. Alana snorted and was about to ask Hamza something when Martin returned.

When Martin came back, he saw several children standing in a row at the door like a welcoming team.

"What's going on?" he asked as he handed his briefcase to Uncle Colt.

Mrs. Alana complained about the children sneaking out to play.

"I don't know where they went. Can you believe they said they went to the library but snuck off to play? What if they secretly go to the reservoir to play someday?" During summer vacation, there were news reports of many children drowning in the reservoir while swimming.

She wasn't angry that the children went to play. She was angry that they didn't tell the adults because it was dangerous.

Martin looked at Hamza and said, "Don't worry, Hamza is holding them. He's responsible for this."

Mrs. Alana looked at Hamza and wanted to hear what he had to say.

Hamza didn't bat an eyelid and calmly replied, "Lucy's description is indeed accurate. She just didn't preview it and read it like a storybook, so her description sounded like a story."

Mrs. Alana thought to herself, "Do you think I'm stupid?" Hamza pursed his lips and continued, "It's just a storybook after all."

The old woman narrowed her eyes.

"Mom, don't you believe me?" Martin smiled.

Mrs. Alana snorted, and her expression softened as she shifted her gaze.

"Alright, grandma is just worried about you all. You guys are good helpers to the administrators!"

Lucy breathed a sigh of relief and even felt happy. She had successfully fooled her grandmother!

Then she saw her grandmother smiling at Susie, "Susie, is the library fun?"

Susie was caught off guard, "It's fun! It's just that..."

"What is it?" Mrs. Alana immediately asked.

Susie thought for a moment and said, "It's just that the older siblings are a bit clingy, I could barely walk!"

Mrs. Alana was puzzled. What did she mean by clingy? Lucy and Wade liked to play with Susie, but Zion and Hamza wouldn't cling to their little sister.

Mrs. Alana wanted to ask more questions, but Martin intervened, "Alright, Mom, Susie and the others must be hungry, let's eat first!"

Susie's stomach growled, proving Martin's point.

She looked at Mrs. Alana with pleading eyes and said, "Grandma Chloe, my tummy can't take it anymore, and I'm sure the older siblings' tummies can't take it anymore either."

Mrs. Alana was helpless and amused. Martin took over and she naturally wouldn't ask any more questions.

Martin was the pillar of the Murray family. Even if Hamza couldn't be relied upon, Martin had his own sense of proportion.

Mrs. Alana said helplessly, "Go wash up...oh forget it, go take a shower and come down to eat afterwards."

Lucy and Susie cheered, "Yeah!"

"Grandma Chloe is the best!"

Lucy happily added, "Grandma is the best!"

Wade felt relieved and quickly went to take a shower. Hamza was already a clean freak, so he went upstairs without saying a word.

Zion stood still.

Mrs. Alana took a few steps and turned back, "What's wrong? Aren't you hungry? Do you want to stand here a bit longer?"

Zion hurriedly walked, muttering to himself, "I'm really going to the library."

Suddenly, Mrs. Alana called out to Zion, "Xiao Xi, come with grandma to the hospital tomorrow."

Zion didn't know if he was going to the hospital for himself, but he nodded anyway, "Okay."

During this time, he had been forced to be a handyman, cheering on his grandmother as she danced and filming his grandfather's videos.

If his grandmother needed a photo of her dress blowing in the wind, he was in charge of lifting the hem of her dress. He was so used to it that he didn't even bother asking why they were going to the hospital.

On the other side, after Susie caught the ghost and left, the hospital returned to silence.

Approaching evening, suddenly a tall figure appeared at the side door of the hospital's north entrance. He pushed down the brim of his hat and walked in.

It was Kellen.

As soon as Kellen stepped into the hospital, he felt a coldness.

Very familiar.

If it weren't for the footsteps following him, he might not have recognized this kind of atmosphere.

But Kellen was experienced, and as long as he went through something, his sensitivity could quickly develop.

Therefore, walking in the empty hospital, although he didn't see any ghosts, he could roughly feel it.

There seemed to be footsteps behind him.

There was also a feeling of being watched from the left front--presumably a ghost was floating in front of him, staring at him incessantly.

His head was also chilly, and images of ghosts he had seen in movies appeared in Kellen's mind--a hanging ghost hanging upside down on the roof, grinning and reaching out...

Kellen suddenly stopped and squinted at the long corridor not far away.

He came in from the side door, and all the way in, the ground was covered with a thick layer of dust, with no one else's footsteps.

In this connecting corridor in front of him, there were messy footprints.

Judging by their sizes, two different footprints should belong to a young boy, about eight or nine years old, and the other two should belong to a girl, about four or five years old...

Oh, Susie and the others came?

Kellen remembered the client list Wade gave him in the morning.

Taoist Morton, half a police officer, war god... In an instant, Kellen was no longer afraid.

If Susie came, it means that everything that can threaten people's lives has been caught.

At most, there are some small ghosts, lonely spirits and wild ghosts...

The little guy said that ghosts are more powerful than people, ghosts harm people, but people are more powerful than ghosts and can suppress them!

Then he came to clean up the battlefield.

"Die!" Kellen suddenly punched out!

The ghost floating in front of him was caught off guard and was smashed away, screaming and falling on another ghost.

"????"

The ghost was confused. Wait a minute, he bought a talisman from that little girl in the morning, why didn't it work?

Could it be that it was pasted the wrong way?

The ghost took off the talisman stuck on its forehead, turned it over, and stuck it back on.

This should work now!