The sanitation worker stared intently at the small jar in Lu Fei's hand, the hatred in his eyes was bone-chilling.
"He deserves to die!"
"He pushed my grandson, he deserves to die! Put it back, put it back quickly!"
It seemed as if he had remembered an extremely painful scene; his face became distorted and he lunged at Lu Fei like a madman.
Lu Fei dodged sideways and kicked the sanitation worker away with one foot.
"This is a soul-sealing jar, with ashes and nails inside. Was this person also killed by you?"
"Was the Well Fiend also caused by him?" Jia Banxian immediately realized, "He used the Well Fiend to kill those children and then brought their bodies home... He's a sanitation worker, no one would notice if he put the children in the garbage truck!"
"That's right, which is why there were no bodies at the bottom of the well, and the police couldn't find those children—they were all taken by this old man to be reanimated corpses!" Lu Fei glared coldly at the sanitation worker.
"He deserves to die! He deserves to die!"
The sanitation worker roared crazily, his already bulging eyes looked as if they were about to pop out.
"He pushed my grandson down the stairs... just because he wasn't yet an adult, he didn't have to go to jail. How can that be? My grandson and I relied on each other for survival... he deserves to die! He deserves to die!"
"My little grandson was so obedient. He loved kittens and puppies, and he loved toy cars... He said when he grew up, he would make money to buy a car for grandpa..."
The sanitation worker's expression became extremely pained, but he was a living dead, and he could no longer shed tears.
"I will make him pay his debt!"
"He owes my grandson, and I want it all paid back."
"Nine! As long as I get nine, my little grandson can come back to life!"
"I will prepare all the toys he likes, so he can see them as soon as he opens his eyes: toy cats, toy dogs, toy cars... and toy birds..."
The sanitation worker cried and laughed, struggling to stand up, his eyes red, his expression gradually shifting from grief and anger to coldness, as if he had regained his sanity.
"I don't have much time left! I still need two more, and no one can stop me!"
His eyes were filled with determination, and he muttered to himself.
The soul-sealing jar in Lu Fei's hand began to tremble, as if something was trying to break out.
"Lu boy, don't let him succeed!" Jia Banxian shouted hastily.
"Got it!"
Lu Fei had already taken out the thunderbolt jujube wood stick, infusing it with magical power, and struck the soul-sealing jar with one strike.
Boom!
A flash of lightning, the soul-sealing jar trembled violently, then fell silent.
The sanitation worker groaned as if he had been hit hard in the chest, staggering back a few steps, black blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
"You, you..."
His eyes filled with unwillingness, he pointed at Lu Fei with a trembling, green-tinged finger.
"It doesn't matter, you can still be sealed in the well even if you die. I only need two more, no one can stop me..."
He stumbled and lunged towards Lu Fei and the other person.
Lu Fei kicked him to the ground again.
"You've done all this just to resurrect your grandson? What kind of delusion are you under? The dead cannot be brought back to life!"
I thought he was raising zombies, but it turns out he was trying to bring the dead back to life.
"My little grandson, he was so well-behaved and good, he was only six years old... I can't let him die!" the sanitation worker struggled and cried out.
"Your grandson's life is a life, but so are the lives of other people's children! Those children have parents and families too! What you are doing, how is it any different from those who killed your grandson? No, you are even more despicable!"
Lu Fei shouted in anger.
Even if he is a pitiful person, his misfortune was not caused by those innocent children.
"My little grandson can't die, I'm only two short, just two more and he will wake up... You are despicable! You are going to harm my little grandson..."
The sanitation worker wouldn't listen to anything, his eyes filled with obsession.
"He has completely lost his mind, there's no saving him!" Jia Banxian shook his head, "Young Master Lu, don't waste your breath on him, how should we deal with him?"
Lu Fei took a deep breath, looked at the sanitation worker, and slowly sneered, "Banxian, we are law-abiding citizens, we never engage in violence."
Living dead is a special kind of existence, neither human nor zombie.
They do not fear sunlight, have no sense of pain, and can move as freely as the living, but they also have their weaknesses.
That is, they cannot eat, especially garlic.
"You go buy some garlic. I'll keep an eye on him so he doesn't run away."
"Garlic?"
Jia Banxian was taken aback for a moment, then understanding dawned. He rubbed his knee and immediately went out to buy the garlic.
Lu Fei wasn't idle either.
He called Lian Ge, the private detective, and asked him to inform the police to go to the sanitation worker's house.
"Lian Ge, the child's body cannot be removed from the glutinous rice jar for now; otherwise, it will rot immediately. First, move the jar with the body inside. The child's family can still see them one last time."
"I understand. I'll contact my old colleagues right away! Lu Fei, you really are something! A case of missing children that had no leads for years, and you've solved it again!"
"We found it by accident! Don't mention us to the police, just say it was your informant."
Lu Fei smiled and put down his phone.
Not long after.
Jia Banxian returned with a small bag of garlic.
Lu Fei stuffed it all into the sanitation worker's mouth.
The sanitation worker struggled at first, but gradually his strength diminished, and foul-smelling black water began to seep from his skin.
He was like a paralyzed man, completely losing his ability to move.
Then.
Lu Fei and the other person took him back to the dirty house and left him there.
How could the murderer not be present when the police arrive?
After that, they found a place nearby to wait.
An hour later.
The police arrived.
Rice glutinous barrels were carried out one by one.
The commotion attracted quite a crowd, and Lu Fei and Jia Banxian were among them. As they watched all the glutinous rice barrels being moved, and the sanitation worker being arrested, they both let out a long sigh of relief.
To kill the old man would be simple, but it wouldn't serve much purpose.
It was essential for everyone to know about the old man's wickedness and to see him receive his due punishment to truly avenge those poor children.
"Do you see? Little one, the bad guy is caught; no one will hurt you anymore."
Jia Banxian held the little parrot in his hands, letting it watch as the sanitation worker was apprehended.
It's unclear whether the little bird understood or not, as its tiny eyes just blinked and blinked.
Whose soul does it carry, exactly which child's?
But even if we knew, what use would it be? The dead cannot be brought back to life; that child can never return.
Jia Banxian was especially fond of this little bird.
"It's just as they say, this little one has a spirit. Several times when I was in danger, it was its reminder in my ear that helped me turn the situation around."
The little parrot perched obediently on Jia Banxian's hand, tilting its small head to the side.
Jia Banxian gently stroked its feathers, looking at it with the same tenderness he would look at a child.
"Little one, come, call grandpa again."
"Call grandpa."
"Grandpa."
"Yes!" the little parrot chirped crisply.