Money Loving CEO's Detective Lover

Chapter 312: The Wrong Turn (12)

"Poltergeist?" 

Yumi and Casper were confused upon hearing that term. What was that?

But Shinjin looked almost afraid. A grim expression dawned on him and he was scanning around the area as if trying to find the source of the cold aura. 

Yumi wrote on the wall. "What's a Poltergeist?" she asked.

"A Poltergeist is also a type of a spirit," he explained, still checking the walls. "But very different from traditional ghosts. They're created when there's a large accumulation of bad energy."

When the ghosts were silent, he sighed and explained. 

"There are two kinds of Poltergeists," he said. "A good one and a bad one. Suppose at a place, one particular person had committed numerous heinous crimes like Kang Danny did. What happens? Several vengeful ghosts appear with the same aim. Their minds will start to sync and if more ghosts are added, then their power starts to quietly cultivate until they form a creature of the dark. This creature is called the Poltergeist. They don't stay at one place but their presence remains in the area where they were formed. But they can roam around, haunting the person they loathe. They would haunt that person until he turns insane. This is done through many ways and one of their tactics is to make that person hallucinate. That's what you guys saw at his office. The reason you couldn't see the Poltergeist there was because it was operating from elsewhere. As long as their target is close by, they can torment him from a hidden place."

Yumi gasped and even Casper was shocked. 

"Kang Danny had killed many children," Shinjin went on. "That must have caused their resentment to grow and form a poltergeist. They're not gonna stop until they get their hands on him."

Yumi once again wrote on the wall. "Shouldn't we let them take him then?" she asked. "Would be easier than arresting him!"

"Hell no!" Shinjin snapped. "Poltergeists who are formed through bad energy will extend their torture to all those around the perpetrator! They might hurt Kang Danny's family and friends who had nothing to do with it. Morevoer, even if the Poltergeist manages to kill Kang Danny someday, it will still not go away from this place! It'll just continue to haunt and torture others."

"Are there good Poltergeists as well?"

"There are but they're rare," Shinjin sighed. "They're formed through the dying wish of a mother who wants to protect her children. Only a very powerful wish can form them. And it takes years for them to take up a full form. After they're fully developed, they'll stay near those children as a sort of guardian angel. Or if the mother's spirit is around, then they'll do what the spirit commands them to do. Since they were made from an earnest wish, they don't harm others unless instructed to."

"But now, we have to find the Poltergeist haunting Danny," he reasoned. "It was definitely formed here but right now it's with the doctor. I'm sure it'll attack him again!"

Casper gestured at Yumi. "Oh yes!" she exclaimed. "He went home!"

She quickly wrote the message on the wall. Shinjin cursed out loud. He could not leave the hospital when Jina was ill but letting the Poltergeist roam free was not a good idea either.

"We'll have to wait until he returns to the hospital," he grumbled. "With Jina in this condition, I need to be around her. Moreover, Poltergeists are a danger to her. I'll need to fortify the charm around the room."

He was grim. If the Poltergeist found out that there was a Seer in the midst, they would torment her as well. They loathed Seers because Seers could expose them and see their true form. Unlike other ghosts who used a Seer's help to fulfill their wishes, Poltergeists saw Seers as a threat. They did not want their wishes to be fulfilled but rather curse the living for being able to have the life that the Poltergeist was deprived of. Hence, its goals clashed with that of a Seer.

"I'll have to tell this to Junho," he muttered. The ghosts nodded and followed him upstairs to tell Junho of what they had discovered.

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At the police station, Gayoon and the others were shocked at what they had just watched. Doyoung's face was as white as a ghost, her mind still trying to process the video.

Danny had a cold heart but even in her wildest dreams, she could not have imagined him to be such a monster.

The little boy's screams were echoing in her ears and the images of his scared face were flashing through her eyes. The sheer panic before life was snuffed out of him. The boy had been holding his little doll dearly, crying for his father to show mercy but it was in vain. Mercy came from humans not from demons like Kang Danny.

"Are you alright?" Gayoon asked in a shaky tone.

"No," Doyoung replied. She stood up and faced Gayoon.

I'm changing my case," she declared. "I want to file a case for the murder of Kang Shinho. Accused is Kang Danny, my husband and his father. As Shinho's stepmother, I can be considered his legal guardian as well, right?"

"I-I guess we can file it," Junwan said. "Gayoon, register the case and I'll have the commissioner issue the arrest warrant within an hour."

Gayoon nodded and began the proceedings. Kang Danny was officially a criminal now.

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Danny entered the house, swaying slightly as he took off the shoes. Doyoung had given the servants an off day in order to take care of the house herself.

"Doyoung!" he called for her. Silence.

"Doyoung!" he called again but still, no response. Where is that useless woman? He thought spitefully. 

Siwan was upstairs when he heard his father enter the house. Unbeknownst to him, Shinho was also nearby, watching over his elder brother. For some reason, his brother looked fearful and nervous. Danny took off his coat and slumped on the couch. Taking off his tie, he sat back to relax. The strange events at his office had rattled him. Maybe some sleep would help him to get rid of his strange visions.

He had closed his eyes and laid his head back when he felt someone approaching him. He briefly glanced to see a glass of water being held in front of him. 

"Thanks Doyoung," he said, carelessly picking up the glass and drinking it whole. He was about to put it back when his eyes briefly fell on his wife. For a moment, a look of pure shock crept on his face. 

"AHHHHHHHH!" 

His screams were heard all over the house and he fell from the couch, backing away in fear. In front of him, the glass was being held by a pair of cold white hands with no body attached to it.