Anyone Dares Bully you, Call Uncles! novel Chapter 657

Lilly made adjustments to the circles she had drawn.

Within these circles, everyone would be able to encounter the ghost of the missing girl.

The girl's mother was momentarily stunned, her pupils dilating as she stared intently at the girl, afraid to look away.

The girl's father stood up abruptly, his lips trembling as he was unable to utter a word.

Lilly glanced outside.

It was around two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and although there was no one around, it would be best to talk inside the house.

She rose to her feet, took the scorched girl's hand, and led her into the house.

In a panic, the girl's mother hurriedly stood up and called out loudly, "Tracy… Tracy..."

Blake advised, "Go inside. You'll be able to see Tracy once you're inside."

This time, the girl's parents rushed inside.

Zachary was the last to enter. She stood still for a moment, then turned around and closed the door behind her.

The scorched girl stood in the center of the living room, her body trembling, emitting sharp and mournful cries.

"Mom and Dad..."

The girl's mother rushed over, trying to hug her.

Though charred black, she recognized her immediately—it was her daughter, Tracy!

"Tracy!"

But her efforts were in vain, she could not hold Tracy in her arms like before.

The girl's mother wept bitterly, and Tracy cried out as well, saying, "Mom... I saw you wandering, both you and Dad searching tirelessly for me, I saw everything."

The girl's mother was in a daze, her only response being uncontrollable sobs.

Lilly and the others remained silently by the side, as they needed to sit there quietly.

The girl's father, a man who had experienced many hardships, broke down in tears and asked, "Where did you go, Tracy? Why didn't you come home... Do you know how much your mother and I miss you?"

"Your mother was waiting for you every day..."

Tracy burst into tears, the tracks of her tears cutting through her scorched face.

"I can't come back, I can never come back." She sobbed, "I'm dead."

The girl's mother already knew the truth, but she still could not bear the blow, collapsing onto the ground, crying out, "How could this happen... who killed you? Tell me, and I'll avenge you..."

She was willing to risk her own life.

What was the point of existing if her daughter was not here?

It would be better to seek justice for her daughter's death.

Tracy shook her head, saying, "I died by accident..."

She could never have imagined that on the day of the accident, she was walking home just as she always did.

Having recently graduated and started working, that day the accounting work took longer than usual, and she felt a bit frightened walking alone on the deserted street.

"The wind was so strong. I was a little scared, so I looked back."

However, because of that, she did not pay attention to where she was stepping.

"I stepped on a nail and an electric shock surged through me."

Tracy did not understand what was happening, but for a moment, she lost consciousness. When she regained it, she found herself standing in the same spot, as if it were a dream.

She still looked back and saw that the strong wind had blown away some black smoke and sand. So, she hurriedly went home...

But she soon realized that no matter how she walked, she could not move more than 300 feet away from the café.

It was only at that moment that she realized she was dead.

Pablo urged, "Keep listening."

The girl was done talking about how she died and she sobbed, "I was in the same place, moving back and forth. I saw all of you doing the same, repeatedly searching for me, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't communicate with you."

She was left with no choice but to attempt to possess people passing by in the middle of the night or unsuspecting individuals entering the alleys.

But all her attempts failed.

Then, with her own eyes, she witnessed influencers holding cameras and speculating endlessly about the cause of her death. They claimed she ran away due to an online relationship, labeled her mentally unstable, and suggested she might have committed suicide.

She watched them surrounding her parents, showing great concern for the progress of the case. However, with every question they asked, their questions carried a sinister undertone.

"Didn't you notice anything unusual about her before she disappeared?"

"There must be a reason. You didn't care enough about your daughter."

"How can we trust the authorities? They're hiding the truth. Your daughter is a victim."

"Maybe she was sold..."

"Perhaps she was abducted by human traffickers..."

Her parents became increasingly anxious and overwhelmed, constantly blaming themselves for not being more attentive to their daughter. They regretted not speaking to her a little longer during their last phone call a few days ago.

The parents cried while the cameras rolled. In a disturbing competition to capture the most heart-wrenching expressions from the mother, two influencers even got into a fight.

These people's hearts gradually transformed into demons—deranged demons, maniacal demons, maddened demons...

The fusion of their demonic energy and her lingering resentment gradually made her like that.

Upon hearing this, Tracy's parents cried even harder, and Tracy's mother even fainted several times in distress.

Tracy, with tears streaming down her face, uttered, "It's okay now, I can explain..."

"Mom, Dad... I'm already gone... Please don't search for me anymore." Tracy sobbed, "I've been reduced to ashes, not a single trace of me remains... You both must live well, or I won't rest in peace."

Tracy's mother was overwhelmed with grief, unable to hold Tracy. Instead, she clung tightly to her father's arms, crying, "My daughter, my dear Tracy..."