The village, which had been bustling with activity just a moment ago, had now become an empty city that was no different from an uninhabited Indian village. Most of the people had run away, leaving only a few guards who had their backs almost broken and could not get up, and wild boars who were feasting in the fields.
The wild boars that had been venting for a while had calmed down a little. The main reason was that the high-frequency sound waves that had been lingering in their ears had quietly stopped.
Sihwa had received the signal to stop singing. It was Zhang Zian who had used a flashlight to send out the light signal that had been agreed upon in advance. It was nothing more than a simple combination of lighting up a few times and then turning off a few times.
He had been lying on the promontory to observe the situation. This place maintained a 90 degree angle with the center of the sound wave, so the impact was much smaller. After all, the higher the frequency of the sound wave, the more concentrated it was. But even so, his eardrums were not very comfortable. It was as if something had entered his ears, and he always wanted to stick his little finger in and scratch it.
He did not want to hurt the innocent. What if the villagers were too brainwashed and refused to leave the village? Then there was no other way. He could only ask Sihwa to stop and think of other ways. He could not really let their brains be roasted and their blood vessels burst, right? Besides, Sihwa's singing might not really reach the microwave frequency. He was not sure, and neither was Sihwa.
If it could really reach the microwave frequency … Would the microwave at home be able to be sold second-hand and picked up by the locals in the same city?
Although Sihwa's singing had stopped, the people who had run away did not come back. First, it was because they had run too far away under the influence of panic. Second, it was because they could not be sure if the singing had really stopped.
That was good. The fewer people who were in the way, the better.
After this torment, especially with the wild boars rampaging through the village, they had destroyed several houses. These houses were all made of wood, and it was now night time. The villagers completely relied on candles and oil lamps for illumination, which led to a problem. The villagers and guards were affected by the high-frequency sound waves. When they ran away in a panic, they did not notice that a few candles and oil lamps had been overturned in the chaos.
The candles and oil lamps first ignited the tablecloths, and further ignited the tables and chairs.
The house and the simple furniture inside were all made of wood, which was practically a natural fire starter.
If someone was there, the current fire could still be controlled. Although wooden houses were easy to burn, compared to modern buildings, they lacked gasoline, gas, alcohol, rubber, plastic, and other combustibles, as well as synthetic materials that would emit poisonous smoke when burned, so it was relatively easy to extinguish the fire.
Unfortunately, almost everyone had run away.
Through the binoculars, Zhang Zian saw the flames rising from a roof, and his heart skipped a beat. He was not Zhuge Liang, who could predict the future. The fire was not part of his plan.
On the other side of the North Sea Strait were hills and highlands. They could be roughly divided into three parts based on height: the lowest part was the farm, because the farm had to be reclaimed on land, not on stone; the lower part was the main village composed of wooden houses, where the muddle-headed farmers and most of the guards lived. The terrain was higher than the flat ground, so they could avoid the tides during typhoons and tsunamis; further up, the hills became steeper, and a winding path led to a large house at a higher point. Although it was not as good as a European-style castle, it was not much worse. That was where the high-ranking people lived, overlooking the entire bay and the nearby forest.
Since ancient times, the big shots always lived in the high places. This had never changed.
Just as Zhang Zian's South Sea Cape was not affected by the high-frequency sound waves, the big house at the top of the North Sea Cape was even less affected. When the adults were chatting and laughing, they did not hear the faint singing from the sea.
The guard waiting for the news ran along the path to the big house, panting. Then he waited for the guard of the big house to go in and report, because Peter Lee had told him that there were VIPs tonight, and that if there was nothing important, they should not disturb them.
The guard of the big house was not sure if the female ghost's singing from the sea was important, so he stopped the messenger from going in. After a while, the second guard almost ran up, saying that the large team that had gone to the seaside to explore had not returned, and it was suspected that they had been wiped out. The guard of the big house felt that something was wrong, and quickly ran in to report.
In the luxurious banquet hall of the mansion, Peter Lee was standing proudly, raising his glass with a flushed face. He was about to toast the VIPs and drink it in one gulp when he was interrupted by the guards who suddenly pushed open the door.
The guard, pale, whispered a few words to Peter Lee, and briefly explained the strange things that had happened below.
Peter Lee was stunned, and asked in a low voice, "Are you serious?"
The guard smiled bitterly and nodded. How could he dare to say such things?
Peter Lee was still wearing his iconic white suit, with a colorful silk scarf tied around his collar, but he did not wear brown sunglasses like he did during the day.
He was very calm. It was obvious that the situation below was a mess, but he did not rush to check on the situation. Instead, he pondered a little, trying to analyze the current situation.
The Sea Ghost Song and the disappeared guard were obviously coming for him, but he did not know which force was so powerful that it could make twenty or thirty people disappear so silently.
The police?
FBI？
The army?
No, if these law enforcement officers were present, there was no need to use tricks like the Sea Ghost Song. If they had substantial evidence of his crimes, they could have used armored vehicles, helicopters, and special forces to break through. No matter how strong his armed forces were, they could not compete with the official law enforcement forces.
If they did not have substantial evidence, it would be impossible for them to be present. After all, he was also a respected person, and he had a good personal relationship with the local chief.
Therefore, this must be a personal grudge.
Speaking of personal grudges, the first person he thought of was Zhang Zian.
He did not know how Zhang Zian had done it. He had destroyed the power grid system of the slaughterhouse in one fell swoop, then sneaked in to steal a laptop and escaped unscathed. Finally, he had burned all the important equipment in the slaughterhouse … After that, the equipment experts came to assess the damage. After inspection, they said that the equipment had been damaged before the fire. It was destroyed by electricity that was far higher than the rated current. Even the transformers and voltage stabilizers did not play their role. It was like … they had been struck by lightning.
Peter Lee was very surprised. He knew that Mahogany Forest was an area with a high incidence of lightning strikes, so he had deliberately installed lightning rods on each of the taller buildings in the slaughterhouse. How could all the lightning rods have failed at the same time?
The principle and structure of the lightning rods were very simple. They had not changed much since their invention. Unless the lightning conductors of the lightning rods were all physically disconnected, it was impossible for them to fail at the same time.
After that, he checked each lightning rod one by one, but all of them were working normally. There was no trace of damage.
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