The Demon Child

The few audiences that were affected by the event were scolding her.

The manager of the cinema, Ben Reid, rushed in with a few security guards.

“What happened?

“Everyone, calm down! Don’t create a stampede!”

Ben looked at the commotion and yelled.

I pressed my hand against my neck and walked toward Ben.

I showed him my blood-covered palm.

“This child punctured my artery with a needle. I fear it’s medical waste that carries high-risk viruses.

“I’m requesting the scene to be cordoned off immediately, and for this mother and son to be controlled.

“Call the police and an ambulance. Please also notify the centers for disease control and prevention.”

My logic was clear and my tone was extremely cold.

Ben glanced at the needle on the floor and looked at the blood on me.

His face went pale.

If they did not manage the situation well, the reputation of the cinema would be compromised.

“Quick! Cover that thing up and don’t let anyone else touch it!

“Security! Detain those two people! No one is allowed to leave!”

Ben was decisive and immediately instructed the security guards to take action.

Mary realized she could not leave, so she sat on the floor and started to make a scene.

“Help! The security guards are hitting us!

“Is this a lawless land? How can you bully a poor pair of mother and son?

“My husband is Greg Smith! Touch me and see what will happen to you!

“When he’s here, he’ll tear this cinema apart!”

Greg Smith?

Once Ben heard the name, his expression changed.

That name sounded familiar.

However, the crowd did not care about it.

“I don’t care who your husband is!

“You still have to pay for what you did! Your son is attempting murder!”

“Everyone, take their photos and videos and spread them on the internet! Let’s expose them!”

Everyone filmed Mary.

There were camera flashes.

Mary was frantic. She tried to hide her face and snatch at their phones.

“Don’t you dare take my photos! This is a violation of my portrait rights!

“Put down your phones!”

The situation was out of control.

I stood on the side and felt the wound on my neck getting warmer.

The feeling of the viruses entering my body made me shiver.

However, I had to hold on.

I stared at the needle intently.

It was not a normal needle.

It was a lot thicker with blue marks on the side.

It did not look like a regular injector.

If anything, it looked like a sample from some professional lab.

I studied biology in university, so I had some vague memories of these devices.

Such an item would not appear in a random person’s sewing kit.

Mary was lying, and it was a huge lie.

Ten minutes later, the police sirens could be heard.

A few policemen walked through the crowd.

“Who called the police? What’s going on?”

The leading policeman looked serious.

I stepped forward and recapped the situation to them.

The officer, Peter Swift, put on his gloves and carefully picked up the needle from the floor and put it in an evidence bag.

He glanced at the remnant and frowned.

“This doesn’t look like a regular sewing needle.

“This is a medical needle. Looking at it, it’s usually used for veterinarians or special cases.”

Mary was shocked by the statement.

“Vet?

“Impossible! I simply bought it from a market!”

Her eyes flickered and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

“We’ll take samples of the fingerprints and remnants, and we’ll know if it’s been bought.”

Peter glanced at her coldly.

“Take her in for investigation!”

The two younger policemen stepped forward and grabbed Mary.

“I’m not going anywhere! Why are you capturing me?”