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No one expected that it would suddenly rain heavily, and the whole scene was covered by the rain.
It was night and the task just kept getting more difficult for the whole team.
In order to collect the on-the-spot evidence as much as possible, the whole team was busy, in chaos and panic.
Ming Shu stood outside the cordon, holding a black umbrella, and looked inside the line.
Raindrops as large as beans fell heavily on the umbrella, giving out loud sounds.
They were like drumbeats, faster and faster.
Ming Shu didnât see any ghosts at the scene.
What kind of person could become a ghost in this world? The Host had not found the reason for so many years. She had seen ghosts of nefarious murderers on TV and also seen kind ghosts.
It seemed the ghosts of this world were randomly generated.
âSee? Thatâs why I was in a hurry.â
Under the heavy rain, Chen Wen wiped some rain water off his face and stood inside the police line. He talked to Ming Shu with gloomy eyes.
âBut itâs not like itâll rain if you donât hurry.â Ming Shu raised her eyes and smiled.
Chen Wen choked again.
Time is precious, do you understand!
âDo you want to come in and see?â Chen Wen lifted the cordon.
The scene was as clean as ever, except for the body.
Ming Shu bent down to go in.
They were on a lawn, right in the central park in downtown. Inside the lawn was an artificial lake, and outside were two rows of banyan trees.
The banyan trees covered the lawn with their luxuriant leaves, and you couldnât see in from the outside.
Because the artificial lake was being cleaned recently, a sign was put up outside, forbidding the public to enter.
If it werenât for two young lovers who wanted to make out here, the crime scene would only be discovered a little later.
Chen Wen held out his hand and the rain beat in the heart of his palm.
Did the murderer plan for this rain today?
âCaption Chen, whoâs...â
âA consultant with me.â Chen Wen had told Ming Shu that if anyone asked, they would phrase it like this.
The bureau had regulations. The questioner thought Ming Shu looked young and gave her several more looks, then began to report. âWeâve been looking around, but havenât found anything useful. The autopsy results should be available soon, and the victimâs identity is also under investigation...â
The man reported quickly, but Chen Wen could reply accordingly and gave instructions for the next step without disorder.
Ming Shu squatted where the body was found.
There should have been a lot of blood here, but by now it had been washed into the lawn, leaving only a strong scent of blood.
They had so many people and had already searched throughout the lawn.
It was not like on TV, where the main character was sure to find something.
Ming Shu didnât find anything.
This probably meant... she was not a protagonist.
âWhat did you find?â
âNothing.â
Chen Wen nodded his head and was not disappointed. He probably didnât have much hope for Ming Shu.
The autopsy report soon reached Chen Wen.
Chen Wenâs expression became a little weird after reading it.
He took a deep breath. âShe was pregnant.â
Because every previous bodyâs belly had been stuffed, this time they didnât find the victim was actually pregnant in the first place.
Ming Shu asked, âWhereâs the baby?â
âTheyâve searched the neighborhood but found nothing. The only possibility is that the murderer took it away. The target is much bigger with a baby. Go check the surveillance camera carefully...â
After waiting for Chen Wen to give his order, Ming Shu spoke slowly. âJudging by the blood on the scene, the time of death is not long ago. If this is the crime scene, and the murderer dared to do so, he must be perfectly sure. Considering the previous cases, your investigation will be in vain.â
Chen Wen: â...â
I didnât bring you here to strike us.
Ming Shu left under her umbrella.
âWhere are you going?â
âTo take a walk.â Ming Shu waved. âYou donât need to accompany me.â
Chen Wen: â...â
Who has time to do that.
But, wait, what walk are you taking at this hour?
Is there anything wrong with this woman?
Did the professorâs wife mislead me?!
...
Ming Shu left the crime scene. Because of the rain, the whole park looked lonely, and the dim lights in the rainy night made it even more sluggish.
Ming Shu searched for a circle and finally found a ghost in white behind the humble rockery.
Little White was a lovely girl, wearing a small white dress and sitting behind the rockery. She looked very obedient, like a small, white, budding flower.
âHey.â
Ming Shu greeted her.
Little White looked over at Ming Shu. But perhaps she thought no one could see her, so Little White didnât think the girl was calling her.
She looked back but there was nothing behind her.
âCome here.â
Ming Shu waved at her.
Little White pointed at herself confusedly.
Ming Shu nodded with a smile.
The lamp at her side hid her in the light.
Little Whiteâs expression changed from confusion to joy and she floated straight to Ming Shu. âYou can see me!â
âCan you really see me and hear me? Ahhhh!â
Little White was very excited.
âYou can see me.â
âYou can see me. Thereâs someone here who can see me.â
âI finally found someone who can see me, this is great, ahhhh...â
âCalm down.â Ming Shu couldnât touch Little White. All she could do was urge her to calm down and stop jumping and screaming in front of her.
But Little White finally met someone who could see her, and she refused to be cool.
After Ming Shu finished three packages of one-yuan Want Want Crunchy Rice Balls, Little White finally calmed down.
âYou... you... you called me, what can I do for you?â Little White suddenly became a little shy. After her death, she never communicated with anyone else; and after the excitement, only shyness remained.
This is the only person who can talk to me.
I canât scare her.
âDo you know that a person was killed nearby?â
Little White nodded. She had floated there to see. The woman died very miserably, even more miserably than her.
âDid you see the murderer?â
Little White shook her head.
âAh...â Little White exclaimed. âI remember something. I saw a man sneaking in and then out again not long later.â
Little White blinked and looked at Ming Shu.
Ming Shu raised her eyebrows. âNo more?â
Isnât this enough?
Little White tried hard to recall, but she only saw that.
âAm I not helping you?â Little White lowered her head in depression.
âWhat do you think?â
Little White sounded more depressed. âWill you talk to me again?â
âIf I keep talking to you, theyâll arrest me as a madwoman.â Ming Shu turned her umbrella. âBye.â
Little White chased after her for several steps and said anxiously, âPlease speak with me more, Iâm begging you.â
Ming Shu looked back at her. Little White was just standing there.
In the rain, Little White was like a poor little thing that could be broken at any time. Her slender, weak figure made you unable to help taking pity on her.
âYou... Why donât you leave here?â The ghost in her office was also like her and never left.
âI canât.â Little White felt wronged.
The furthest she could go was near the artificial lake.
When she just became a ghost, she couldnât even leave the rockery.
â...Youâre ghosts, canât you all leave a particular place?â
The Host had always regarded these things as air and hadnât observed them carefully.
Little White shook her head. âNot all of us. Some can and some canât.â
âWhy?â
Little White was also puzzled, then she murmured after a moment, âProbably because... some are more powerful?â
She must be too weak...
But she also didnât know how to become stronger. It seemed she just stayed here and as time passed, she could float further.
Ming Shu had nothing to say.