Wen Xishu looked at Zhang Qiang with confidence.
His words rang out with conviction. Zhang Qiang said:
"You can play the hero, but you need to understand what the fuck will happen if we let a ghost in!"
Wen Xishu said:
"We don't know whether the person outside is human or a ghost. Even if he's a ghost, Officer Zhang, he asked for you by name. Don't you think that even if he gets in, he'll only come after you?"
"The Ghost Festival is here, and vengeful ghosts are coming for lives. Officer Zhang, what exactly did you do at the docks?"
At that moment, Chen Ming joined Wen Xishu:
"If you've done nothing wrong, you have nothing to fear from Ghost Knocking. Officer Zhang, just tell us what happened to you at the docks."
Zhang Qiang swore under his breath:
"Fuck this shit. We're running out of time. I had an informant at the docks, but he betrayed us and fed us false information. In return, I used other means to expose his identity, so he was taken out at the docks that night."
Zhang Qiang said:
"There are no living people at the docks. That guy outside... is definitely a ghost."
As soon as Zhang Qiang finished, the voice outside spoke:
"Don't listen to him! That bastard isn't a cop at all! What fucking informant? He's the informant! Zhang Qiang, I'm still alive! I'm still alive! You must have thought I was dead! Well, let me tell you, I'm not!"
The person outside hammered madly on the door and even kicked it. That commotion really didn't seem like something a ghost would make.
Wen Xishu didn't believe Zhang Qiang's account.
In fact, everyone was now looking at Zhang Qiang strangely.
As though they were looking at a fake