The Morgue, Corpse Turns Over

This method is truly a bit of a trap; Jiang Yue can't possibly accomplish it with his current conditions.

He carefully examined the interface again, wanting to see if there was an option to change the answer. However, 30 points could only get him this one answer.

Should I redeem it again?

Jiang Yue thought about it but decided against it.

Knowing the Spirit's usual tricks, changing the answer would definitely be another trap. It might even give him the same answer.

Given the Spirit's integrity, Jiang Yue had no doubt it was capable of doing something like that.

But the method the Spirit provided was completely baffling to Jiang Yue; he had no way to accomplish it.

However—

There was someone who could.

The unfortunate and busy Officer Han had just loaded a few bags of lime into his trunk and was contemplating where to find a black earth dog in the middle of the night when his phone rang again.

"Officer Han, no need to look for lime or a black earth dog. I have a new method."

"What?" Officer Han was startled.

"It's hard to explain over the phone. How about I send you a text?" Jiang Yue couldn't bring himself to say it directly. Firstly, he was afraid of scaring Uncle Ye's family, and secondly, he feared Officer Han would immediately lose his temper over the phone.

Jiang Yue thought over and over about how to phrase it, how to make his words more tactful and pleasant, so that Officer Han would willingly do this.

After much thought, he remained pessimistic; this matter was truly asking too much of someone.

After all, this action was too significant, too outrageous.

Officer Han leaned against his car door, holding his phone and waiting for the message. He waited and waited, a full ten minutes, but no message popped up.

He thought Jiang Yue had forgotten and was about to call back when the message arrived.

"Officer Han, where is the victim's body currently located? Would it be convenient for you to turn the body over so that her back is facing up and her face is down? This way, she'll hold her resentment in her chest and won't be able to continuously spew it out. At least her vengeful spirit won't be able to continue its rampage tonight."

"Otherwise, once her resentment completely erupts and her malevolent energy detaches from the body to become a standalone entity, it will truly be out of control."

"Before she harms anyone else and her abilities evolve, the body must remain face down and back up. Only then will the evil vengeful spirit's form become weaker and weaker, unable to sustain itself."

"Of course, the best solution is to send her to the crematorium as soon as possible, still in the face-down, back-up position, and cremate her. That's the only way to solve this problem once and for all."

Jiang Yue estimated the body was likely still in the hospital morgue.

In the dead of night, asking Comrade Han to go to the morgue and turn a body over was indeed quite outrageous.

Officer Han forcefully suppressed the urge to spit out a mouthful of blood.

He replied via text: "Little Jiang, are you sure you're not messing with me?"

"Don't joke around! This matter is indeed shocking, but it's also the only feasible method right now. If you don't do it, tomorrow you might have to pull at least three bodies from our residential complex. And—"

"In the future, you'll be moving bodies from here non-stop, until there isn't a single resident left in the complex. Don't think it ends there; she'll go on to harm other places. Once she's allowed to wreak havoc for a long time and continuously evolve, the entire city might not have a single peaceful day."

These words were still in text messages. If he had said them over the phone, he probably would have scared Uncle Ye's family into fainting.

"Little Jiang, after the Year Eater incident, I trust you one hundred percent. The problem is, I don't have enough authority for this matter, and I might easily mess it up. There's someone who is more suitable to handle this than I am."

"Who?"

"Director Luo! Their Special Department often deals with strange matters. And his rank is higher. If he handles this, it will definitely be done properly."

Jiang Yue pictured Director Luo's rigid appearance in his mind.

"On such short notice, will he believe it?"

"He believed it regarding the Year Eater, so he has no reason not to believe this. If you're not comfortable contacting him, I will."

Feeling somewhat apologetic for not being able to personally help Jiang Yue, Officer Han volunteered to contact Director Luo.

On the other end of the line, Director Luo was silent for a long time: "Old Han, are you sure Jiang Yue said that?"

"If you don't believe me, go to New Moon Bay and verify it yourself!" Officer Han urged.

"I believe you. I'll handle it. I'll await your news." Director Luo hung up with a click.

Star City Second Hospital Morgue.

The old man guarding the door was sound asleep. The vigorous knocking finally pulled him from his dreams.

"Damn it, I finally got to sleep early for once, who is it?"

A poker face wearing black-rimmed glasses stared grimly at him. He flashed his ID in front of him: "Autopsy."

The old man didn't get a clear look at the ID, but the other person's demeanor and aura made him feel uneasy, so he quickly opened the door.

"Wait outside."

Director Luo's poker face remained expressionless, as if he were made of cast iron, devoid of heart, lungs, or kidneys. He entered the morgue as if it were a bustling marketplace.

He put on a mask and surgical gloves.

After surveying the area, he pulled out the corresponding body drawer.

The victim, Ms. Su's, body came into view immediately.

Her tongue was still sticking out, her skull completely opened, with a gap at the top of her head. Her eyes were wide open, filled with intense despair, unwillingness, fear, and resentment, making it obvious she had died with her eyes wide open.

Even someone as steadfast as Director Luo frowned slightly upon witnessing the tragic scene.

After a three-second pause, Director Luo resumed his poker face and began to move the body with effort.

Indeed, compared to a living person, a corpse was incredibly heavy!

It was so heavy that even Director Luo, who had received professional training, almost couldn't move her.

With great effort, he finally managed to flip the corpse over.

Face down, back up.

This was the position, perfect!

Director Luo seemed afraid she might come back to life, so he observed her for a while, confirmed there was no movement, and then pushed the compartment back. He took off his gloves, produced his own lock, and secured the compartment.

He then affixed an official seal.

Afterward, he left the room, took out a large iron chain, and locked the iron door. He applied another seal.

"You're going home to sleep tonight," Director Luo told the old man guarding the gate.

The old man swore he had never in his life seen such a peculiar and overbearing forensic examiner.

You have your job, and guarding the gate is my job. Why interfere with my work? I want to go home, but who will pay me if my salary is docked tomorrow?

"This seal is not to be removed without police permission."

Director Luo finished speaking and walked out. Back in his car, he connected Officer Han's call. "Tell Jiang Yue I handled it. He owes me a favor."

Without waiting for Officer Han's reply, he hung up with a beep.

Officer Han was probably used to the arrogant types from the Special Department and didn't think much of it. As long as the job was done, one couldn't expect too much etiquette from these oddballs.

However...

Judging by Director Luo's tone, he really valued young Jiang. To go to the morgue in the middle of the night to move a corpse, just to make Jiang Yue owe him a favor?

For a moment, Officer Han even regretted it. Perhaps he shouldn't have asked Director Luo to handle this? With his own position, maybe he could have taken some risks himself?

But he had to admit, compared to a freak like Director Luo, his own psychological fortitude was still lacking.

Moving a corpse alone in the dead of night required a strong psyche; without it, one truly couldn't do it.

Upon receiving Officer Han's message, Jiang Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone like Director Luo might be difficult to deal with, but he was certainly reliable when it came to getting things done. As for owing a favor...

He'd owe one then.

"Uncle Ye, if there are no more accidents, tonight should be safe."

Uncle Ye stammered, "Young Jiang, are you sure?"

"I'm sure about tonight."

Jiang Yue said it with certainty, but Uncle Ye felt completely uneasy.

"Young Jiang, Uncle Ye has a small request. I saw that ghostly creature seemed a bit afraid of you. You saved Xiao Yi twice; you're her great benefactor. How about you stay with us tonight?"

It wasn't an excessively unreasonable request.

When facing such a situation, anyone would cling to a life raft like this and not let go easily.

Jiang Yue thought for a moment. "I'll tell my sister."

When the phone connected, Jiang Ying naturally expressed some displeasure. Two consecutive nights of not coming home was clearly not acceptable. However, upon hearing he was at Uncle Ye and Aunt Zhang's place, Jiang Ying became suspicious.

Not long after hanging up, Jiang Ying arrived with San Gou.

The moment San Gou stepped out of the elevator and saw the handprint on the security door, his eyes immediately changed.

"Second Brother, something unclean has been to this door!"

"The elders say this is a ghost's mark!"

San Gou's pronouncement stunned Uncle Ye and Aunt Zhang, earning him their immediate respect.

Even though San Gou had subtly insulted Aunt Zhang yesterday.

Afterward, Aunt Zhang seemed to have understood something, but now was clearly not the time to hold a grudge.

This kid could see the supernatural just by looking at the door. Could he be an expert too?

The neighbors often said the Old Jiang Family wasn't ordinary. Did even San Gou from the countryside have such insight?

Jiang Yue had only mentioned on the phone that Uncle Ye's family had encountered some trouble. Upon arriving, Jiang Ying realized how serious the situation was.

With the experience of the Year Eater from yesterday, Jiang Ying accepted this matter more easily than Uncle Ye and his family.

Especially after seeing the victim's photo sent by Officer Han, Jiang Ying confirmed, "Little Yue, this is indeed Old Su's daughter. I've seen her a few times at the market."

"What Xiao Yi and I saw tonight was also her," Jiang Yue said grimly.

His words sent a chill down Jiang Ying's spine, and she couldn't help but hug herself.

"San Gou, come with me. Let's walk around the hallway upstairs and downstairs."

Although Director Luo had handled the matter, Jiang Yue was still a little uneasy.

With San Gou's innate Yin Yang Eye, if the ghost really hid in some corner of the hallway, Jiang Yue would at least have a better idea.

That long night, Jiang Yue and his two siblings didn't go home. They stayed with Uncle Ye and helped him out.

Xiao Yi was very scared at first.

It wasn't until after listening to a few of San Gou's jokes that she slowly returned to normal.

By the latter half of the night, she was even chatting and laughing with San Gou.

Finally, a sliver of dawn appeared in the east.

It seemed the sky was finally going to brighten.

Just then—

A terrified, sharp scream from outside pierced the tranquility before dawn.

"Ah!!!!!!"

Jiang Yue jolted, jumping straight up from the sofa.