The Fat One raised his hand. "I haven't bled recently."
"I'm just saying that's how it works," the Thin One said.
"No way. She absorbed souls herself, and somehow managed to kill herself?" The Fat One didn't agree with the Thin One's theory. It was possible for blood to accidentally get absorbed into the Fat One, though.
I also didn't think Gu Yan could have done something like that.
The Thin One thought it over. "Maybe. Her behavior... I mean, there was something wrong with her head to begin with. Look at what she did after she became a ghost. None of it made sense. She didn't set any rules; she just bewitched people into killing themselves. She was a lunatic."
There was some logic to the Thin One's explanation.
Gu Yan's actions were like those of a totally unrestrained avenger. It wasn't impossible that hatred had suddenly clouded her mind and she'd absorbed too many souls.
There was no way for us to reach a correct conclusion by discussing it among ourselves.
After talking for a while, we prepared to go to Workers and Peasants Sixth Village to finish the day's work.
The Thin One took a stack of printed demolition notices, while the Fat One and the others brought the list of property owners.
Before we left, I went to see the old leader.
The old leader was much the same as before. More accurately, he hadn't changed since I left. He still looked troubled by what had happened with Jiang You.
"Go on. Do your work properly. Don't slack off on this last bit," the old leader encouraged us.
I agreed and left the old leader's office. As I passed Jiang You's office, I noticed that the door was shut tight, and there was no sound coming