I could understand why Xiao Gu was in a difficult position.
It wasn't just because Xu Tie and his wife refused to talk. It was also because in Workers and Peasants Sixth Village, hauntings weren't just superstition or a joke.
You could tell from the attitude of the crowd gathered outside. They seemed to believe, at least somewhat, that Xu Guangzong had come back from the dead.
It wasn't that they believed in divine retribution. Deep down, they simply felt it was normal for Workers and Peasants Sixth Village to be haunted.
Xiao Gu glanced toward the doorway several times.
The police investigating inside, however, paid no attention and continued working.
Xiao Gu must have noticed my gaze shifting. He glanced at the officers too, then said, "That's a forensic technician from the municipal bureau's criminal investigation department. Xu Guangming crashed through the window and fell from the building. There are some signs of a disturbance in his bedroom, so they can't yet confirm it was suicide."
Usually, when a body was discovered, the municipal bureau's criminal investigation department would send people to investigate. If the scene and the victim's circumstances were simple and clear, and murder could quickly be ruled out, they would close the case promptly.
I only had a vague understanding of police procedure. All I could see was how carefully the officers examined every corner of the room. It looked a bit like something from a crime drama. Taking Xiao Gu's explanation into account, I could form a rough guess.
It certainly wasn't a reassuring one.
Xu Guangming might have hallucinated and fought with himself, crashing through the window and falling to his death. Or he might really have been attacked by something.
I glanced at Xu Guangming, who was still kneeling there.
The fear on