"This doesn't make sense," Wu Ling said. "It doesn't fit with what we know, or with the common sense we've built up from past experience."
"So it's more likely that the kid has some kind of ability, right?" the thin man said.
The fat man objected. "Even if that Yu Chuanfeng did something to Brother Zheng's mother, what about the fried chicken shop and the takeout from before? There's still a strange ghost in Minqing... uh... running a restaurant that serves questionable food, right?"
The conversation had come full circle.
"There are plenty of people with something wrong in their heads in this world. If they turn into ghosts with something wrong in their heads after they die, you can't exactly call that abnormal, can you?" the thin man said.
Wu Ling shook her head. "Ghosts evolve from living people, but they're very different from the living. After death, people can only become ghosts because of an obsession. Someone who dies unwilling to accept their fate and wants to rule the world might become a guide. So what would someone have to be thinking as they died to make them run so many restaurants that served questionable food?"
It was impossible to explain.
If the goal was to poison the whole world, this wouldn't be the way to do it, would it? If the goal was to build a restaurant empire, then why use questionable ingredients? The ghost he controlled had deceived the living. Couldn't he have bought ingredients through normal channels?
"There must be something we haven't figured out. Maybe the world has changed, or maybe there's something everyone before us overlooked. If we don't figure it out, we won't be able to catch that ghost," Wu Ling said. "We'll find an excuse to approach your colleague's mother and