Jiang Cheng checked his phone. There were no messages or missed calls. "I didn't get anything. What happened?"
"Come over now. We've found something new."
"Come over? Where?" Jiang Cheng had keenly noticed that Mr. Zhang had said "come over," not "come back." That meant they were no longer at the room they'd been in last night.
"We're where you found Wang Fugui last night. We're all here, so hurry over." Mr. Zhang's tone was urgent.
Hearing that it had something to do with the Fatty, Jiang Cheng didn't dare delay. The group hurried to the place from the night before. To be safe, Jiang Cheng called Zhu Jie along the way, and she told him the same thing as Mr. Zhang.
The courtyard looked completely different by day than it had at night. In the dark, everything had been shadowy, as if a ghost lurked behind every tree. But in daylight, the area looked rather pleasant, if a little rundown. No one would have guessed it was a haunted residence.
After about ten minutes, they arrived. They spotted Mr. Zhang and the others gathered in the distance, all looking grim.
"The body's gone..."
Li Bai immediately noticed the problem. Before they'd left last night, half of Gao Yanqing's corpse had been lying on the ground. Now, the grass where it had rested was still bent, but the body had vanished.
"We didn't see it when we got here either, but that's not important." Tang Qisheng looked over Jiang Cheng and the others with a tense expression. "Tell me, which of you went in to rescue him last night?"
"We all came. What's wrong?" Li Bai looked at Tang Qisheng.
Tang Qisheng realized she hadn't understood what he meant and shook his head in exasperation. "Of course I know you