Tang Changsheng enlarged the photo. He could just make out an eerie smile at the corner of the corpse's mouth.
Keeping his expression unchanged, he went through the photos one by one and found the same smile on most of the dead.
By then, the two policemen watching beside him had noticed it too. A chill ran straight through them.
Tang Changsheng had a fair idea of what was going on.
"Do you want the truth or a lie?" Tang Changsheng asked.
"The truth, of course!" Both policemen nodded repeatedly.
Tang Changsheng glanced at their ranks. Liang Ge, the senior of the two, had spent decades in the police and was only a sergeant. The younger Cui Zhengfei was a constable, the lowest rank.
They were just two small fry. A faint smile touched Tang Changsheng's lips. "Your superiors didn't assign you this case, did they? You decided to investigate it yourselves?"
The policemen exchanged a glance. Embarrassed, they nodded despite themselves.
Tang Changsheng smiled again. That made sense. The police might be an arm of force, but their superiors in the Police Bureau were bureaucrats all the same!
And to bureaucrats, avoiding trouble whenever possible was instinct!
Why would they investigate deaths that so clearly looked like suicides? These policemen must have found the situation intolerable and pursued it on their own.
Now that he looked, he had been right on the mark!
With a hint of mockery, he said, "I'm afraid this case is beyond you. Vicious Ghosts are behind these killings."
"Vicious Ghosts? What kind of Vicious Ghosts would be vicious enough to kill so many people?" the young constable Cui Zhengfei exclaimed.
Tang Changsheng said evenly, "I'm afraid it isn't just one. There are Grudge Ghosts killing people too."
The photos showed that nearly two-thirds of