"Eeeek!"
Seeing the woman disappear, Katie turned deathly pale and grabbed Li Wei's sleeve. There was a ripping sound, and the next instant, she had torn it clean off.
"I-it's a ghost, Mr. Li Wei!"
"Yes, I saw. A ghost."
Li Wei silently stared at his half-torn sleeve, at a loss for words. When Katie grabbed him just now, he had felt as though a Tyrannosaurus had sunk its teeth into him. Before he could react, his sleeve had been torn off like a sheet of paper.
"A-aren't you scared?"
"Right now, I'm more upset about my clothes."
"Ah..."
Katie froze at his words, then finally came to her senses. She looked at Li Wei and gave him an embarrassed smile.
"Ahaha... Um... I'll pay for your formalwear to make it up to you..."
"Sorry for the trouble, then."
Li Wei took his sleeve back from Katie. If he had Erin patch it up when he got home, it should still be wearable. Then he turned toward the nearby gravestone.
"Well, it looks like we've stumbled across an interesting case."
As he spoke, Li Wei studied the gravestone.
The inscription read, "Jim Rogers, XXX-???. Wherever he may be, may his soul find peace."
"You know, this inscription really is rather interesting."
Li Wei stared at the words carved into the stone as he spoke.
"Is something wrong with it?"
By now, Katie had also leaned closer out of curiosity to look at the gravestone.
"Look, it only lists his date of birth, not when he died. And that last sentence is interesting too."
"Wherever he may be, may his soul find peace?"
"Exactly."
Li Wei nodded.
"It doesn't feel like an ordinary grave. There might not even be a body inside. Maybe he went missing, and his family thought he