Back to last night.
"Lawyer Chen, was it really you who died?"
In the second-floor room, Qin Manjiang looked at the corpse with its face mangled beyond recognition and asked quietly.
His gaze swept swiftly over the mist at his feet.
The mist was dissipating.
Why had mist appeared in a room where someone had died? Was it an incarnation of the Vengeful Ghost?
Or... something else?
His fingertips tapped unconsciously against the edge of the bed. As the mist vanished completely, Qin Manjiang stood up to leave, only to hear a man's voice behind him:
"She's not dead."
Qin Manjiang turned around. The tall doctor, Yan Xiao, was leaning against the doorway.
"You don't seem surprised that I'm still here?" Yan Xiao asked with some curiosity when he saw Qin Manjiang's calm expression.
"I am surprised," Qin Manjiang admitted. "My face just can't show it."
That ridiculous explanation made Yan Xiao think Qin Manjiang was brushing him off, so he asked no more.
In fact, Qin Manjiang was telling the truth.
After learning from Zhong Xueran that the doctor had something wrong with his head, Qin Manjiang had also thought the doctor had gone mad when that situation unfolded earlier. He hadn't expected most of Yan Xiao's actions to have been an act.
"How do you know she's still alive?" Qin Manjiang asked.
The doctor's expression was fairly calm as he simply looked at the corpse. "She overdid it."
"My scalpel can be used not only on the living, but also on people who haven't been dead for long. Only a few people know that, though."
Yan Xiao walked toward the window and examined the glass and its surroundings closely. "Chen Yu is one of them. We worked together before."
"Look at this corpse." He looked down at the