Jiang Nuo remained leaning against the railing, watching the two leave as their voices faded into the distance.
The agent even lowered their voice, saying, "From now on, you have to wear a mask when you go out late at night, otherwise fans will take pictures of you without your consent. Look, the photos are already leaked on Weibo."
"... I understand." Lin Youqi said reluctantly.
Jiang Nuo raised an eyebrow slightly and immediately took out her phone to access her Weibo side account.
After several accidental slips of the finger while browsing gossip, he was ordered by Cui Ming to create a secret account that no one would know about.
Clicking into entries related to Lin Youqi, I quickly saw pictures taken by fans.
It was pitch black, but the people in the photo looked quite white.
He zoomed in on the background, then ran downstairs to Si Yan's side, asking, "Where is this?"
Si Yan leaned closer to look, naturally putting her arm around his waist, then shook her head after a few seconds, "I don't know."
Jiang Nuo: "..."
He pinched Si Yan's earlobe. "Then why are you looking so closely?"
Si Yan frowned, looking aggrieved. "I thought I could tell."
He leaned on Jiang Nuo's shoulder, as if he felt he had been scolded.
"Let me take a look."
Song Zheng, who had been observing from downstairs, came over, took the phone, glanced at it, and said confidently, "This is the eastern suburbs, not far from the crematorium."
"Hey... not far from the crematorium."
Song Zheng slapped his thigh, "Isn't that the road where Zhang Da had his accident and died?!"
The two cases are now connected.
The three exchanged glances, Jiang Nuo boldly guessed, "Perhaps Lin Youqi was one of the customers Zhang Da brought that night."
Si Yan remained noncommittal, then added, " Lin Youqi lied just now."
Song Zheng nodded. "Yes, especially when he answered the question about nightmares just now. He subconsciously scratched his ear, looked directly into your eyes, but his expression was stiff. This is a typical example of aggressive lying."
"But this also proves that this person has a strong mental fortitude. Anyone with weaker mental fortitude would have shifty eyes when lying, like the agent who just took Lin Youqi away."
Jiang Nuo clapped his hands, "No wonder you're a policeman! You're amazing, brother!"
Without having to stay in the gloomy tomb, Song Zheng maintained a stable level of professionalism. He couldn't tell much from ghosts, but he was good at judging people.
Song Zheng smiled modestly.
Si Yan: "I will have people keep a close eye on Lin Youqi. Even if he isn't the real culprit, he won't escape involvement."
The three of them entered the room Lin Youqi had mentioned. As soon as they opened the door, they were greeted by a strong, unpleasant smell of decay.
The furniture was scattered, as if it had been rummaged through.
The black wooden cabinet had been smashed open, and the double doors had been removed and were lying haphazardly on the ground.
Jiang Nuo kicked the wooden plank. "These pieces of wood have a strong yin energy; maybe... they can even summon the soul of that old ghost."
We did it right away.
Jiang Nuo bit her finger, and a chilling aura swirled around her as she used a summoning incantation to gather a ghostly spirit.
Si Yan cast a spell with one hand behind him to assist.
Song Zheng looked around, then sat down on the ground. He was used to the two of them doing everything in pairs.
Unexpectedly, sitting down led him to discover something.
The difference in perspective allowed Song Zheng to see the hole in the corner of the wall that he hadn't noticed on his previous visits.
He frowned, squatted down again, and slowly moved towards the corner of the wall. He peered inside and found that the hole was quite deep, but also very narrow; even a child might not be able to squeeze through it.
It's probably a storage hole.
Thinking this, Song Zheng found a feather duster in the room, held it in his hand, and went inside to poke around.
He tentatively reached inside, guessing there was a box inside that didn't seem dangerous, and simply reached in to take it.
Just then, black mist filled the room, and the scattered spirits that Lin Youqi had dispersed reassembled, bewildered yet full of resentment.
Sensing that there were other people in the room, the ghost became even more eager to make a move.
Song Zheng immediately put down the box, took the gun, and hugged his frail self.
Si Yan's voice possessed Spiritual Power and was mellow and resonant.
"Who is the soul? What caused its death? Why did it become a ghost?"
The ghost felt an overwhelming sense of oppression and dared not resist, but it was no longer a ghost and its mind could not keep up.
The mere act of turning around nearly caused the soul to dissipate.
"The house is afflicted by a malevolent spirit, a deadly one."
The ghost did not answer Si Yan's question, but uttered only seven words before nearly vanishing.
"Oh my!"
Jiang Nuo quickly took out the Soul Gathering Bottle from his spatial storage and absorbed the ghostly spirit into it to nourish it.
It will take seven days for it to reform into a ghost.
He patted the gourd bottle, his face contorted with pain.
"This thing is incredibly valuable."
Si Yan smiled, her brows relaxed, and she always found Nuonuo's lively expressions adorable.
"I still have a lot of money that I can give to Nuonuo."
Jiang Nuo was surprised for half a second, then lowered her eyes, "The problem is, this can't be bought with money."
[0732.]
[I am here.]
[You haven't posted any side quests lately, and the main quest to save Si Yan hasn't progressed either. I reasonably suspect you're slacking off.]
[...]
0732 Silence.
It's not its fault that the main quest isn't progressing!
[... Side Quest: The Mystery of the Lucky People's Deaths, Reward Points: 2000]
[Reporting the main quest progress to the tasker: 82%, system monitoring is accurate, no doubt required.]
It seems that discovering Si Yan's past life doesn't help with the main quest.
Jiang Nuo couldn't help but sigh; this was really difficult.
"Come and take a look."
Song Zheng had already opened the box, but the contents left him completely bewildered.
What are all these things?
Si Yan squatted down and carefully put on her gloves before picking them up.
"It's a redemption card given as a prize after winning a big lottery..."
Si Yan hissed, "This must be that old ghost. He's so lucky; every card he gets is a grand prize."
"Oh My God!"
Song Zheng, who is extremely unlucky, was so envious that he cried!
Jiang Nuo touched his left eye thoughtfully, " The Mystery of the Lucky People's Deaths."
It should be referring to the three people who died in the case.
"Could it be that this old ghost was also a victim in the past!"
With this idea in mind, Song Zheng immediately said he would retrieve the records of those who had previously purchased the villa.
There are no more clues here.
With points in hand, Jiang Nuo was highly motivated. "Next place: Zhang Da's family!"