Chapter 120: Daytime Lady Ghost I (2/2)
I opened the car boot and took out a freshly cleaned western suit.
I removed the plastic bag that came with it.
It was big enough for the lady to fit inside.
I took off her white gown and put her into the bag before moving it into the boot of my car.
Upon closing it, I heaved a sigh of relief.
I started wiping the bloodstain on the ground with her white gown.
After about five wipes, the red pool became a black patch.
It wasn't as eye-grabbing as the blood, but it was still noticeable upon closer observation.
I prayed for rain and went back to the boot to stash the gown into the bag as well.
After making sure that there weren't any stains on myself, I hopped back into the car, only to be reminded that the window was still filled with blood patches.
I activated the water ejector and wiper before getting off the car with a cloth.
I started wiping the stains until there was no trace left at all.
Of course, it was impossible to clear all evidence since the dent at the head was quite big and unconcealable.
I opened the bonnet and stained the cloth with black engine oil.
The cloth was no longer blood red in color so I figured that no one would suspect a thing.
I walked over to the shrubs, about to toss the cloth away, when I spotted a tripod.
There was a mobile phone secured on top of the tripod.
There was an ongoing recording, the angle at which it was placed captured the accident site well.
I separated the phone from the tripod. The phone casing was adorable and I was convinced that the phone belonged to that lady ghost. I shut the video recording off.
It was an iPhone 6 and since I was using an iPhone 5, navigation wasn't difficult.
I activated Siri and asked, ”Who am I?”
Siri's voice rang clear, ”Easy. w.a.n.g Xiaomei.”
Siri also read out her messages and emails.
I tried going to the home menu but the phone was locked.
The lady ghost must have started the recording from the locked screen itself.
Frustrated, I moved the tripod into my car boot and used the lady's thumb to unlock her phone.
I was about to delete the recording when I found many other videos.
All were of her, disguised as a ghost, scaring drivers on the road. There were at least 10 of such videos inside.
I erased her whole photo alb.u.m before clearing the deleted section as well.
I opened her Weibo and discovered that she had over 200,000 fans.
After watching her videos, I finally understood her motive for appearing on the road.
She played pranks on people to gain followers. I was just her target this morning.
I quickly sent a new post: ”How meaningless. I'm done with the pranks.”
I set the phone to silent mode and stuffed it into my pocket.
I looked at the gra.s.s heap along the road and wondered if I should dump the tripod in there.
I turned back to the car and noticed the brake marks on the road. Shaking my head, I decided that it was better to keep the tripod with me.
I walked around the whole site once more, observing that I had done a good job of tidying up the scene.
I looked at the lady in the boot one last time.
It was fortunate that the road was by the sea and newly built, hence the lack of facilities and installations. I had a chance of getting away with this.
I returned to my car and drove, back and forth, over the track a few times before making an abrupt brake to create new track marks.
I got off the car and observed the road again.
At that point, it no longer looked like there had been a collision, simply just drivers who were drifting along the road.
Feeling rea.s.sured, I hopped back into the car and gave my colleague a call.
”Are you going to work today?” I asked.
”It's already 5:30, why aren't you here yet?” he questioned instead.
”My wife is facing some problems so could you request a leave on my behalf and get someone else to replace me? 500 dollars a day, thanks,” I requested.
”500 a day? Since when have you become so generous?”
”Knock it off. I gotta go.”
I started the car and made a U-turn.
Not long after, my phone buzzed.
On the screen flashed the number 110.
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