Chapter 595 - He’s Already Dead (2/2)

Chen Ge had not left the park with his backpack, and he maintained a sharp alert around Jia Ming. Ever since Chen Ge entered the room, the atmosphere had changed. Lee Zheng massaged his thudding temples, and his bloodshot eyes looked at the two who were staring at each other. “Please, both of you, calm down.”

Seeing as Jia Ming’s emotions were slowly calming down, he told the doctor to go and nurse the wound on his hand while he stood up to remove all the fragile and sharp objects from the bed.

“Tell me, why are you calling him a ghost? Have you seen him before?” Lee Zheng had interrogated many criminals, and he knew that Jia Ming’s reaction earlier was not an act.

Jia Ming did not dare to speak, and his eyes kept darting around. Finally, after multiple questions from Lee Zheng, he sighed. “I saw his murder with my own eyes!”

“I was murdered?” Not only Lee Zheng, even Chen Ge was shocked. In the morning, he had stayed obediently at the Haunted House, and occasionally, he would wander out at night, but he was sure that he had not been killed in any shape or form.

“But he’s here in his physical body. Are you sure you did not just imagine this? When a person is under high stress situation or possesses a highly unstable mental faculty, hallucinations can happen quite often. After all, most of the time, our brain will only allow us to see what we wish to see.” Lee Zheng tried to analyze this from a professional angle.

“He’s not a living man; you have to trust me! He’s very dangerous! He’s really a ghost, a ghost back to claim lives!” The mention of Chen Ge caused Jia Ming’s emotions to unravel. “He will kill me. Those who get too close to him will die—I will die, no! Everyone in this room will die!”

Jia Ming yelled loudly, so loud in fact, the patients in the other rooms could hear him clearly. Both Lee Zheng and the doctor in the room frowned.

“It’s not beneficial for the patient’s health to allow him to keep yelling like this. I still suggest we should administer some anesthetic,” the doctor suggested again but was still denied by Lee Zheng.

This experienced officer was observing Jia Ming’s tone and expression. He even paid attention to the way the man’s pupils moved when he was speaking. He was surprised by his conclusion; Jia Ming did not appear to be lying.

Hearing Jia Ming’s accusation, Chen Ge did not deny it instantly but instead started to stare back at Jia Ming with some interest in his eyes. This reaction made Lee Zheng rather speechless.

Normally, if the living human next to him was accused by the suspect to be dead, Lee Zheng would laugh and then drag the suspect to see a psychiatrist. However, this happened to Chen Ge, and Lee Zheng started to have doubts. The man next to him had a case file dedicated to him at the main station’s filing room. He had helped the police solved many murder cases, and it was not wrong to say the man walked the same path as death. However, this did not mean that he suspected that Chen Ge was dead—he merely suspected that this case would dig up even scarier things.

“You said that I will kill you? Then what is my motive?”

When a person was suddenly scared, their body would react in involuntary ways. In the study of this field, Chen Ge was an expert. When he entered the door, his eyes had fallen directly on Jia Ming. The man reacted in extreme fear—whether it was his expression or tone, they were extremely authentic, but for Chen Ge, they were also a bit much.

Jia Ming’s reaction was slightly different from the reaction of the visitors at his Haunted House when they were scared. If not for the fact that he scared people for a living, he would not have been able to tell the difference.

With a theory in his heart, the way that Chen Ge looked at Jia Ming changed from kindness to suspicion.

“You said that I will kill you, then you have to at least give me a reason to kill you, right?”