C8 (1/2)

My name is Zhang Nan, and I'm a psychic. Friends often call me Da Nan, Nan.

I don't have a proper career. I only occasionally help people look at feng shui and get away with it. Most of the time, I loiter around, sightseeing, and survive on a fund.

I don't like to talk much, and I have little interest. Besides, I rarely lie, except in one particular case.

Almost all the year round, I wear a black suit and black sunglasses.

My sunglasses are custom-made because my eyes are defective and I can't see anything in the world. But the most important thing is that my eyes can't see the light.

In this world, there are many psychic who have Yin Yang Eyes, and I am just a Yin Eye. I could see the ghosts from hundreds of meters away, but I couldn't see the people in front of me.

So I can't leave my sunglasses.

My suit was also specially made. There was a layer of powder on top of it to weaken the ghost's yin aura.

At the moment, I was walking in a wet alley because I received a call from my university classmate yesterday.

”Nan, it's really hard for me on a case, find some time to help me take a look, it's really strange …”

After listening to his story, I finally realized that it was a small hair salon that was involved in illegal activities. Four corpses had been created overnight and their bodies were filled with mud. The Yin Qi at the scene was quite dense, and they had even found some underworld money.

As for the murderer, for the time being, he did not have any clues, nor did he find any important clues.

Energetic. Just like before, if it wasn't an incident caused by someone, I wouldn't have notified you.

”At least give me a conclusion!”

”We'll see.”

In this world, I'm afraid the only person who understands me is Wang Zili. We were close friends for many years, and both of us helped each other in some way.

Under my eyes, I stood in front of the hair salon called ”Wenwen”. The shop's door was locked, but Wang Zili had already given me the key.

As I stepped into the shop, I could smell a thick smell of damp earth, accompanied by a cold wind, coming from the corridor.

It was dark inside.

As I went upstairs, I heard a slight noise.

Sure enough, just as Wang Zili had described, the second floor was filled with mud, and mud continued to seep out from the gaps of the doors.

I slowly pushed open the fourth door.

The room was extremely dark and gloomy. The mud on my feet was slowly rippling.

I was sure that there were some faint soul sounds, mixed with the sound of insects, interweaving into a noise.

There was also a mysterious aura lingering behind me.

At this moment, I touched something on my shoulder. I touched it with my hand. It was actually mud.

Mud fell from the top.

More clumps of mud came crashing down, followed by muddy water, and the whole room began to rain.

Instead of dodging, I looked up.

I saw a male ghost lying on the roof. His body had already merged with the mud and was trembling.

”Your name is Zhou Lin, right?” I asked.

He was too stunned to think that I would have investigated this place beforehand.

”Did you kill those four people?” To tell the truth, I don't quite believe that a guy who was good enough to be a chef when he was alive would have such a cruel temperament.

But he didn't want to confront me at all. He came down screaming, like a thin sheet of paper, his hands and feet blurry and shapeless.

As he approached me, he let out a whimper. I know he can't break the gold powder I have on my suit.

Then I grabbed with my right hand, and he was caught in the air by me, unable to free himself.

”Let go! ”Let go!” he shouted.

I ignored him and turned away.

Because I already discovered that there was another one behind me!

I made a grabbing motion with my left hand and a gust of cold wind blew towards me. I was able to control something invisible and intangible. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to see what was in front of them, but I could clearly see that it was a female ghost that had just died.

There was a high chance that four people in the store had died in the hands of this man and woman pair.

”Xiaomei, this person is not someone to be trifled with, can you leave now?!” Zhou Lin shouted.

”No, bro, I can't move!” The female ghost called Xiaomei responded.

”Sir, please let us go.” Zhou Lin began to beg me.

I sighed, thinking: Did you plan to let those four people go when you killed them?

However, I had a feeling that the idea of killing someone came from this ghost girl. Her resentment was even greater.

So I decided to interrogate them.

After what they said, I soon figured out the whole story. So it turned out that this ghost girl called Xiaomei was a waitress who stayed at the same restaurant as Zhou Lin when she was still alive. After hearing that Zhou Lin had died, Xiaomei was momentarily in a daze, and had actually committed suicide after him. That night, the two ghosts walked in the alley, but Xiaomei was unable to appear, so the only person that could be seen was Zhou Lin. Just as I guessed, all four of them died to Xiaomei. Xiaomei grew up with a single parent family, so she might be a little stubborn in nature.

After explaining, I decided to let them go. They were ghosts, after all, and not subject to rules such as the law of the earth. But they promised me they wouldn't hurt anyone again.

I believe them.

I didn't return the force and instead left for the next area.

There's something else I have to deal with.