Possessed by a ghost?

What the hell did this explain; Xia Fan gave him a blank look.

Little Li Zi pulled out the Guanyin^[1]TL’s note: Guanyin is the Buddhist bodhisattva associated with compassion. jade he wore around his neck and started chanting Amitabha for a while.

He then asked: “There can’t really be a ghost, can there? Then in that case, how do you check?”

“If she was really possessed by a ghost, then it would be interesting to find out where did this ghost come from, how did she get possessed, If there are people behind this ghost, and what are the motives of this ghost or what are the motives of the people who ordered him. We don’t want to disappoint Director Geng, right?” Han Zecheng lazily put his legs on an other chair and leaned back. This office chairs were really comfortable.

Xia Fan frowned; she did not like this nonsense Han Zecheng was spouting.

She crossed her arms and said coldly: “I think we should look in the direction of drug control or mind control.”

Han Zecheng replied easily: “It’s been more than two months since the crime, so any drugs that she may have had would have been metabolized by now, Wang Rui’s body has been claimed and cremated so we can’t inspect it either, as for mental control, it would be even harder to check.”

He then jumped from his chair and said to Little Li Zi and Mo Yun: “Little Li Zi, you and Da Yun go to look for clues on Wang Rui side, such as who can benefit from Wang Rui’s death, like his wife, a lover, or any enemies he may have. In addition, check their finances and their account transactions for any anomalies.”

Hethen turned again to Xia Fan and said: ”Come on, pretty girl, let’s get going.”

“Where to?”

“Well to the detention center to meet the beauty who killed her nemesis with a knife, stabbing him 27 times. Let’s see how powerful this ghost is.”

Liao Xiaoqing was indeed a beautiful woman, a weak and slender beauty that people would never associate with murder in any way.

She was led by the policewoman and slowly walked into the interrogation room.

Fine curved eyebrows, big eyes, melon shaped face and she also had a very melancholic classical beauty temperament.

She sat down looking timid, helpless and nervous. She didn’t speak, but seemed to be listening carefully to Xia Fan’s questions.

As for how she got to the alley on Xiaonan Street, where did the dagger come from, and how did she manage to kill Wang Rui, the only thing she had to say about that is that she didn’t know anything and that she didn’t kill him.

Han Zecheng looked at her for a while and then went out.