Luo Tianhe's efficiency in handling affairs can be described as very high.

That very evening, he brought both items over.

A small section of red bone, with a complete cartilage ring, wrapped in red cloth, feels warm and smooth to the touch.

There was also a small bag of dry soil wrapped in oil paper. It was dark in color, had no strange smell, and looked no different from ordinary soil.

“This soil was taken from an abandoned, century-old grave by someone I asked. As you said, it was on the sunny side, and the coffin wasn’t disturbed. Only the top layer of dry soil was taken.” Luo Tianhe handed me the items. “The chicken throat bone came from a farmer’s house. He raised a rooster that crowed for over ten years, and it just died of illness the day before yesterday. I paid him a little extra and got the whole chicken throat bone.”

I checked them over and nodded. Both items were of good quality, especially the chicken throat bone, which contained yang energy and was of superior quality.

"What's the next step?" Li Huai asked nervously. "Won't it alert her if we go directly to test her?"

I glanced at Li Huai and said irritably:

"Nonsense, of course we can't just shove them in her face. We need to find an opportunity to let these two things appear in front of her naturally. We want to know her reaction to these two things, to see if she has a ghostly side, not to provoke her, drive her crazy, and then take us down with her."

After all, according to the rules of our ancestors, if you see a ghost pretending to be a person, you should never expose it.

If they don't expose each other, they can live in peace.

Once the truth comes out, who knows if you've discovered she's a ghost? She'll definitely try every means to kill you.

"Zhou Wenxiu is at the police station now. How can we get the stuff in without arousing her suspicion?" Luo Tianhe frowned.

I thought about it for a moment, and it wasn't actually that difficult.

"Didn't Zhang Qiang arrange for a policewoman to take care of him? Have the policewoman bring some personal items over, such as amulets or sachets."

Grind the chicken throat bones into a fine powder and fill the sachet with mugwort or cinnabar. Place the soil from the grave in another cloth bag, saying it's for calming the mind, and put it under your pillow. Give the items to the policewoman when they pass through her hands; it's natural, and we can observe her reaction through her descriptions.

Upon hearing this, Luo Tianhe hesitated for a moment:

"What if she thinks the policewoman noticed something was wrong and is deliberately testing her? Wouldn't that put the policewoman in danger?"

"I already said to use a very small amount, and not to tell the policewoman the truth. Even if she notices something is wrong, she'll try to observe the policewoman's reaction. As long as the policewoman doesn't reveal the slightest flaw, she's unlikely to directly confront her!"

I said confidently.

"And don't forget, that's a police station. Female police officers are naturally upright, so they're not likely to encounter danger."

"That sounds pretty good. Can Zhang Qiang cooperate?" Luo Tianhe's eyes lit up.

"I'll call him and discuss it; it should be fine." I picked up my phone and dialed Zhang Qiang's number.

I quickly finished explaining the plan to him, and Zhang Qiang remained silent for a few seconds on the other end of the phone after listening:

“We could try having Xiao Wang, who’s in charge of looking after things, look after things. She’s meticulous and quick-witted. I’ll explain things to her clearly, and she’ll know what to do. But Chen Yan, what if this thing really triggers her and makes her lose control on the spot? The police station isn’t a place to joke around!”

Zhang Qiang raised the same question as Luo Tianhe, after all, the police station was already under enough pressure.

Not only have they failed to find the victim's head, but if rumors of a haunted police station spread, they will become a laughing stock in the entire city.

Most importantly, it's about public credibility. If a police station is haunted, it will lose all credibility in the eyes of the public.

"Therefore, the amount of chicken throat bone in the sachet should be controlled and not too much, since we are mainly testing the waters."

The amount of soil on the grave mound is minimal. Even if she reacts, she would likely only feel slight discomfort, such as irritability, or unconsciously move away.

If there is a strong reaction, it means she is more unstable than we thought, which is actually a good thing.

At least we know about the danger beforehand. When the time comes, you can act accordingly, stabilize the situation, and just say that she may be allergic to certain spices.

I'll prepare two more talismans for the policewoman; they should offer some protection.

"Okay, I'll arrange it." Hearing me say that, Zhang Qiang readily agreed. "How will you give me the things?"

"I'll have Luo Tianhe deliver it to you later. Just say it's a folk remedy we found that might help calm the nerves and relieve anxiety, and ask you to pass it on for me to try," I said.

After hanging up the phone, I immediately started processing the chicken throat bones.

I found a small stone scoop and carefully ground the chicken throat bone into powder.

"By the way, Chen Yan, when I asked someone to buy soil for the grave, someone told me something." Luo Tianhe suddenly said, seeing my actions.

Without even lifting my eyelids, I continued grinding my teeth and asked, "What is it?"

Luo Tianhe scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said:

"Back then, I was trying to be efficient and discreet. When there were many people in the market, I shouted at the top of my lungs, offering a lot of money for soil from a hundred-year-old grave and chicken throat bones. There were quite a few people watching. One person who looked mysterious told me that if I couldn't buy them, I could try the ghost market in the west of the city."

I couldn't help but stop what I was doing, and my lips twitched.

I wondered how he could be so efficient; it turns out he used this method.

"There's a saying about that ghost market. Every month on the fifteenth of the lunar calendar, after midnight, some special stalls appear under the abandoned bridge over the old moat in the west of the city. They disperse as soon as it gets light. They sell all sorts of things, some of which are of dubious origin..."

Luo Tianhe said mysteriously.

“But Brother Luo, we don’t really need to buy anything. We’ve already prepared chicken throat bones and grave soil,” Li Huai muttered to himself. He felt that place was a bit eerie and didn’t really want to go.

I pondered for a moment, glanced at my phone, and realized it was the 15th of the lunar calendar. If I missed it, I might have to wait a month. Although there was nothing I wanted to buy, I could still browse around.

"That's interesting. Let's go check it out tonight."

I ignored Li Huai and spoke to Luo Tianhe.

Li Huai immediately made a face: "I have something to do, so I won't go. My master wants me to learn acupuncture from him. Once I learn it, I'll give you acupuncture every day. It can improve blood circulation and remove blood stasis. It's very effective!"

"Get lost, you have to go!" Luo Tianhe snapped angrily.

“That’s right. With your destiny, you might attract more stall owners. If they sell something particularly mysterious, they might even use you as collateral. You should be quite valuable in the ghost market; you’d be considered a form of hard currency.”

I nodded in agreement with Luo Tianhe, and Li Huai's expression changed upon hearing this.