Chi Shen didn't hesitate and hung up the phone.

Dad Bai is his biological father, the current head and patriarch of the Bai family, Bai Ximing.

If it were before, he would definitely be very happy to receive a call from Bai's father. Not only would he answer the call immediately, but he would also speak politely and carefully to his biological father. But now it is different.

Now Chi Shen just felt that this person was troublesome, disturbing him from understanding the difficulties encountered by his future colleagues.

On the other end of the phone, in Bai Ximing's study, Bai Ximing was sitting on his mahogany chair, with He Lao sitting next to him, and Bai Ran was standing quietly and respectfully beside him. He was still wearing his bloodstained pajamas. Although he tried hard to maintain his usual gentle appearance, his disheveled appearance still made him look very embarrassed.

Seeing the call was hung up, the three of them showed subtle expressions. Bai Ximing was a little angry, He Lao was a little worried, and Bai Ran still looked respectful, but a mocking sneer flashed across his face.

He just explained the situation to the two of them, and made it clear that the ghost in the old house escaped, and Lu Xiangyang was killed by the ghost in the old house. Chi Shen must have found something or done something in the old house, which caused these series of events to happen.

But the two old men just laughed after hearing it and didn't take it seriously at all.

Bai Ran had completely disregarded his own face, and frantically told them that Bai Wan had come out and that it was Chi Shen's doing. At this time, he did not forget to drag Chi Shen into the water. Finally, as if to give him some face, Bai Ximing said like alms that he would call Chi Shen to ask.

"The old house is most dangerous at night," He Lao said to save Bai Ximing's dignity, "Chi Shen must have encountered an emergency."

Bai Ximing seemed very generous. He seemed to understand Chi Shen very well: "If he is still alive, he will definitely fight back immediately. Then we will know the situation. Give the young man some time."

After saying that, he picked up the teacup, blew on it gently, took a sip of tea, and didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

Chi Shen had no idea that there were three people in the Bai family study who thought he would call back. He had already started to get to know his new colleagues. Of course, even if he knew, he would just say, I’m busy, wait.

After hanging up the phone, Chi Shen started to use his mobile phone to search for cases in Hong Kong or its surrounding areas more than 20 years ago. He also noticed that the two girls he met in the cake shop before were talking about serial murders, so he paid special attention to the serial murders.

The search results were very complicated. Chi Shen took a look and frowned. It was almost like looking for a needle in a haystack to lock down the case of the death in the floral dress.

At this time, Ji Xingchen pushed his glasses and said, "Do you need help?"

Chi Shen immediately pushed the phone over. He looked at Ji Xingchen again and suddenly said, "Show me your hand."

Ji Xingchen moved his eyes away from the phone and looked at Chi Shen. Seeing that he was serious, he stretched out his left hand.

Chi Shen gestured to him: "That hand."

Ji Xingchen had no choice but to stretch out his right hand. His pale and slender fingers were covered with tiny scars, and there was still frost on the finger joints, making his hand look like a broken beauty.

The red-dressed female ghost looked over curiously: "You're hurt!"

Then she frowned and thought for a moment: "Injured? Nothing happened just now."

Ji Xingchen also looked at Chi Shen.

Chi Shen looked at the wound on Ji Xingchen's hand and said, "You used to push your glasses with your right hand, but after you came back, you always used your left hand. Habits you develop won't change easily, so you are trying to hide something. Think about it, it can only be that I hurt you."

Having been in the death game for a long time, Chi Shen still has the ability to observe details. Otherwise, he would not be alive today.

After hearing his words, Ji Xingchen's eyes moved slightly. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't open his mouth.

After looking at Ji Xingchen's hand for a while, Chi Shen took out a handful of beads and put them in Ji Xingchen's hand. He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I hurt you. Please have some candy."

The body of a ghost is made up of Yin Qi, so as long as the Yin Qi is replenished, the wound can be healed or the ghost can become stronger. Therefore, Chi Shen used the most direct method at this moment and fed Ji Xingchen something to eat.

Ji Xingchen looked at the candy in his hand that Chi Shen mentioned.

They were beads slightly smaller than ping-pong balls, mainly white, with black, brown, blue and green circles in front and a small tail at the back. One of the circles even blinked.

Ji Xingchen: "Sugar?"

These are clearly eyeballs that can blink!

"I once helped a kid find his doll," Chi Shen seemed to recall something happy. He smiled and said, "He gave me a box of candies as a thank you gift. These are some of them."

Although it was he who put the knife on the doll's neck and asked the child, "Do you want candy or a doll?", and the child exchanged the candy for his doll, he felt that it was not an exaggeration to call it a thank-you gift.

He did help retrieve the doll after all.

Ji Xingchen looked at the eyeballs. To ghosts and monsters, these were indeed a handful of candies, because the yin energy contained in the eyeballs was their best tonic.

He didn't eat the candy immediately and seemed to be hesitating.

"Candy," the red-dressed female ghost was already drooling, "I want candy too."

The girl in the floral dress also looked over eagerly, her dry face full of desire.

The red-clothed female ghost looked at Ji Xingchen's face, slowly and carefully probing, and stretched out her only remaining hand, about to touch the candy in Ji Xingchen's hand——

Ji Xingchen suddenly withdrew his hand, grabbed the handful of candy and put them all into his mouth. After swallowing, his hand quickly returned to normal, and even his translucent body became clearer.

The red-clothed female ghost's hands froze in mid-air, and she looked like she was about to cry.

Chi Shen looked at Ji Xingchen with a smile: "You think you are still a human being."

Affirmative tone.

Ji Xingchen did not avoid the question: "I am slowly accepting the fact that I am dead."

Chi Shen walked past him, patted his shoulder and encouraged him, "Come on."

Ji Xingchen: "I will."

Chi Shen: "I'm going to see my sister."

Ji Xingchen: “Okay.”

After Chi Shen left, the red-clothed female ghost looked at Ji Xingchen with resentment and said aggrievedly, "Sugar."

Ji Xingchen was searching for information about the murder on his phone, and said without even looking up, "Tonight at twelve o'clock, the main house is safe, you can go find him and ask for two drops of blood."

The red-clothed female ghost's eyes immediately lit up and she crawled away happily.

Chi Shen didn't leave for long. He went to Bai Wan's small courtyard and asked Bai Ran if he had disturbed her. After getting the answer "Bai Ran didn't dare to step into the courtyard at all", he came back.

"Where is the female ghost?" Chi Shen looked around and found that the female ghost in red was gone again!

"She went out for something," Ji Xingchen said calmly. He turned the phone 180 degrees and showed it to Chi Shen. "Found it. It's a serial murder case in the suburbs of Gangcheng 26 years ago."

Chi Shen flipped through it and found that this was a blogger who summarized major murder cases. The title of this blog post was "The Most Cruel Serial Murder Case in Hong Kong", and the interface that Ji Xingchen showed him was exactly the photo of the person who died in the floral dress. The dress with white background and blue flowers occupied the main position in the entire photo.

The girl in the floral dress in this photo is still a girl in her twenties, completely different from the withered-faced female ghost now. Only the blue and white dress can connect the two together.

The following is a text description: The victim, Zhao, was killed and his blood was drained.

"The case has been solved," Ji Xingchen said, "and the criminal is dead."

Chi Shen scrolled directly to the end of this blog post, and indeed saw that the main culprit had been arrested more than 20 years ago, sentenced to death, and the death penalty had been executed.

The murderer died more than twenty years ago.

As a result, Chi Shen had new questions.

Previously, he thought it was normal for people to become ghosts after death, but two days ago, he found out that there was an organization that was in charge of catching ghosts. So, for ghosts like Floral Skirt, which were transformed from evil deeds, isn't there anyone to manage them? Just let them wander in time and harm people at random?

In the past, Chi Shen might have called the Bai family to ask, or even used this as a topic to get closer to Bai Ximing, but now, he immediately called Yuan Yiping.

Compared to the Bai family, he would definitely choose to trust public officials.

Yuan Yiping answered the call very quickly, and the first thing he said was, "Did you encounter a ghost? Take my advice and move out of the Bai family's old house. That place is too dangerous and not suitable for ordinary people like you to live in."

"It's okay," Chi Shen looked at Ji Xingchen beside him, then looked at the girl in the floral dress who was standing upright in the house with her head down, and said, "I think they are pretty easy to get along with, but I'm really a little worried."

Yuan Yiping: "Easy to get along with?"

Chi Shen decided to avoid this question. He was afraid that he would never be able to explain this to Yuan Yiping. He said with a hint of worry: "Will the person who died outside my house become a ghost and come to find me?"

He did not ask directly about the case from more than 20 years ago because he did not completely trust Yuan Yiping. After all, if this ghost-catching organization was really so useful, then ghosts in this entire house should not exist.

Yuan Yiping was choked: "You're not worried about being haunted by ghosts living in that haunted house, but you're worried about whether a person who just died will come to find you?"

"That's for sure," Chi Shen said in a very serious tone, "I have no grudges against the ghosts in this house, so they definitely won't come looking for me. But the same can't be said for the person who just died. They might think I didn't save him, even though I didn't save him, otherwise I would still save him."

Yuan Yiping: “…”

Chi Shen: "Should I make some preparations?"

Yuan Yiping took a deep breath and said, "No need. We have dealt with it. He Chao will not become a fierce ghost. For this kind of murder case, we will deal with the victims who may become fierce ghosts later."

Chi Shen looked at the floral skirt. According to Yuan Yiping, why did the floral skirt exist?

"No matter how long the case has been going on, as long as the ghost can be found, will you handle it?" Chi Shen asked.

"It can't be called handling," Yuan Yiping said on the other end, "We call it salvation internally. I only came to Hong Kong City two years ago. Before that, the Special Security Bureau didn't have such a complete organization. It was still handled in a family-style manner. The incidents in Hong Kong City were all handled by the Bai family. Although the Bai family has been a little strange recently, when it came to the older generation, they were still reliable."

In the reliable Bai family's main residence, in the study of the current patriarch Bai Ximing, Bai Ximing took out his mobile phone and called Chi Shen again. This time the line was busy.

Mr. He: "He must have just escaped from danger and called you back. The two of you just happened to have the same timing."

Bai Ximing put down his phone, took another sip of tea, suppressed his emotions, and still smiled: "Give the young people a chance."

It was the last two words that he said that were not so casual.

However, another five minutes passed and the phone still didn't ring.