Chapter 12 is about Chu Yihou, who caught Chen Jiahao because of the fake medicine...

Chu Yihou grabbed Chen Jiahao's shoulders and pressed him down as he became agitated.

"Why are you so agitated? Are you feeling guilty? If you're not guilty, why are you so agitated? Could it be that you're hiding something? Did you kill Tian Weifeng?"

Chu Yihou launched a barrage of attacks.

Chen Jiahao was on the verge of exploding, but reason told him that he couldn't rush things.

Getting anxious means you're feeling guilty.

He tried hard to control his emotions.

"I didn't kill anyone, I didn't! I just... I feel like you're doubting me. Shouldn't I be angry? Being suspected of murder is such an insult! I, Chen Jiahao, am not that kind of person!"

“Since you haven’t done anything wrong, there’s no need to be afraid of the inspection. We’re just following the rules, so please cooperate.” Zhou Fengyun said calmly, his face cold.

But it makes people feel very oppressed.

Chen Jiahao hesitated for a moment, then compromised, saying, "Okay, but if it turns out I'm innocent, you have to apologize to me."

Zhou Fengyun said nonchalantly, "Sure."

Chu Yihou rolled his eyes at Chen Jiahao and then opened the door to the testing chamber.

"Mr. Chen, please go in. The test will take about three minutes, and you won't feel any discomfort."

Chen Jiahao tugged at his shirt collar and walked into the testing chamber.

It was a cylindrical cabin.

You can't see outside from inside, but people inside can see out from outside.

Chu Yihou closed the cabin door.

He held up the walkie-talkie and said to the person inside, "Mr. Chen, it's about to begin. You just need to stand still."

After saying that, Chu Yihou turned on the switch.

Zhou Fengyun and Chu Yihou stood together waiting.

The large display screen on top of the testing chamber shows the numerical values.

Everything was normal at first, with no ghostly energy values.

Three minutes passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it was time to reach the end, when the instrument was about to stop operating.

A man's voice came from outside the door: "Excuse me, is my brother Chen Jiahao here?"

Chen Jiaming walked in and saw Chen Jiahao in the machine. He cried out anxiously, "What happened to my brother? Brother!"

Chen Jiaming rushed in.

Chu Yihou reached out to stop him, "He's alright, just a moment..."

Before he could finish speaking, the instrument alarm went off.

The alarm beeping was very loud.

On the display screen of the detection chamber, the concentration of ghostly energy rapidly increased.

Two hundred, three hundred, four hundred... eight hundred...

Zhou Fengyun raised his hand, and golden swords flew out instantly, with more than twenty golden swords surrounding the detection chamber.

Chen Jiahao, inside the cabin, looked astonished and frantically tried to get out.

The ghost crawled out of his body and was frantically pounding on the hatch.

Chen Jiahao was covered in sweat and collapsed to the ground.

"Help! Help me!"

Zhou Fengyun nodded to Chu Yihou, and Chu Yihou opened the hatch.

The ghost suddenly rushed out.

"What happened?" People outside who heard the noise ran over.

Everyone watched as the golden sword surrounded the evil spirit.

The black demon had a pair of ferocious eyes, red eyeballs, and black and red blood vessels intertwined in the whites of its eyes.

His limbs emerged from the black mist, baring their fangs and opening their mouths wide at the crowd.

A cloud of black smoke billowed out of his mouth.

Zhou Fengyun merely flicked his wrist, and the golden sword instantly pierced towards the evil spirit.

The evil spirit struggled, its ghostly aura leaking out, and the entire office instantly went dark.

The ghost was howling, and the piercing sound shook the glass windows.

"What the hell is this?" Chu Yihou darted to the window and quickly pulled it shut, afraid that the guy would run out.

"Brother! Brother! How are you, brother!" Chen Jiaming rushed over without thinking, wanting to see his brother.

Luo Jianjie, who came from behind, grabbed his arm and pulled him to the door.

"Don't go over there, are you out of your mind?"

"What should we do about my brother?" Chen Jiaming asked anxiously.

The evil spirit charged towards Chen Jiaming, but was stopped by the golden sword.

The demon's eyes turned blood red, as if they were about to burst.

Luo Jianjie pulled Chen Jiaming, who was about to rush forward, and looked into the eyes of the evil spirit.

The emotions in those eyes...

Luo Jianjie wasn't given much time to figure it out.

The light emanating from the golden sword had already driven away the evil spirits.

He screamed in agony, turned into black smoke, and slowly disappeared into the air.

Then a black crystal fell from the sky.

After the dust settled, Zhou Fengyun picked up the crystal from the ground and walked towards Chen Jiahao.

"Explain yourself, why is this ghost inside you?"

Chen Jiahao's face was deathly pale, his lips devoid of color. He stammered, "I don't know, I don't know... I don't know anything, I don't know..."

"Brother!" Chen Jiaming shook off Luo Jianjie's hand and ran over to hug Chen Jiahao tightly.

"Brother, are you alright? Are you okay? Brother, how could you be possessed by a ghost? How could this happen?"

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything..." Chen Jiahao shook his head, clutched his head with both hands, and suddenly screamed, "I don't know anything!"

"Brother, calm down, don't be like this." Chen Jiaming hugged Chen Jiahao's head.

Everyone was touched by the deep brotherly bond shown to them.

Luo Jianjie approached Zhou Fengyun and whispered, "What do you think?"

Zhou Fengyun maintained his calm, icy expression.

"Arrest him and interrogate him."

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Yu Qing stood in the middle of the corridor, craning his neck to look at the group of people in the office ahead.

My pocket was stuffed with several Want Want Rice Crackers.

They're eating them one after another.

Beautiful, wonderful, and delicious!

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Chen Jiaming put his arm around his older brother and said to the people around him, "My brother must not know anything about this. My brother is a good person."

Chu Yihou took out his phone from his pocket and showed him a photo. "Is this the vitamin you usually take? Did your brother buy it for you?"

Chen Jiaming glanced at the photo and nodded: "Yes, my brother has always doted on me since I was little. Starting in high school, he would often buy me vitamins, hoping that I could grow as tall as him, but I just... didn't grow tall, and I'm not as smart as my brother, nor as good-looking as him..."

Chen Jiahao lowered his head, clutching his hair with both hands, and his body trembled slightly as he listened to Chen Jiaming speak.

He never once looked up at his younger brother.

Chen Jiahao and Chen Jiaming were separated into two interrogation rooms.

As Zhou Fengyun walked down the corridor, he saw Yu Qing, whose cheeks were bulging.

I almost forgot about him.

"Wait a moment."

Yu Qing nodded.

He went back to the lounge and continued looking for snacks.

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Officer Fang Youshen from the Criminal Investigation Team arrived with the latest evidence he had gathered.

They entered the interrogation room where Chen Jiahao was located together with Zhou Fengyun.

Fang Youshen wore a black gun sling over his dark gray shirt, with a pistol hanging on his chest.

Chen Jiahao glanced at it, and his body unconsciously sat up straight.

Fang Youshen placed the folder on the table, patted it, and said, "Should you confess yourself or should I ask you? Confessing yourself is considered turning yourself in; if I ask you, it's not."

Chen Jiahao stared at the blue folder, biting his lip hard. He clenched his fists nervously on the table, but quickly realized he was being too tense and released his grip.

"What am I supposed to confess? I know nothing. I'm possessed by a ghost. I'm the victim. Shouldn't you be protecting me? What are you now?"

Zhou Fengyun pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Then can you tell me when this ghost possessed you?"

"How would I know? I don't know anything. If I hadn't been on the machine today, I wouldn't even know I was possessed. You should go and check, why is that ghost possessing me?"

"If you're not going to tell the truth, let's talk about something else first. Are you sure you're not going to turn yourself in?" Zhou Fengyun said, not giving him a chance to answer, and directly placed the medicine bottle from his pocket on the table.

Fang Youshen, standing next to him, raised an eyebrow. "I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

As he spoke, he sat down, opened the folder, and laid out the documents one by one in front of him.

“A large sum of money frequently appears in Tian Weifeng’s account, all of which are transferred by you. Both his wife and your wife claim to be unaware of this. Can you explain why you have transferred money to him 32 times in the past three years, with each transfer ranging from a minimum of 100,000 to a maximum of 500,000? In those three years, you have given him a total of 5.62 million. What do you have to say about that?”

"Is this illegal?" Chen Jiahao asked with a smirk.

"Explain yourself if you need to. What do you think this place is? If we brought you here, we must have evidence." Fang Youshen tapped the table to warn him.

"Watch your attitude, I can file a complaint against you," Chen Jiahao said angrily.

"Whatever, we'll talk about it once you're out of here," Fang Youshen said nonchalantly. "Answer the question: what's the reason for all these transfers?"

"We're friends, so what if I like to give money to my friends?" Chen Jiahao said, acting like he had nothing to lose.

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In the interrogation room next door.

Chen Jiaming was still worried about his older brother.

He kept asking Chu Yihou, "How is my brother? Do you suspect him of murder?"

"How could you think that? I didn't say anything to you," Chu Yihou retorted.

“I’m not stupid. If I weren’t suspected, why would I be brought here?” Chen Jiaming said in a low voice. “Besides, I just saw Detective Fang Youshen.”

"Then I'll get straight to the point and ask you about the relationship between your brother and Tian Weifeng."

“My brother and Brother Tian have been friends for many years. They often hang out together and have a very good relationship. My brother couldn’t possibly be Brother Tian’s murderer. Wasn’t Brother Tian killed by a ghost?”

"The ghost that killed your brother Tian is very likely the same one that was just killed."

“They’re already dead, there’s no way to prove anything. You can’t falsely accuse my brother. My brother is a very good person. He’s been a good student since elementary school. His teachers, classmates, and elders all praise him. He really wouldn’t kill someone, especially not someone like Brother Tian. They’re very, very good friends.” Chen Jiaming earnestly spoke well of his older brother.

Chu Yihou took out a bottle of medicine to show him.

"These are the vitamins your brother usually buys for you, right?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Are there any left at home?"

“Yes, but it’s expired. I recently switched to a different brand, so I haven’t eaten the one my brother gave me,” Chen Jiaming said.

"Why aren't you taking it? Did you find the medication is wrong?"

"The medicine is wrong? What do you mean by that?"

"This bottle of medicine was found in Tian Weifeng's drawer. We tested the ingredients, and besides vitamins, it also contains hormones and melatonin. Taking it will cause drowsiness and breakouts. Long-term use by minors can affect their development. I looked through your and your brother's files. You two looked exactly alike in junior high school—equally handsome, the same height, and with the same smooth skin. But in your second year of high school, you started getting acne, and your grades plummeted..."

As Chen Jiaming listened to Chu Yihou's words, a hint of hatred flashed in his lowered eyes.

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