"There are actually places like this in the mortal realm. It's really worth studying." Quan Zhi, wearing a white lab coat, pushed up her glasses after entering the room. After looking around, she naturally turned her gaze to Song Mian.
The human and the ghost locked eyes. Quan Zhi swayed back and forth between them, then exclaimed in surprise, "Your eyes follow my movements! You can actually see ghosts?"
Song Mian nodded, and then saw Quan Zhi rushing over excitedly.
Quan Zhi pulled out her notebook and quickly jotted down questions as she asked them: "What's your name? How tall and heavy are you? How old are you? When did you start seeing ghosts? Can you pinpoint the exact time since you started seeing ghosts to the second? This is very important for my research!"
This was the first time Song Mian had ever seen such enthusiastic ghosts, so she quickly ran over and hid behind Lin Jiaojiao: "What method did you use to bring Quan Zhi here?"
"Don't even mention it. At first, this female ghost was very wary of us and refused to come with us no matter what. But as soon as we mentioned that you could see ghosts, she immediately became very interested in you and was busy coming with us."
Meng Yi stood calmly to the side watching the show, raising an eyebrow at Song Mian: "Anyway, you only said you found Quan Zhi, but you didn't say what reason you used to lure her here, so we'll just have to improvise."
Seeing how matter-of-fact Meng Yi spoke, Song Mian suspected that this brat was doing it on purpose!
Furious for a moment, Song Mian had no choice but to cooperate with Quan Zhi: "Miss Quan Zhi, the reason I came to you this time is actually to investigate the real cause of your death and to take you to meet your family."
Not forgetting her ultimate goal, Song Mian told Quan Zhi about the Fu family and the Quan family respectively.
After hearing this, Quan Zhi looked puzzled: "So, my family, the Fu family, didn't treat me well?"
"Yes!"
"That's strange. Ever since I died, the Fu family has been burning paper money and offerings for me every day. If they really didn't treat me well, why would they insist on worshipping me like the Quan family does?" Quan Zhi tilted her head and asked, puzzled.
Lin Jiaojiao looked incredulous: "So, you've been receiving offerings from both families all this time?"
“It’s been like this ever since I died. And I still haven’t regained my memories, so I don’t know what I went through before I died,” Quan Zhi said.
“When people die and become ghosts, they often experience memory loss or memory confusion, which is not uncommon. Some ghosts are lucky enough to regain their memories in a short time, but most are not so lucky,” Meng Yi said, crossing his arms and leaning against a nearby shelf.
“Besides, didn’t Quan Yanyan say that Quan Zhi committed suicide? But Quan Zhi isn’t a low-level ghost, she’s a primary ghost, so it’s clear she didn’t die by suicide,” Lin Jiaojiao said after careful examination.
"So, what Quan Yanyan told us is different from the reality." Song Mian pondered for a moment and then looked at Quan Zhi, saying, "Could it be that the Fu family actually treats you quite well?"
Quan Zhi rubbed her temples: "I don't remember anything. But I don't think it matters. We can go directly to the Fu family! If the Fu family is happy to see me and that's why they're treating me well."
Besides, since I became a ghost, no one can see me anymore. I'm still really looking forward to communicating with the living through the small business owner.
Seeing Quan Zhi wink at her expectantly, Song Mian felt like she was just a tool in an experiment, existing solely to satisfy Quan Zhi's little quirks.
However, she was indeed very curious about the situation between the Fu family and the Quan family.
It wasn't difficult to find Quan Zhi's address before her death, so Song Mian took Quan Zhi directly to the Fu family.
It was already three in the morning when they arrived at the Fu family's house. Song Mian knocked on the door.
After knocking for a full three minutes, Song Mian finally heard a faint response from inside the house.
Who is it?
Song Mian took a deep breath, and then realized that she didn't seem to know how to answer the question well.
She couldn't very well say she was there to make the Fu family see ghosts, could she?!
Just as she was struggling with her decision, the door of the Fu family's house was opened from the inside, and a boy who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old walked out of the door.
Surprisingly, Quan Zhi's younger brother looked so young. While Song Mian was still organizing her thoughts, Fu Cheng had already carefully looked Song Mian up and down, and then asked somewhat uncertainly, "Excuse me, are you Song Mian, Master Song?"
Song Mian's words of explanation were stuck in her throat. Seeing Fu Cheng's face flushed with excitement, she tentatively asked, "Do you know me?"
“I know you! Of course I know you! Not just me, all my classmates at school know you!” Fu Cheng said, then turned and shouted towards his house, “Mom! It’s Master Song Mian! Master Song Mian is here!”
Song Mian watched as an ordinary-looking couple, dressed in pajamas, walked out of the bedroom. Upon seeing Song Mian, they both showed excitement and quickly invited her to sit down.
Song Mian was brought into the house in a daze.
Fu Cheng found a few notebooks in the room and said shyly, "Master Song Mian, could you please sign this for me? My classmates and I really like you, and we all want your autograph!"
Song Mian looked flattered: "I'm actually not as amazing as the internet makes me out to be..."
"Master Song is too modest. You helped the young Red Army soldiers return to their homeland, and you also helped those abducted children. You successfully dismantled a human trafficking gang. How could you not be amazing? Our whole family admires you the most now!" Fu's mother said, bringing Song Mian some tea.
Mr. Fu quickly sat down and then asked Song Mian, "How did Master Song come to our house?"
"I'm here on behalf of Quan Zhi." Song Mian had only said this one sentence when she saw Fu's mother burst into tears.
With red eyes and choked with sobs, Mrs. Fu said to Mr. Fu, "Husband, when I saw Master Song just now, I guessed that it must have been our daughter who invited Master Song over!"
"Yes, Xiaozhi was most concerned about us before she died. No wonder she asked Master Song to come and find us. She couldn't bear to see us so sad anymore!" Mr. Fu said, hugging Mrs. Fu tightly in his arms.
Fu's mother was still sobbing uncontrollably, choking out, "It's all my fault. I failed to protect my precious daughter. I know I was wrong. I should have brought her back sooner!"
Fu Cheng pointed to the altar where Quan Zhi's portrait and memorial tablet were placed not far away: "Master Song, did my sister receive the things we burned for her? Waaah, did my sister invite Master Song here this time because there is something important she wants you to convey?"
Seeing the family's excited state, Song Mian hesitated for a moment before saying, "Actually, it wasn't Miss Quan Zhi who invited me here, but Miss Quan Yanyan from the Quan family who invited me to ask me to investigate the cause of Miss Quan Zhi's death carefully."
Upon hearing this, the Fu family members, who had been crying their eyes out, all fell into a deep silence.
Song Mian clearly sensed that the kind look in the Fu family's eyes when they looked at her had changed somewhat.
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