Chapter 47 Ghosts really do exist in this world...
Hearing her elder brother's solemn voice on the phone, Bai's mother sneered.
"She's just a little kid, not much older than Anna. You expect me to respect her?"
She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth.
"Don't even think about me bowing down to that bitch Chu Hongdan, that mistress!"
While reminding herself, she also reminded her brother, "Don't forget how Mom died."
"Do you think she would cry in your dreams if she knew you were treating that little bitch Chu Hongdan raised with such deference?"
"..."
The older brother across from me stopped talking.
But Bai Ma knew that he had already overheard what she said.
After making the call, she contacted a woman she had met at a banquet and asked her to help her contact the master.
The other party, like her brother, was very interested in this topic and soon called back to introduce her to a monk from Southeast Asia.
This monk charges a high fee, but fortunately he is an international celebrity and is more than capable of resolving their issues.
Mrs. Bai breathed a sigh of relief and thanked them repeatedly over the phone.
She went to find Bai's father with a light heart, while Bai's father, feeling the faint pain in his leg, still had a gloomy expression.
He glanced coldly at Bai Ma, "When is the master arriving?"
"Tomorrow, tomorrow morning's flight," Bai's mother quickly replied.
She looked at her father's unpleasant expression, blinked, and tears instantly filled her eyes.
"Honey, Anna, she..."
Don't mention her to me!
Before Bai's mother could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Bai's father's furious voice.
She was startled and looked up.
Mr. Bai's face turned bright red, and the veins on his forehead throbbed incessantly.
He looked clearly furious.
She stammered, "Husband..."
Don't call me!
Dad glared at her fiercely.
"It's all because of your good daughter! When the master arrives tomorrow, you and your good daughter will both become scoundrels!"
Mrs. Bai stared wide-eyed at Mr. Bai, thinking she had misheard.
"Honey, what did you say..."
"I told you to take your precious daughter and get out of here!"
Bai's father grabbed whatever was at hand and, without saying a word, threw it at Bai's mother.
He used all his strength, and his aim was quite good.
Even though Bai Ma dodged back and forth, she was still hit several times and was in a lot of pain.
"Get out of here, both of you! I don't want to see you two, mother and daughter, again!"
Seeing that Bai's mother was about to fall out of favor, the other mistresses swarmed around her, vying for the spot next to Bai's father.
"Honey, calm down! It's not worth getting yourself all upset."
"Yes, honey, if you're not feeling well, just rest and don't get angry."
Some people had long disliked Bai Ma and took the opportunity to kick her while she was down.
"Anna's mom, you're really something. It's one thing to let Anna bully the other kids in the family, but how come she's also acting so arrogantly outside?"
"If you ask me, Anna's current state is all your fault, Anna's mother. You are not wronged at all!"
"What are you still standing there for? Where are the security guards? Drag this man out!"
These people took advantage of the situation and kicked him while he was down. Even the usually obsequious security guards were quick to read the room.
Two people came up and dragged Bai Ma's arm, trying to lead her out.
Looking at Bai's father's cold and gloomy face, Bai's mother felt a surge of unease.
She shook off the two security guards, glared at the onlookers, and gave a heavy snort.
"I don't need you, I'll go by myself!"
As she approached the door, she turned back, her eyes red-rimmed, and looked at her father.
Her voice choked with sobs and pleading, "Anna isn't doing well lately, could you really go to the hospital to see her?"
Upon hearing her mention Anna Bai, Mr. Bai's brows, which had just relaxed, furrowed again.
"Get out of here!"
Although he loved his daughter Anna dearly, it was only because she was the only girl in the family and his most precious daughter.
Now that he's about to lose his own daughter, what's there to feel pain for?
He should take care of himself first!
Bai's mother was chased out with a broom and stood in front of the Bai family's gate, her face turning pale and then red.
She never expected that her father would be so cold-blooded and ruthless.
She used to love her daughter so much, but now she's changed her mind and is trying to kick them both out of the house!
After hesitating for a moment, she could only go to her brother to think of a solution.
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Chu Ci couldn't sleep well at night because she kept thinking about Hui Po's death during the live broadcast.
And perhaps because she doesn't sleep well, she's prone to attracting ghosts, Jiang Caixia started crying at her doorstep again.
Although no one could hear her crying, so she wasn't considered a nuisance, the soul-guiding bell above Chu Ci's head rang all night.
When she woke up the next day, she had dark circles under her eyes again.
Chen Xinxin was startled when she saw the two dark circles under her eyes.
"Sister Aci, didn't you sleep last night?"
She said that, but in reality, the dark circles under her eyes weren't much lighter either.
Even Grandma, who usually sleeps well, started dozing off at the dinner table for the first time ever.
"Never mind, never mind."
Grandma yawned and waved to the two of them.
"You two go back to sleep for a while. I'll watch the shop. I'll go wake Aci when someone comes."
Chu Ci washed her face and came out, shaking her head, "You two go to sleep, I can watch the shop by myself."
Grandma was about to speak when she heard Chu Ci say, "I won't sleep during the day, otherwise I won't be able to sleep at night."
Seeing her say that, Grandma and Chen Xinxin dragged their heavy steps back to continue sleeping.
Chu Ci sat on the sofa in the living room, took out the paper for folding paper ingots, and folded paper ingots with her two hands, one good and one bad.
She simply couldn't bear to see Jiang Caixia crying like this every day.
Let's get some gold ingots to summon the ghost messengers and take Jiang Caixia away quickly...
As she was folding gold ingots, a series of heavy footsteps suddenly came from the corridor outside the door.
Judging from the sound, quite a few people have come.
She paused, put away what she was holding, and stood up.
Two familiar figures entered from outside, followed by several plainclothes police officers.
Lin Ming scratched his hair, still with that expressionless look.
He met Chu Ci's questioning gaze and gave a slight smile.
"Ms. Chu, are you free now? I'd like to ask you some questions."
Chu Ci looked at him, then at Shen Zaikun beside him, whose expression was inscrutable.
Shen Zaikun, Shen Xiuhe's older brother, was the officer who took the case when she brought Grandma Hui to report it.
She stared at Shen Zaikun's profile, her eyes probing.
Shen Zaikun noticed her less-than-friendly gaze, so he withdrew his eyes from the incense shop and gave her a slight nod.
Lin Ming tugged at Chen Zaikun and continued, "Miss Chu, we don't mean anything by it, we just wanted to ask if you know Wang Hui?"
Chu Ci sat down next to the spirit communication table and gestured for them to sit on the sofa.
"Wang Hui? You mean Granny Hui?"
Lin Ming nodded.
"I don't know her, but we're all in the same circle, so I've heard of her."
Her gaze toward Shen Zaikun was still far from friendly.
Given the chaotic police system in Hong Kong during that era, coupled with the sudden death of Granny Guo, she couldn't help but have some suspicions about Shen Zaikun.
When he took on Grandma Hui's case, was it out of a sense of responsibility and justice, or to help the Bai family?
Shen Zaikun met her probing gaze again, and paused in his act of lighting a cigarette.
He awkwardly put away the cigarette in his hand and pursed his lips.
"Miss Chu, is there something you want to ask me?"
He laid it all out directly, and Chu Ci didn't hesitate.
"Did you know that the Bai family spread rumors about Guo's granddaughter before she died in order to threaten her?"
Shen Zaikun's gaze faltered for a moment, and he lowered his eyes slightly.
His voice was hoarse: "...I know."
Lin Ming's gaze lingered between the two of them for a moment before he took the initiative to mediate: "Miss Chu..."
"Lin sir, wait a moment." Chu Ci's gaze turned cold. "Shen sir, you're the officer in charge of this case. Since you knew about it, why didn't you interfere?"
"..."
Lin Ming looked into Chu Ci's eyes and suddenly felt as if his throat was blocked.
Even though they were the police officers, Chu Ci at this moment felt like he was being lectured by a senior.
It wasn't quite right, and it didn't feel quite right, but he couldn't find the words to refute it.
Seeing his colleague holding a cigarette pack and remaining silent, he nudged him with his elbow.
"I'm asking you a question, explain yourself!"
Shen Zaikun pursed his lips, his prominent brow bone casting a shadow under his eyes.
"I went abroad at that time."
"Abroad?" Chu Ci asked back.
Sensing her misunderstanding, Shen Zaikun explained, "I didn't go abroad for fun; I went to get a DNA test."
Chu Ci: "Whose DNA test?"
"Qian Hui".
"..."
Chu Ci never expected to hear this name again.
Lin Ming spoke up first: "Although we caught Qian Hui, and he initially confessed, he suddenly recanted his confession recently for some reason."
"In order to obtain evidence, Inspector Shen had no choice but to take the evidence abroad for DNA testing of the semen and fluid."
"..."
Chu Ci then remembered that at that time, DNA testing technology in Hong Kong was not mature, and many pieces of physical evidence needed to be sent abroad for testing.
The events described here take anywhere from half a month to half a year.
If you're in a hurry, you'll need to go by yourself, and you might even need to know someone at the research institute.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know..."
"It's alright, Hong Kong citizens have the right to know." Shen Zaikun, holding his cigarette pack, looked up at Chu Ci. "May I have a cigarette?"
Looking directly into his eyes, Chu Ci realized that his eyes were bloodshot, indicating that he had been staying up all night.
"Of course you can." She felt a little guilty.
Shen Zaikun put a cigarette in his mouth, took a deep drag, and exhaled a puff of smoke with a furrowed brow.
"When I returned from abroad, Grandma Guo had already passed away."
"She didn't call the police, nor did she ask anyone for help, and she didn't even argue much with the onlookers."
“We visited the neighbors, and everyone said that she was unusually calm when she saw the flyers distributed by the Bai family. No one expected that she would commit suicide so resolutely.”
He paused, then suddenly looked at Chu Ci through the gray smoke.
"Miss Chu, many people say that Wang Hui committed suicide during the live broadcast because she helped those who drove her granddaughter to her death, and was thus retaliated against by Granny Guo."
"You and Wang Hui are in the same profession, do you think so too?"
His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Chu Ci.
"Or rather, do ghosts really exist in this world?"
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