"That person looks like a stranger."
"I wonder if he offended someone, how could he have died such a gruesome death?"
"It's best not to say anything more, lest we get ourselves into trouble."
"Everyone, let's go back quickly!"
The crowd on East Street gradually dispersed, leaving only the faint smell of blood in the air and the lingering echoes of people's various discussions.
The Ghost Doctor was surrounded by several officials. He looked tired, but his eyes gleamed with a sharp light.
"Doctor, what do you think caused this person's death?" the head constable asked the ghost doctor with a serious expression. His voice echoed in the empty street, sounding particularly heavy.
The Ghost Doctor sighed softly, his gaze sweeping over the corpse covered by a white sheet, and slowly said, "It seems he ingested some kind of drug, which caused his internal organs to suddenly fail and he died. This kind of death is indeed rare."
The officials looked at each other, their faces showing surprise and doubt.
"This is really strange," one of them muttered.
The Ghost Doctor nodded and continued, "I've told you everything I know. Now you can let me leave, right?"
His voice carried a hint of impatience, clearly indicating his displeasure at this unexpected trouble.
However, just then, the magistrate's voice came from afar: "Doctor, don't rush off. Our coroner is not here, so please stay at the government office for the time being."
Upon hearing this, the Ghost Doctor frowned, but ultimately nodded in agreement. He followed the officials to the government office and was seated in a simple guest room.
The room was dark and damp. The Ghost Doctor sat on the edge of the bed, recalling everything that had just happened.
He closed his eyes, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart.
However, at that moment, he suddenly felt a strange chill, as if someone was secretly watching him.
The Ghost Doctor suddenly opened his eyes and looked around, but found nothing unusual. However, he was filled with vigilance, as if a force was surging in the darkness, trying to devour his reason.
"Who is watching me from the shadows? It feels the same as it did on East Street just now, like I'm being watched by a demon." The Ghost Doctor pondered to himself, but his face remained expressionless.
He knew all too well that in this world full of conspiracies and tricks, staying calm and vigilant was the only rule for survival.
The next morning, the aftershocks of the East Street incident from the previous night lingered in the streets and alleys of the capital.
People gathered together, talking about the thrilling culinary showdown.
"You have no idea that Chef Li couldn't even last one round against that female chef; he suffered a crushing defeat!"
"I really don't know how delicious that female chef's food is."
"How wonderful it would be if I could have a taste of it."
"It's a pity that the woman and her male companion left too quickly and didn't leave their names or any other information."
"I wonder if he will reappear then. Will she compete against all the famous chefs in the capital?"
"This is something to look forward to!"
Xu Yuehuai is like a bright star, rising in the culinary world of the capital.
Chef Li, on the other hand, began to reflect on his shortcomings and resolved to work harder to learn and improve his culinary skills.
This competition was not just a contest of culinary skills, but also a spiritual baptism. It taught people a valuable lesson: on the road of life, only by continuously learning and improving can we go further and more steadily.
After that night, the Ghost Doctor became the talk of the town. He helped the government solve a mystery, but also plunged himself into an even deeper vortex.
He knew that his existence had attracted the attention of some people, and that their motives might not be so simple.
"It seems this matter is getting more and more interesting," the Ghost Doctor muttered to himself, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.
Just then, there was a rapid knocking on the door.
The Ghost Doctor frowned, stood up, and opened the door. He saw a government official standing outside, panting heavily: "Doctor, the magistrate requests your immediate presence in the main hall for a meeting!"
The Ghost Doctor felt a chill run down his spine; he knew that he was about to face an even greater challenge.
A sudden sense of foreboding washed over him; any unexpected summons might conceal an unknown danger. He hesitated only slightly, but ultimately followed the officials into the main hall.
In the main hall, the county magistrate had a solemn expression and a furrowed brow, clearly troubled by a thorny matter.
Upon seeing the arrival of the Ghost Doctor, he immediately stood up and went to greet him.
A deep, serious voice echoed in the lobby: "Doctor, you must have heard about what happened on East Street last night?"
The Ghost Doctor nodded slightly, saying nothing more. He knew that the magistrate's summons must be related to the strange events of the previous night.
"Last night, the body was stolen without a sound." As soon as the magistrate finished speaking, a chorus of exclamations arose in the hall.
"What? This is a government office! With so many guards, how could someone steal the body?"
"What exactly happened? How come we didn't notice?"
"If that corpse is used by someone, it will be very disadvantageous for us!"
The Ghost Doctor was also shocked; the case had developed to such an extent, which was beyond his expectations.
"Your Excellency, did you summon me here to ask for my assistance in investigating this case?" the Ghost Doctor asked.
The magistrate held reports on the strange cases in East Street in his hands. He looked at the Ghost Doctor standing to the side with a solemn expression.
“This case is too strange. Many more people died around East Street after that night. Your medical skills are superb, and you are good at understanding people’s hearts. After thinking it over, I feel that you are the only one who can do it.” The magistrate’s voice was tinged with helplessness and expectation.
The Ghost Doctor nodded slightly, his gaze deep: "My lord, I understand. This case concerns the lives of many innocent people, and I will do my utmost."
Despite the Ghost Doctor's resolute words, his heart was not unmoved. He knew that while medicine and crime-solving had some similarities, they were ultimately worlds apart. However, Xu Yuehuai's whereabouts were unknown, and the case's possible subtle connection to the Four Kingdoms Slaughter made it impossible for him to remain uninvolved.
In the days that followed, the Ghost Doctor wandered through the streets and alleys of the crime scene, talking with the residents and gleaning every possible detail from their words.
He noticed that whenever the strange events of that night were mentioned, people's faces would show fear and unease.
"That night, I heard a scream, a piercing sound, as if it came from hell," an old man recalled in a trembling voice.
The Ghost Doctor pressed on, "Do you remember which direction that scream came from?"
The old man pondered for a moment, then pointed to a small alley on East Street: "It should be there."
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