Jiangli and Xia Xin, carrying their things, followed the route sent by Cai Wenxin, bypassed the company, and arrived at a secluded alleyway behind it.
The area had already been sealed off during the day and investigated as well.
But the truth of this case was all too clear.
Therefore, the blockade was soon lifted.
The road had also reopened to traffic.
As soon as Jiangli and Xia Xin arrived at the entrance to the alley, they felt a hint of Yin Energy.
Jiangli paused mid-step, then followed the Yin Energy.
The two reached a dimly lit corner.
"Why isn’t there even a streetlight here? It’s so dark, no wonder a vagrant appeared..." Xia Xin murmured, trailing behind Jiangli.
If there had been a streetlight here, and if it was frequently trafficked by people, perhaps yesterday’s incident wouldn’t have happened.
Jiangli didn’t speak, instead, he stopped in an open space.
On the ground, a human outline had been marked with white lines.
Xia Xin recognized at a glance that it must have been drawn by the police during their investigation.
Apart from that, Jiangli and Xia Xin could see a woman squatting within that white outline.
The woman should have been in her twenties, her face covered with scars, her clothes somewhat damaged. She squatted there blankly, as if she’d lost her soul.
If a regular person saw her, they might actually think she was alive.
But Jiangli and Xia Xin both knew she was not normal.
Not far from the young woman’s feet, there was a pile of burnt paper money and incense ash.
It seemed Cai Wenxin must have been here already.
After a glance, Jiangli shifted his gaze back to the young woman.
"Why are you still here?" he asked.
The young woman blankly lifted her head, staring at Jiangli for a second in a daze.
The next second, she became agitated and tried to stand up hastily.
But her legs gave way, and she fell back to the ground.
Ignoring her failure to rise, she crawled forward a couple of steps and grabbed Jiangli’s leg, "You, you can see me, right? Can you, can you take me home, please?"
On hearing this, Jiangli paused for a moment, then stretched out his hand to help her up, "You can’t go home now. Do you remember what happened yesterday?"
The young woman froze, her eyes filled with confusion.
Seeing this, Jiangli formed a hand gesture and touched her brow lightly.
The woman’s body jerked, her gaze grew even more scattered.
But the next second, the light in her eyes refocused.
As if remembering something, she suddenly screamed, retreating hastily and falling to the ground, crying out in panic, "No, please don’t... you, stay away, if it’s money you want, I’ll give you all of it, just spare me, please... "
Xia Xin felt a pang in his heart upon hearing this.
Jiangli crouched down, looking patiently at the young woman, "Look carefully, we are not that vagrant. You’re already dead; I’ve come to lead you away."
The young woman stopped shivering and looked up at Jiangli in shock. She looked down at herself again.
Only then did she see her own semi-transparent body.
Her body shook violently and she started to sob, "Am I, am I already dead?" she asked in disbelief, "I’m... I’m already dead... Yes, I’m dead... "
She suddenly remembered, yesterday the vagrant had assaulted her, then strangled her neck tightly, choking her to death.
That man was a lunatic with incredible strength.
She still remembered how she struggled, but couldn’t break free...
All those painful memories flooded back at once.
Unable to hold back, she clutched her head and cried.
Xia Xin felt his nose sting and looked toward Jiangli, whispering, "Abbot, what do we do now? Do we just let her cry here?"