Xiangxiang nodded, "Right."
Little Taotie cheered, "I’m a little detective!"
Xiangxiang used a marker to point at the paper man, then at the man, "He’s already dead, turned into an Evil Spirit. With the help of a Master of Mysticism, he possessed the paper man, and became the person in this photo smoking a cigarette. It looks like he came back to life, without any flaws."
"That’s amazing!" Little Taotie stared at the paper man, "If I cut out a paper man, will it be useful? I’ll ask Teacher Ma on Saturday!"
Xiangxiang then took out another photo, a photo of a restaurant turned into ruins, with half of the restaurant’s sign stuck in the debris.
Xiangxiang said, "There was explosive placed in the restaurant. He threw the lit cigarette into the restaurant, setting off an instant explosion, leaving no survivors."
Little Taotie’s eyes widened, covering her mouth, "That’s wicked!"
Xiangxiang looked down, sighing, "The guests in the restaurant had nothing to do with him. The youngest of the dead was only three years old."
Little Taotie slammed the table hard, "So evil! I want to turn him into chocolate and eat him up!"
Little Taotie looked down. The table—had cracked!
Little Taotie blinked innocently, her voice filled with grievance, "I... didn’t use that much strength."
Hua Jinyan calmly said, "The table is old and not sturdy."
Xiangxiang: "..." If she remembered correctly, it was purchased earlier this year.
Little Taotie exhaled, touched the crack on the table, "So it’s old, I was wondering, I only used a little bit of strength, how could it have broken..."
Little Taotie stood up, clenched her little fists, "Sister Xiangxiang, let’s catch the bad guy!" Eat the big baddie!
Xiangxiang shook her head, "This is a past case, the case has already been closed, and he’s been dealt with."
"How was he dealt with? Was he eaten?"
"...No." Only you could eat an Evil Spirit!
Xiangxiang coughed, "He was sealed inside the paper man, and the paper man was burned to ashes. Thus, he was also vanished into thin air."
Little Taotie’s eyes filled with regret.
Xiangxiang pretended not to see, pretended not to understand her craving for "gourmet food."
Xiangxiang said, "The reason I told you about this case is that it might be related to the Haunted House case."
"How so?" Little Taotie tilted her head and asked.
"The same Master of Mysticism appeared, and the police found his residence filled with Ink Ghost Umbrellas."
"The kind that turns into ink mushrooms?"
Little Taotie picked up a pipe, her little face serious, beginning to chew on the pipe.
Xiangxiang didn’t interrupt her.
Xiangxiang found that Little Taotie seemed to have watched too many Sherlock Holmes mysteries and really had a knack for solving cases.
Little Taotie put down the toy pipe, her little face serious, "The man wearing the Ghost Face Mask is the Master of Mysticism, and he was holding a Compass. Both cases involved the Ink Ghost Umbrella, indicating that the Master of Mysticism in both cases are Ghost-faced People! Humph, I must catch this bad guy!"
Xiangxiang said, "It’s not certain yet, we don’t have any evidence right now, it’s all speculation."
Little Taotie nodded, "I know, we need evidence to speak the truth, otherwise it’s all guesswork, with no persuasive power!"
"I’m going to collect evidence!"
Little Taotie stood up, pointing at the photo of the bombed restaurant, "I want to check out the ruins!"
Xiangxiang shook her head, "The captain didn’t make such arrangements. Today we’re just reviewing cases, we can’t go out to investigate. In case there’s danger, I won’t be able to protect you."
Little Taotie patted her little chest, "I can protect myself!"