Chapter 100

Lighting a cigarette, Xia Tianqi left the surveillance room, and the police officer followed him out.

Xia Tianqi leaned against the door and offered the police officer a cigarette. After lighting it for him, he asked in a hoarse voice:

"Have you informed his parents?"

"They have been notified." The police officer nodded after exhaling a puff of smoke.

"Hmm." After hearing this, Xia Tianqi didn't say anything more. After thanking the police officer a few more times, he left the detention center.

However, before leaving, he specifically asked the police officer about his work ID, and the police officer's response was somewhat unexpected.

"The chief specifically ordered us to fully cooperate with your work."

That's what the police officer said at the time.

Leaving the detention center, Xia Tianqi's originally good mood plummeted. He didn't contact the real estate agent to look for a house again. Instead, he sat in his car, smoking irritably, his mind full of Li Changye's strange actions before his death.

"It's just too strange."

The more Xia Tianqi thought about it, the more he felt something was off. From a logical standpoint, even if Li Changye had a mental illness, he firmly believed he hadn't killed Yang Shucheng and that he was being framed. Therefore, he had no reason to commit suicide.

And he chose such a self-mutilating method.

From the previous conversations with Li Changye, although he showed some mental issues, his logical thinking was not impaired. To put it bluntly, he was at most a mentally ill person, not a madman.

"Xia Tianqi... do you believe there are two of you in this world?"

At this moment, Xia Tianqi inexplicably remembered the question Li Changye asked him when they first met.

"Two of me?"

After experiencing a series of bizarre supernatural events, Xia Tianqi's original worldview had already collapsed. Now, even if someone told him there were gods in the world, he wouldn't be too surprised.

There's no absolute in this world, perhaps there really are two of me.

"Someone must be framing me, it's the me from that world, it must be. I can enter his world, and he can enter mine..."

"Xia Tianqi, you must save me, I am being framed..."

Li Changye's pleading scream began to grow clearer in his ears.

Xia Tianqi clutched his head in pain, then clenched his fists and slammed them onto the steering wheel, cursing:

"Damn it!"

Irritated, he took out his phone and called Leng Yue, asking:

"Is there any connection between schizophrenia and hauntings? Um... are there cases where it seems like schizophrenia but is actually a supernatural event?"

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

"It's about what I told you last night, about my two roommates. One of them also committed suicide early this morning. I suspect it's a supernatural event, so I want to hear your opinion."

After Xia Tianqi finished speaking, he expected Leng Yue to give him some insights, but unexpectedly, Leng Yue said:

"Even if it's a supernatural event, what can you do? Two people are already dead. Can you change anything?"

"I..."

Leng Yue's words left Xia Tianqi speechless. Indeed, Li Changye and Yang Shucheng were both dead, and there was no direct evidence indicating it was a supernatural event. Investigating further would be meaningless.

He couldn't find the person, nor the ghost.

"I understand, let's leave it at that for now."

After hanging up with Leng Yue, Xia Tianqi leaned on the steering wheel, feeling a throbbing pain in his temples.

He had really been through too much lately.

Sitting up straight, he rubbed his face forcefully. Xia Tianqi decided to forget about these unhappy things. The dead were gone, but the living still needed to live on.

Many things were beyond his control, and he couldn't dwell too much on the pain of others' departures. He still had to struggle to live, for that uncertain tomorrow... to live on.

Xia Tianqi decided that after this period, he would buy some things and visit Yang Shucheng's and Li Changye's families. As a friend, that was all he could do.

This page has turned, the future is still long.

For several days, Xia Tianqi was busy looking for a store and doing various preparations.

In the internet age, online promotion was inevitable, but due to their target audience, they only posted on some forums, paying for a long-term top post.

Otherwise, if they posted on classified websites like 58.com or Ganji.com, they would definitely be considered scammers or lunatics.

Although these few days were hectic for Xia Tianqi, it also helped him forget the unhappiness of the past few days. The company hadn't released any new events after the last incident.

However, good times didn't last long. Just as everything was ready and they were about to officially enter the ghost-hunting market, Cao Jinhai's sudden call plunged him back into the abyss.

"Xia Tianqi... do you have time? Can you come to my house? I think... there's something wrong with my family..."

After receiving Cao Jinhai's call for help, Xia Tianqi set out immediately for Cao Jinhai's hometown, Zhenbei City.

Zhenbei City was less than half a day's drive from his current city. He left in the morning and arrived at the address Cao Jinhai gave him by around 6 PM.

His thoughts were on Cao Jinhai the whole way. He had asked Cao Jinhai what had happened, but Cao Jinhai was hesitant to say, only mentioning that it couldn't be explained over the phone and that he would explain when Xia Tianqi arrived.

Although he didn't know what was happening with Cao Jinhai, he had a vague feeling that it was related to the Li Changye and Yang Shucheng incident. This feeling was indescribable but very strong.

Before setting out, he had informed Leng Yue of the situation but didn't ask her to come along. After all, this was his personal matter, and it wasn't yet clear if it was related to supernatural entities. He decided to investigate first and call Leng Yue for help if needed.

He had already informed Leng Yue, and she had readily agreed, truly a good friend.

Parking the car, Xia Tianqi got out and immediately saw Cao Jinhai waiting for him at the entrance of the residential complex.

In the few days since they last met, Cao Jinhai had clearly lost a lot of weight. Despite the strong wind, he was only wearing a thin shirt, hugging himself and shivering in the cold.

He looked like a homeless person.

"Xia Tianqi, over here!"

Seeing Xia Tianqi get out of the car, Cao Jinhai ran over to him, calling his name as if he had seen a savior.