During this time, a police officer who wasn't aware of the situation approached the chubby auntie, the little girl, and the skinny old man for routine questioning.
"What's your name? What happened here?"
As he spoke, the officer carefully examined the bloodstains on the ground. 'It's human blood!'
But none of the people before him had any wounds. 'Could it be true, just like the person who called it in said? Was there a ghost?'
"I-I'm Li Xue, from the Heihe people. The killer—"
Li Xue swallowed hard, still visibly shaken. "There's a ghost here!"
The officer: '???'
He was speechless and looked at Li Xue with a helpless expression, not believing a word she said.
'Ghosts aren't real.'
"Oh, right! It was a ghost my landlord made on purpose!"
The officer: 'I'm at a loss for words. Can ghosts be man-made?'
The one in charge immediately ordered, "Take them back to the station!"
Once at the station, they were separated. Su Nian was taken to a conference room by herself.
