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The body of Su Xiaoshuang had been sent to the funeral home.
The office still bore the remnants of the incident from yesterday, with a small pool of blood marking the spot where Su Xiaoshuang had died.
Since then, no one dared to enter and clean up. Even the 60-year-old female janitor, upon hearing others describe the terrifying sight on the ceiling, was too frightened to come near again.
The only change was that some well-meaning person had written a few words in white chalk on Su Xiaoshuang's door.
Zhang Mingda couldn't understand and turned to Guo Yi to ask about the meaning of those words.
"It means 'haunted house,'" Guo Yi replied succinctly before stepping confidently into the room.
Su Yong hesitated for a long time, his face filled with fear, before he timidly followed, a stark contrast to his earlier resolve to seek revenge.
Guo Yi slowly circled around the room, then stared at the bloodstain for a long while, shaking his head gently.
It was just a small office, lacking even a restroom.
If it wasn't a suicide, how could the murderer have escaped from this seemingly enclosed scene?
"This is a locked-room murder," Su Yong whispered through clenched teeth as he leaned against the doorframe.
Guo Yi did not respond but stood in the center of the room, slowly closing his eyes as if entering a meditative state.
Five minutes passed. In this room deemed a haunted house, every second felt infinitely stretched; these five minutes were more torturous than the five centuries of darkness outside.
Suddenly, Guo Yi opened his eyes wide and looked at the ceiling, exclaiming, "The murderer is a ghost. This is not merely a locked room; it is a Ghost Wall."
"Ghost Wall?" Su Yong and Zhang Mingda exclaimed in surprise simultaneously.
To facilitate the investigation, Guo Yi was ostensibly serving as security for Mingda Company, living and working in the building.
It was clear that Zhang Mingda was filled with curiosity about Guo Yi, often secretly observing him from the shadows.
At first, Guo Yi visited the security personnel of other companies in the building. They conversed in Thai, their voices a cacophony of sounds.
Although Zhang Mingda couldn't understand what they were saying, he could gauge from the security guards' occasional grimaces and expressions of sheer terror that they were likely recounting rumors about "the skin"—that is, ghosts.
Later, Zhang Mingda also discovered that Guo Yi frequently locked himself alone in the office where Su Xiaoshuang had her incident. Each time he emerged, he remained silent and wore a grave expression.
One day, unable to contain his curiosity any longer, Zhang Mingda hurriedly approached Guo Yi as he exited the office and asked, "In a place where others are too scared to go near, why do you lock yourself inside? What are you doing?"
"Looking for Ghost Qi. If a ghost wants to break through a wall, it will surely leave behind Ghost Qi."
"Have you found it?"
Guo Yi did not respond but instead fixed his dark eyes on Zhang Mingda and then showed him a piece of paper. "I just found this under the desk."
Zhang Mingda took the paper and recognized Su Xiaoshuang's handwriting immediately.
The paper contained only four characters: Drifting Yokai.
The writing was not as strong and neat as usual; the strokes were hurried and chaotic, revealing Su Xiaoshuang's inner turmoil and anxiety while writing.
" Drifting Yokai? Does it mean floating ghosts? Could it be that Su Xiaoshuang was really haunted by a ghost?" Zhang Mingda asked, looking at the paper with a puzzled expression.
Guo Yi still did not answer, his gaze growing even more profound, as if concealing endless secrets.
At that moment, Guo Yi fascinated Zhang Mingda more than the death of Su Xiaoshuang did.
Zhang Mingda felt that in Bangkok, a place where money reigned supreme, most people placed money and Buddhism on equal footing. The phrase "Money Can Make the Devil Do His Work" perfectly described the social atmosphere here.
Taking advantage of this situation, Zhang Mingda easily uncovered Guo Yi's background by bribing several high-ranking police officers: Ten years ago, Guo Yi was a somewhat well-known psychologist in Bangkok.
In his published paper, he described the field of psychological counseling as the "Demonic Path."
He wrote: The human mind is like a deep and dark sea gorge, profound and unfathomable. Exploring the mind is akin to grappling with demons; only those who can step into the realm of darkness can successfully navigate this valley of the soul.
Perhaps it was because Guo Yi was too deeply entrenched in the "demonic realm" that one of his female patients, during her therapy sessions, tragically committed suicide by cutting her wrists at home. The police suspected that he had subtly suggested this course of action to her during treatment, leading her to take her own life, yet they never found conclusive evidence to charge him.
Afterward, Guo Yi's patients began to leave him in droves, and major media outlets relentlessly pursued him, depicting him as a "demon who kills with psychology."
On a sweltering evening after a tropical downpour, Guo Yi vanished from his office like steam evaporating from the ground.
Since then, no one had seen him in Bangkok, and people gradually forgot about him.
Unexpectedly, this bizarre "Ghost Wall" case brought him back to Bangkok.
After reviewing Guo Yi's profile, Zhang Mingda became increasingly intrigued by him.
He felt that Guo Yi's dark eyes seemed genuinely filled with Ghost Qi.
Thus, he secretly decided to investigate the truth behind the tragedy of the female patient from years ago and to uncover the source of Guo Yi's mysterious Ghost Qi.
And so, while Guo Yi focused on Ghost Hunting in Zhang Mingda's eyes as a "Ghost Tower," Zhang Mingda secretly endeavored to unveil the hidden secrets surrounding him.
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