"This murderer is a psychopath. Even the report has come out. He can't control his behavior, has mania and other things. He is definitely not a normal person."

Gao Bao slapped his desk helplessly and said to Kuang Tianyou who was still writing a report: "Do you think this psychopath can avoid jail time just because he killed someone? And he couldn't control his behavior when he was dismembering the body? It's really unlucky!"

"Being in a mental hospital is worse than being in jail, but the lawyer I hired is very capable, otherwise it would be rabies. This incident has spread throughout Hong Kong and Kowloon, and he should go to jail if he deserves it."

A colleague next to me said this while drinking coffee.

"Isn't it? It's unlucky, really unlucky." Gao Bao said to Kuang Tianyou who was busy writing a report: "But Tianyou, where did you find the clues from that actually caught this psychopath directly?"

Kuang Tianyou raised his head and smiled, then closed the report and said, "I'll hand the report over to Sir Liu, and you'll know then.

After saying that, he left the office without paying attention to Gao Bao's curious questioning. The murderer Wang Mingguang was a mental patient, but he was dead today. Today was the seventh day after Fang Dawei's death. According to Zheng Wenjie, he would definitely turn into a ghost and seek revenge on the murderer.

He would not intervene. A murderer should pay with his life. Even a mentally ill person should pay for his actions.

Convenience Store No. 138
Liang Jiamin was lying on a camp bed in the study room inside the convenience store, staring with wide eyes at a corner of the bookshelf that blocked the light.

Today is the night when Fang Dawei returns to the world. I have been unable to sleep since I took over my shift in the morning. Thinking that Fang Dawei will really become a ghost, I can't help but feel... very nervous.

Although he has been hinting to himself that Fang Dawei's death was not his main responsibility, it was Fang Dawei's own desire to make a deal with the ghost that led to this result.

But in fact, if Fang Dawei hadn't requested it himself, he wouldn't have come to Convenience Store No. 138 and wouldn't have met the ghost.

I want to forget it, but it keeps coming to my mind and I can't avoid it.

It wasn't until there were knocks on the fire door that Liang Jiamin came to her senses and felt the discomfort in her body.

Sitting up and rubbing her sore shoulders, Liang Jiamin looked at the day shift clerk who pushed open the door and poked his head in, and asked, "What's wrong? If there's a delivery, just sign for me."

Since being confirmed as the deputy store manager by Zheng Wenjie, Liang Jiamin has recruited all the new employees herself, including the two new ones. Except for the supply of goods which is provided by the convenience store headquartered in charge of Youdi, Liang Jiamin is responsible for everything else in the convenience store.

Xiao Fang smiled awkwardly and said, "Manager, it's time to get off work. It's already 8 o'clock in the evening. I have to go home. Today, my family..."

Liang Jiamin was surprised that she had been lying there all day, but she immediately stood up and said, "Thank you, you go first, I'll still be in charge of the night shift."

"Thank you, store manager."

Liang Jiamin stretched her stiff and sore body, put on a store uniform, and then walked into the store. She greeted Xiao Fang, watched Xiao Fang leave, and then looked up at the clock. It was already 8:17.

He smiled apologetically. It seemed that Xiao Fang had waited for fifteen more minutes and only called him because he hadn't come out yet.

After checking the shelves of the convenience store, Liang Jiamin walked to the cashier counter and sat down to look at the day's turnover. During this time, she greeted several waves of customers, and before she knew it, it was eleven o'clock.

Liang Jiamin looked at the time on the clock and her body tensed up. As a fan of supernatural events, eleven to one was midnight.

In all the records of ghost stories from ancient times to the present that Liang Jiamin knew, midnight is the time of the day when the yin energy is the heaviest, and it is also the time when ghosts are most likely to appear.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but through the floor-to-ceiling transparent glass door I can see a hazy mist rising on the street outside the store under the street lights and moonlight.

Liang Jiamin shuddered and said to herself, "The temperature drops at night, so it's normal to have fog. Liang Jiamin, don't scare yourself. Dawei turned into a ghost to find his murderer, not you."

"Boss, why haven't you come yet..." Liang Jiamin knew that her current mentality was that of a typical Ye Gong who loves dragons but is afraid of them. When she was a child, she was saved once by a ghost who pointed the way for her, and she had been thinking about seeing ghosts ever since.

I wasn't that scared before because I believed I had never done anything bad, but now Fang Dawei, who might have turned into a ghost, has a complicated relationship with me.

Although I have only known Fang Dawei for less than a year, I really don't think much of him in my heart. It's more that I feel superior because someone likes me so much, which makes me feel a lot of favor towards Fang Dawei.

But that affection was just that of a simple friend and had nothing to do with love between men and women. However, Liang Jiamin knew that Fang Dawei liked her very much.

Will he come looking for me after he turns into a ghost and takes revenge? If he really comes looking for me, whether it's revenge or to drag me to death, he might kill me. How can I not be afraid?

"Boss, it's already eleven o'clock, why haven't you come yet?" If Liang Jiamin knew that she would be so scared tonight, she would definitely pester him to get Zheng Wenjie's contact information.

"ring bell"

Liang Jiamin heard the wind chimes ringing on the shop door and looked up suddenly, her surprise turning into disappointment.

A man and a woman walked into the store hugging each other. Liang Jiamin looked at the man and woman with annoyance as they talked and laughed loudly and took a can of beer from the shelf and took it to the cashier.

Scanning the barcode absentmindedly, Liang Jiamin hadn't said anything yet when the man arrogantly patted the table: "Girl, I'm from Dongxing. You look pretty. Are you interested in working with me? I guarantee you'll earn several times more than here!"

Liang Jiamin looked at the peeling skin with disgust, then noticed the little tattoo showing under his shirt, and calmly quoted the price.

"You bitch, what are you looking at me like that again!" Liang Jiamin was annoyed by her disgusted look and cursed loudly.

Seeing that Liang Jiamin still had that look of disgust, he cursed and swung his arm to slap Liang Jiamin, but was stopped by the girl next to him.

"Brother Baopi, the police station is across the street. I just picked you up, please stop making trouble."

"Be careful, you bitch! Don't let me see you again. If I see you again, I'll sell you to Portland Street!"

Baopi picked up the beer and walked out with his female companion, cursing. Liang Jiamin did not stop them. After they left, she raised her head and looked at the inconspicuous camera facing the cash register, which was blocked by a cardboard box.

This kind of thing rarely happens because the store is just across the police station, but it has happened before. The people who make trouble are basically trying to avoid paying. You can just wait until daytime and take the video to report to the police.

There was a high probability that she could get her money back, so Liang Jiamin was not afraid. She was used to it. She looked up at the clock again. It was 11:17.

"Xiao Lan, listen to me, how could I possibly think that bitch is pretty? I just wanted to buy her on credit."

Xiaolan snorted, "I spent 2,300 bucks to bail you out. For a 38 dollar bill? Don't think I don't know that you had evil thoughts because you saw her pretty face."

"I swear! You are my favorite. Who else would pay to bail me out? Even my boss wouldn't! How could I be so indecisive?" Baopi held a beer in one hand and Xiaolan in the other, and continued with a grin, "I am a gangster. If I have to pay for beer, what's the point of being a gangster?"

Xiaolan looked up at Baopi in frustration. If she wasn't pregnant, she really wouldn't want to bail out this hopeless bastard.

Now she just hoped that this bastard could quickly earn enough money for an abortion. She didn't want to go to a black clinic.

"But Brother Baopi, did you feel that it became very cold after leaving that convenience store?"

Xiaolan pulled her handbag closer to Baopi's arms. Baopi couldn't help but laugh lasciviously, and his hand that was around Xiaolan's waist couldn't help but slide down.

"When we get home, I'll let you experience the thrill of ice and fire. I guarantee it'll be a blast!"

"I'm not kidding you!" Xiaolan angrily slapped her chapped hand away, then took two steps back in fear, raised her hand holding the bag and pointed forward: "Who are you! When did you come out?"

Baopi also frowned and looked at the boy squatting on the ground in front of him. He didn't see anyone when he was going up the hill just now.

Baopi looked at Xiaolan, whose face turned pale from fear, and felt happy. Isn't it time for him to show off? Seeing how skinny the boy is, and how he is still huddled here in the middle of the night, he must be a loser.

Baopi took two steps forward and kicked him: "Damn it, kid, where are you from? You come out in the middle of the night to scare people, do you want to die?"

After kicking him, Baopi felt something was wrong. Not only was it like kicking a wall, the guy didn't move at all, but he could also feel how cold he was even through his shoes.

"I came to find you..."

Hearing the eerie voice, Baopi swallowed his saliva: "This... Hehe, well, I have something urgent to do, just... just..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Baopi opened his eyes wide and watched the boy who was curled up on the ground raise his head buried in his arms, and his whole face came into view.

He took a deep breath and heard Xiaolan screaming behind him, followed by the sound of her falling to the ground.

Baopi didn't know whether Xiaolan was dead or unconscious. He didn't dare to move or look back.

There was only a pair of empty eye sockets and a face covered in blood in front of me. It can’t be called a face, because this person had no nose, no ears, and was covered in blood.

Baopi knew that no matter if it was an evil spirit or something else, he had no choice but to run back to the police station! He gritted his teeth, turned around abruptly, and just as he raised his leg, an icy hand grabbed his ankle.

Baopi was sobbing and unable to speak. He could only feel the biting cold going up from his grabbed ankle until his entire leg lost all feeling.

"Boss! Let me go. We have no grudges against each other. I don't even know you!" Baopi cried sadly.

There was no response, and Baopi became even more anxious, and he couldn't even feel his lower abdomen: "Boss, I'll do whatever you say! Really, I'll give this woman on the ground to you, do whatever you want, just let me go!"

"I'll burn as much money as you want. Please let me go!"

The screams of Baopi gradually turned into despair. He suppressed his fear and slowly turned his head. From the corner of his eye he saw that the monster was still huddled on the ground, facing him with its bloody face.

He looked down slowly and saw an arm grabbing his ankle out of thin air, making him unable to move. His eyeballs rolled up and he fell to the ground without a sound.

……

Zheng Wenjie was driving and passed a man and a woman lying on the side of the road. The woman was still alive but had fainted from fright, while the man's eyes, nose, and ears had been gouged out, his limbs had been cut off, and the blood on the ground had flowed onto the road.

Zheng Wenjie glanced at the hazy ghost that appeared beside the corpse. Its eyes were lifeless and it just stared blankly at its own miserable corpse.

The ghost of a newly dead person is like a newly born life, confused and ignorant. As time goes by, it will awaken all its memories of its lifetime on the seventh day.

The underworld will not care about these newly born ghosts and will not send them to the underworld until the seventh day after their birth.

Liang Jiamin looked up at the hands on the clock. It was already half past eleven. She looked outside the store depressedly. She took two steps back and bumped into the wall in shock: "Da... Dawei."

Fang Dawei stood outside the door with a bright smile, looking at Liang Jiamin, and walked through the glass door into the store, saying excitedly: "Jiamin, you don't know what happened to me!"

"I've seen a ghost. It's the same Liang Kun who was shot dead by the Wan Chai Gun God in the magazine! Really, I'm not lying to you. I even made a deal with him. He gave me money and I took care of his mother in her old age!"

Looking at Fang Dawei with an excited face, Liang Jiamin's mind went blank for a moment. She could only lean against the wall and watch Fang Dawei standing in front of the cashier counter and talking non-stop.

"I came to you right away to tell you the good news, but there was a taxi driver who was like a lunatic. He knocked me out before I did anything."

“Then he dragged me to his house, dug out my eyes, cut off my nose and ears before killing me.”

"I've become a ghost now, Jiamin, you don't have to look for ghosts everywhere, I will always be with you!"

"And that man just now, he actually dared to scold you and wanted to hit you. I also taught him a lesson. You don't have to be afraid. He won't appear again."

Fang Dawei had a smile on his face, and he looked at Liang Jiamin in a flattering manner at the end, but slowly the smile on his face faded.

"Jia Min, why are you unhappy? Why do you seem so scared? Don't you like looking for ghosts? I have become a ghost now. Why don't you like me? Why are you afraid of me?"

Liang Jiamin watched as the lights in the store suddenly flickered. An inexplicable strong wind blew the goods on the shelves to the ground, and the shelves kept shaking.

Liang Jiamin was so scared that she leaned against the wall and shouted, "Dawei! I'm not afraid of you! Listen to me, listen to me!"

The lights no longer dimmed, and the gusts of cold wind that had just appeared seemed to have never appeared, leaving only a mess on the floor of the store.

Liang Jiamin panted, looking at Fang Dawei whose facial features were already bleeding, and suppressed her fear and said calmly: "Dawei, I'm really not afraid of you. I'm afraid... I'm afraid of the murderer who killed you."

"I asked around when the police came to buy things. The murderer is mentally ill, so he will most likely not go to jail. He...he killed you. I'm scared. When I saw you, I thought of him, so I was scared."

Liang Jiamin could only delay time, hoping that the boss would come soon. He had clearly promised to take her to send Fang Dawei to the underworld to reincarnate. If he didn't come, he might send her down with him. (End of this chapter)