I was spotted by the heroines while doing the quick-travel mission.

After Yang Liu roughly explained what happened that night, she went to see the body that was salvaged. The man looked to be in his fifties or sixties, with white hair mixed with black hair. Yang Liu looked at his face carefully, but found that she didn't know this person at all. Naturally, she couldn't figure out why he would call her in the middle of the night to commit suicide.

"Yang Liu, are you waiting for me?"

Zhao Yunduo had just changed her clothes and came out of the locker room. She saw Yang Liu standing by the door and looking inside, so she asked casually.

"Take a look and see if it's someone you know."

"Yes." Zhao Yunduo looked at Yang Liu without hesitation, slightly suspicious, then paused and suddenly realized.

"I'll tell you later. I'll do an autopsy first to see what happened. Don't worry, it definitely has nothing to do with you. You have an alibi."

After Zhao Yunduo finished speaking, she walked in past Yang Liu. Since she had to wait for her to go home together, Yang Liu wandered around the office and finally sat on the sofa in the lobby waiting for Zhao Yunduo to get off work.

The autopsy lasted until nine o'clock in the evening. After Zhao Yunduo presented the autopsy report, he looked listless. Yang Liu dragged him home and gave him medicine.

On the bed, the two of them were covered with a quilt. Yang Liu turned off the main light and turned on a small bedside lamp, waiting for Zhao Yunduo to speak. Zhao Yunduo also waited for Yang Liu to take the initiative. However, after a long stalemate, Yang Liu took the initiative to speak, "What's the matter with the acquaintance you mentioned today?"

Zhao Yunduo looked surprised. After a long time, she thought Yang Liu was about to confess, but he ended up asking about what happened in the afternoon.

"Don't you remember that person?" Zhao Yunduo looked at Yang Liu suspiciously.

"How can I remember so many people?" Yang Liu rolled his eyes, speechless.

"That was the one who caused the medical dispute a few years ago. He insisted that the hospital had killed his wife and called the police. It was us who performed the autopsy. Have you forgotten?"

Zhao Yunduo had experienced this many times, so she naturally remembered it clearly. However, Yang Liu was not the real person, so how could he remember it immediately? After being reminded by Zhao Yunduo, he searched his mind and only vaguely remembered a blurry figure.

The man pointed at the original bodies and cursed them, saying that they were accomplices of the hospital and had deliberately killed his wife.

Yang Liu rubbed her eyebrows with a headache, feeling a little annoyed. As expected, when she was unlucky, everything would happen to her.

"But I don't understand. Even if his wife died unjustly, he can't commit suicide to retaliate against you in this way, right? What's the use?" Zhao Yunduo looked at Yang Liu's expression and knew that he had remembered it, so she couldn't help but complain.

After hearing this, Yang Liu glared at Zhao Yunduo and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? What does it have to do with me? I am just the one who issued the autopsy report. If it weren't for the big fuss..."

"He was hanging banners at the door and calling in reporters. At the time, rumors were going viral online that medical officials were colluding to take human lives. Later, his son also died. You did the autopsy, but it was ruled suicide at the time."

"Then he insisted that it was a rich second-generation kid in the school who led the bullying and killed his son. When he asked for compensation but to no avail, he turned around and said that there was a dispute between officials and businessmen and that there was nothing wrong with the autopsy. But no matter who it was, what does it have to do with me? I'm just a person who issued a report. What it is is what it is. I can't understand how he thinks."

Yang Liu kicked the quilt in annoyance, exposing her belly, but the air conditioner pulled her back to cover herself. Zhao Yunduo hummed thoughtfully for a while and said, "He probably thought that if he called you before he died, you would be the murderer and suffer the so-called retribution he mentioned."

"The most I can do is to watch someone die without helping." Yang Liu rolled his eyes to the sky. He always felt that the IQ of this NPC was a little worrying.

Having discussed this topic, the two fell into a strange silence.

"Maybe it wasn't suicide?" Zhao Yunduo suddenly spoke in the silent air.

"Hmm? Did you find anything?" Yang Liu turned sideways and looked at Zhao Yunduo, asking curiously.

"I just have a hunch. I have a hunch that he can't possibly commit suicide." Zhao Yunduo also turned over and faced Yang Liu.

"Then it's none of our business. The captain and the others will investigate." Hearing that Zhao Yunduo was just expressing her intuition, Yang Liu was no longer curious. He shrank the quilt and wrapped himself up.

Wen Ya was lying on the edge of the bed, bored, watching Yang Liu and Zhao Yunduo chatting. Since she came back from the hospital, she found that anything Yang Liu touched, she could also touch for a short period of time, which resulted in her being unable to move around like before. Now in this house, except that others could not see her, she was almost no different from a normal person. So in order not to scare Zhao Yunduo, she had to shrink in this corner and not move.

Wen Ya was sighing quietly.

Seeing that Zhao Yunduo didn't say anything, Yang Liu turned over again. Mainly because she was looking at Zhao Yunduo face to face, she felt a little embarrassed.

Zhao Yunduo felt itchy after she saw Yang Liu ignored her and she stretched her hand towards Yang Liu along the quilt and poked her waist with her fingers. Seeing that Yang Liu didn't react, she pinched her harder. Yang Liu resisted the urge to retaliate and endured it. The man behind her kept poking her waist and fiddling with her hair. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and Yang Liu lifted the quilt and sat directly on Zhao Yunduo's waist. After fixing her, she began to tickle her itchy skin. Zhao Yunduo felt itchy and numb where Yang Liu had tickled her and she twisted like an earthworm under Yang Liu. She fought back unwillingly and the two of them made a childish noise, making the bed creak.

Wen Ya squatted on the side with her chin resting on the mattress, watching the two people fighting. Her eyes were blank, but Zhao Yunduo seemed to see something and the air suddenly became quiet.

Yang Liu thought that Zhao Yunduo had been angry and was planning to try to comfort her reluctantly, but she saw that Zhao Yunduo's face was filled with fear and she was trembling all over. She raised her hand and pointed in Wen Yadai's direction, and her tongue was tied and she stammered for a long time without being able to speak straight.

“Yes, yes, yes, gu…g…ghost!!”

Zhao Yunduo screamed in fear and burst out with unprecedented strength to push Yang Liu off her body, then grabbed her arm and stuffed both of them into the quilt. Wen Ya, who was pointed at at this time, looked at the sudden change with blank eyes, then floated up and poked the quilt with her hand. Zhao Yunduo, who was hiding inside, saw that the quilt had a small dent and almost suffocated and was frightened to death by Wen Ya.

After so many reincarnations, this was the first time she saw a ghost.

Yang Liu stared at Zhao Yunduo, who was trembling with his eyes closed, looking extremely panic-stricken.

"Ghost...ghost...Yang Liu, why is there a ghost in your house..." Her voice was shaking like a sieve, which made Yang Liu laugh. He couldn't help but want to tease her with evil intention.

"Ah... ghost? What ghost? Why didn't I see it? Are you kidding me, Zhao Yunduo?" The tone was confused and innocent, and he pretended to pull open the quilt with an inquiring look.