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The madness from the fight had faded from his eyes, replaced by a chilling, sinister glint.

Qi Lei bent down and reached out to check Guan Yu's breath, his fingertips touching a breath so faint it was almost negligible.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he spoke in a deep, chilling voice: "Stop hitting him, he's beyond saving."

"Is...is there no hope?" Qingqing's legs went weak, and she stumbled back several steps, on the verge of collapse. Tears streamed down her face. "Qi Lei! You killed someone! How could you kill Guan Yu?!"

"I killed him, wasn't it all for you?" Qi Lei's eyes were sinister, then he became terrifyingly calm in an instant. "It's too late to cry now. Let's calm down and figure out a way to end this."

Guan Yu on the ground still had a faint breath left and had not completely lost his life.

But the two men were already panicked and blinded by fear and selfishness. They assumed he was dead and had no intention of confirming his life or death. Their only concern was how to get away with it and how to cover up the murder.

In his panic, Qi Lei's eyes quickly scanned his surroundings. This was an undeveloped, forbidden area of ​​the haunted house, desolate and deserted, littered with construction tools, mud, and unfinished walls. A sinister, calculating glint flashed in his eyes.

Qi Lei was born in the countryside. His father was a bricklayer all his life, and he was exposed to the craft from a young age, becoming familiar with bricklaying, mortar sealing, and other masonry skills.

The current scene is practically a godsend for hiding corpses.

Once a wicked thought arises, there is no turning back.

He gritted his teeth and made up his mind—if he was going to do it, he might as well go all the way.

Qi Lei was inherently ruthless and selfish. Now that he had a life in his hands, he not only showed no remorse, but also became completely calm, his mind racing as he calculated his escape route.

This is a restricted area of ​​the amusement park that is still under construction. It is closed year-round, untouched by anyone, without surveillance cameras, and no tourists come here. It is an ideal place to hide a body.

He turned and stared intently at the trembling Qingqing, his voice low and ruthless: "Neither of us can utter a single word about what happened today. If anyone does, we'll both be murderers, and our lives will be completely ruined."

Qingqing was terrified, tears streaming down her face, her whole body trembling like a leaf, and she could only nod blankly.

Without delay, Qi Lei immediately took action. Relying on his childhood experience learning masonry from his father, he skillfully picked up the scattered cement, sand, and bricks with swift and efficient movements.

He first laboriously dragged Guan Yu's still warm body into the half-built wall recess and laid it flat.

At this moment, Guan Yu's breath was weak, and his chest was still rising and falling slightly; he had not completely stopped breathing. In his hazy consciousness, he vaguely heard the conversation between the two people and felt the cold earth sticking to his body. The last trace of warmth he had left was completely frozen by despair.

He was not reconciled.

He hated the betrayal, the murder, and the fact that he had given his heart to the wrong person!

But he was critically injured and didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, so he could only let the darkness and cold engulf him.

Qi Lei, however, remained unmoved and showed no mercy.

He worked quickly, and together with Qingqing, they shoveled soil, filled in the gaps, applied mortar, and laid bricks, layering red bricks one by one to seal the entire wall tightly. Cement filled the gaps, completely covering up any traces.

A vibrant young life was thus sealed away and killed within the dark walls.

After sealing the last brick, Qi Lei carefully smoothed out the marks on the wall, completely covered the bloodstains with mud, put away all the construction tools, and cleaned the site thoroughly.

After all this was done, the wall was brand new and smooth, with no trace of abnormality.

No one would have imagined that this seemingly ordinary wall concealed a cruel murder case and the remains of an innocent victim.

After collecting all the evidence, it was completely dark.

The two acted as if nothing had happened, walking out of the haunted house's restricted area one after the other. They encountered a few staff members along the way, all of whom appeared perfectly normal, showing no sign that they had just buried a life with their own hands.

After leaving the amusement park, the two men colluded and gave the same story.

They only told others that the three of them came to play together, but Guan Yu disappeared midway through the trip, and his phone was switched off and he could not be contacted.

The two also called the police the next day.

The disappearance initially did attract some attention. However, with no surveillance footage, no witnesses, no signs of a struggle, and the amusement park being a crowded place, clues were scarce.

As time passed, no suspicious points could be found, and the case eventually became a cold case.

Guan Yu simply vanished into thin air.

His family searched everywhere for him, weeping every day, but after years of searching, they still had no news. In the end, they could only accept the fact that their child was missing amidst endless longing and grief.

The instigators, Qi Lei and Qingqing, managed to evade justice for five years by sticking to their lies and perfectly destroying evidence.

For five years, they lived their lives with a clear conscience, and later they even got married and had children together, without anyone ever suspecting a thing.

Only Guan Yu, trapped within the walls, his soul bound to his body, was imprisoned in the haunted house, wandering day and night, filled with injustice. Watching his murderer live peacefully, and seeing no one in the world know the truth, for five whole years, his resentment lingered, and his obsession remained unquenched.

This is the whole truth behind his being stuck here and unable to reincarnate.

After hearing about Guan Yu's five-year ordeal of being wrongfully imprisoned, Shen Jingshu's eyes were filled with a cold solemnity. Lu Jingxing beside her had a composed expression, his heart filled with sighs for this absurd murder case.

Shen Jingshu looked at the drifting male ghost in front of her and asked softly, "So, you want me to call the police so that those two accomplices who are still at large can receive the judgment they deserve under the law?"

Guan Yu nodded emphatically, his soul trembling slightly, filled with pleading and resentment: "Yes! I only ask for justice! For the past five years, I've been trapped here, unable to move an inch. But I'm my parents' only child. They must be running around everywhere, heartbroken every day. I must make the truth come out and bring the evildoers to justice!"

I promise you.

Shen Jingshu said no more, took out her phone and dialed her older brother Li Hanting's number. She spoke very quickly and concisely, telling him the whole story of the haunted house, the five-year-old cold case, and the ghost's pleas for justice.

Upon hearing this, Li Hanting on the other end of the phone was startled and immediately told her to wait where she was while police officers rushed to the scene.

Just minutes after hanging up the phone, several tall figures strode into the dark, haunted house passageway.

The first to arrive were several fully equipped criminal investigators. Chen Wei, who led the team, was the leader of Li Hanting's crime-solving team. Behind him were detectives He Ming and Fang Hai, as well as forensic doctor Yan Min, all of whom were old acquaintances of Shen Jingshu.

Upon seeing Shen Jingshu, the four of them immediately greeted her politely.

Shen Jingshu had no interest in small talk. She raised her hand and pointed directly to the smooth, brand-new brick wall behind her, her tone crisp and decisive: "Captain Chen, don't waste any more time. The remains of the victim who was murdered five years ago are hidden in this wall. Please examine and investigate."

Chen Wei was already used to her special abilities and didn't question her at all, immediately replying, "Received, investigate the scene immediately!"

Unable to contain his curiosity, the young team member He Ming couldn't help but ask, "Miss Shen, how did you know so precisely that there was a body hidden here, and how much you knew about the deceased?"

Shen Jingshu's eyebrows curved slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips: "Have you forgotten who I am?"

These words instantly awakened everyone.

He Ming slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing, "That's right! You're a master of metaphysics! Could it be... the spirit of the deceased is asking you for help?"