923 The Detective Who Could See Ghosts (3)

Hualalala—

No one expected that it would suddenly rain heavily, and the whole scene was covered by the rain.

It was night and the task just kept getting more difficult for the whole team.

In order to collect the on-the-spot evidence as much as possible, the whole team was busy, in chaos and panic.

Ming Shu stood outside the cordon, holding a black umbrella, and looked inside the line.

Raindrops as large as beans fell heavily on the umbrella, giving out loud sounds.

They were like drumbeats, faster and faster.

Ming Shu didn't see any ghosts at the scene.

What kind of person could become a ghost in this world? The Host had not found the reason for so many years. She had seen ghosts of nefarious murderers on TV and also seen kind ghosts.

It seemed the ghosts of this world were randomly generated.

"See? That's why I was in a hurry."