Frightening Joke: Above the Mist
Chapter 136 The Female Corpse

Chapter 136: Chapter 136 The Female Corpse

But all this was just Bai Yanliang’s speculation, he had no evidence to prove his guess.

One week later.

This week passed uneventfully, the so-called crime group from Liang City made no moves.

Bai Yanliang and He Yige coexisted peacefully, both knowing each other’s experiences well, but neither spoke of it.

So, Bai Yanliang had a good rest this week.

Today, shortly after Bai Yanliang opened his eyes, someone very unexpected called him, he glanced at the time, it was not yet seven in the morning.

"Bai Yanliang! I will come to Ye City again in two days," Feng Xiuxue said over the phone.

"Are you Feng Xiuxue or Feng Yiru?" Bai Yanliang asked.

"Huh? What do you mean? Didn’t I tell you my sister disappeared? How could I be my sister?"

"...Sorry." Bai Yanliang said naturally, "I just woke up, a bit groggy."

This obviously excuse-like statement managed to fool Feng Xiuxue, or rather, she didn’t intend to delve into it.

"Forget it, let’s meet in two days, I found clues about your brother!"

Feng Xiuxue’s words made Bai Yanliang’s heart tighten.

But then, he recalled the first time they met, when another personality emerged within Feng Xiuxue, saying she was a woman named Feng Yiru.

She said Feng Xiuxue is a liar, not to trust her.

But Bai Yanliang didn’t feel there was anything about him that Feng Xiuxue would care about, could it be she is interested in him personally?

It’s impossible to even imagine.

After that, Feng Xiuxue never contacted Bai Yanliang on her own, even if they met in Fog Gathering, they acted unfamiliar with each other.

In fact, Bai Yanliang always maintained a certain amount of wariness towards this woman.

Anyone who could survive once and again in Fog Gathering is not simple, but her most striking feature was just a pretty face.

Beauty is indeed useful, but depending on the place, at least... in Fog Gathering, beauty is not as effective as one might think.

So, Feng Xiuxue hides deeply.

She knows about Bai Yanren’s existence, if Bai Yanren is indeed related to Fog Gathering, does that mean Feng Xiuxue has long known about Fog Gathering’s existence?

Bai Yanliang hung up Feng Xiuxue’s call, the two arranged to meet at the old spot in two days.

The old spot naturally refers to the Yuanmu Cafe.

Thinking about it, Bai Yanliang couldn’t help but think of Yang Yiyi, the little girl would be taking her college entrance exams in a few months, he wondered how she was doing recently.

Shortly after moving away, Yang Yiyi often sent him messages, sharing some interesting things about her life.

But recently, their contact nearly stopped, possibly because Bai Yanliang always responded to the girl’s chats with only a word or two.

When the day comes... he could stop by to see Yang Yiyi and also Uncle Yang.

Just as Bai Yanliang was thinking this, his phone, which he had just put down, rang again.

"Hi, Uncle Yang."

"Do you have a moment?" Yang Wanlong’s voice carried a bit of urgency, along with a subtle trace of annoyance.

"Yes."

"Then hurry to the scene, it’s right at the media building’s entrance."

"Yes, I’m on my way."

Bai Yanliang hung up the phone, put some cat food for Allen Allan Poe, petted its head, and immediately left the house.

...

When Bai Yanliang arrived at the scene, it was already surrounded by news media.

"Dear viewers, there has been a murder case in front of the TV station, as you can see, police have already set up a cordon, we will continue reporting live from the scene..."

"According to local residents, the body was discovered at six o’clock by a cleaner. It was raining lightly at the time, and a girl in her twenties stood eerily in front of the building, like a statue."

As Bai Yanliang squeezed past them, he already got a rough understanding of the situation, assuming they weren’t misreporting.

It’s now seven in the morning, exactly an hour since the alarm was raised.

Ye City’s residents really love a spectacle. So early, so cold, yet the scene was surrounded in layers.

"Please make way..."

Bai Yanliang greeted people as he squeezed through the crowd.

"Young man, you can’t get through, go home and watch the news."

"If you really want to know, I can tell you what I heard..."

Bai Yanliang thanked the aunt’s good intentions silently. The people around underestimated the strength of this seemingly frail young man, Bai Yanliang quickly passed through layers of people into the cordoned-off area.

"Hello, I’m Bai Yanliang."

The officer maintaining order at the cordon let him in before Bai Yanliang could even show his credentials.

"Brother Bai, go on in, Captain Yang is waiting for you."

Bai Yanliang, feeling strangely recognized, was escorted inside by a young officer he didn’t know. Am I that famous?

Coming to the media building’s entrance, Bai Yanliang immediately spotted several acquaintances.

Yang Wanlong, Gao Fei, Tang Guo, Ren Wudao, and... He Yige.

Why is He Yige here too?

This question flashed briefly in Bai Yanliang’s mind.

But he didn’t delve into it for now.

"Uncle Yang, I’m here."

Bai Yanliang greeted, everyone turned to glance at him.

Ren Wudao and Gao Fei nodded to him, He Yige smiled at him, and even Yang Wanlong’s constantly stern face softened a bit.

"The deceased is named Ai Qing, female, age twenty-five. After preliminary inspection, the deceased’s face and limbs are stiff, livor mortis has appeared on the skin, lips are full, and the corneas have become cloudy. Considering the weather, it’s deduced that the time of death is between one to two in the morning. There are signs the body was moved, suggesting the entrance of the media building was not the primary crime scene. Further findings await autopsy verification."

The speaker was Gao Fei, although he had just recently started working, the cases he handled were nothing but bizarre murders. Currently, he is highly regarded by the police leadership.

"And the cause of death?"

Bai Yanliang asked.

Gao Fei had said so much but oddly left out the cause of death. Strangely, no one around seemed inclined to ask.

Could there be more to it?

Sure enough, after Bai Yanliang asked, everyone’s complexion turned extremely unpleasant.

Especially Yang Wanlong, who said with a grim expression, "The deceased had a large amount of cement poured into her mouth, suffocating her to death."

With the already cold morning in Ye City, Bai Yanliang couldn’t help but feel even colder after Yang Wanlong said those words.

He began to carefully observe the female corpse named Ai Qing.

She stood eerily in front of the building’s entrance, arms outstretched in a welcoming pose, the stiff face forcibly pulled into a smile’s curve.

More strangely, she was wearing a high school uniform.

But obviously, with her age and attire, the deceased couldn’t be a high school student.

A blue and white, loose, and oversized one—very typical of high school uniforms.

And... it was indeed the uniform of Jiangbei Third Middle School, where Yang Yiyi currently studies.