The Mystery of K Newspaper

Chapter 17

(Where did he die? Tell me how he died?) Zheng Qi asked curiously. Meng Ping gave him a suspicious look, then continued.

Unlike Wang Hai and Shi Feng, who pursued Luo Min relentlessly, that guy's attitude towards Luo Min was rather indifferent, just like colleagues. I think he probably already had a girlfriend, otherwise, why would he be so unmoved by this beautiful woman in front of him?

Two months later, around noon, near the end of the workday, I arranged to meet Sister Zheng, Chen Qing, and Mr. Dong at a newly opened Italian pasta restaurant nearby. I had originally asked Chen Gang to come along too, but he said he wanted to finish his manuscript quickly, so he told us to go ahead and not wait for him. Sigh, serves him right for being unlucky; if he had gone with us that day, he wouldn't have suffered such a tragic fate!

I think Luo Min was there too, but we didn't ask her out because we knew she wouldn't come. We ate for about an hour and a half. When we came back, we found Chen Gang dead, lying next to his desk. Just like when you fainted, and Luo Min, who was sitting opposite him, was nowhere to be seen.

At this point, Meng Ping glanced at Zheng Qi and said calmly:

"And then you came to the newspaper!"

Zheng Qi remained silent; he already knew what happened next and didn't need Meng Ping to continue.

"Hey Zheng, how did you see that transparent monster?"

Meng Ping was looking at him with a curious gaze.

"Me? I felt like there was a transparent, ugly monster in front of me, like a plastic film, and then everything went black and I knew nothing more."

Zheng Qi blushed and tried to remain calm as he spoke.

"Hmm, that's strange! At that time, Luo Min seemed to be sitting there as if nothing had happened, remaining completely calm. Could it be that the monster wasn't a transformation of her?"

Meng Ping muttered to himself slowly, a look of doubt on his face.

Zheng Qi was quickly thinking about what Meng Ping had just said. For a moment, neither of them spoke, lost in their own thoughts.

After a long pause, Meng Ping stood up and said to Zheng Qi:

"Xiao Zheng, you must be tired, you should rest. I have something to do, so I'll head back first! Take good care of yourself and don't worry too much. If anything happens, feel free to call me or Sister Zheng."

"Okay, Brother Meng, you go back first, I don't have anything to do!"

After exchanging a few more polite words, Meng Ping left the hospital.

Zheng Qi secretly went through the discharge procedures alone in the afternoon and returned home. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mo Han burying her head in the sofa, lost in thought.

Zheng Qi walked quietly to him, then suddenly roared.

"I'm back!"

Mo Han suddenly woke up with a start, looked up, and said with a surprised expression:

"Oh, what are you doing standing here? You've been discharged from the hospital?"

"How dare you say that? You didn't even bother to come see me or pick me up from school!"

As Zheng Qi sat down on the sofa, he complained to Mo Han.

"Tch, you didn't say you were being discharged today. Besides, what kind of illness do you have? By the way, how's it going? Have you found out everything?"

"Okay, I've taken them all out! Let's talk about yours first, how did your investigation go last night?"

"Hmm, not bad! But first, tell me what you found out. I have something else to show you later!"

After saying that, Mo Han winked slyly at Zheng Qi.

Zheng Qi smiled, took a sip of water, and then told Mo Han everything Meng Ping had told him.

"I never imagined so many people would die!" Mo Han exclaimed.

"Yes! I'm the fourth one. I wonder if I'll be the next one to die?"

After saying that, Zheng Qi made a deadpan face, and Mo Han chuckled!

"By the way, tell me quickly how the investigation at the trash can area at the entrance of Lion Alley is going? Oh, and what good stuff do you have to show me? Show it to me, stop keeping me in suspense!"

Mo Han gave Zheng Qi a strange smile, then got up and went to the inner room.

Mo Han came out from the inner room with an antique wooden box.

"Hey, what's this box? It's so pretty! Where did you get it?"

"Hehe, open it and take a look first!"

Mo Han stood to the side with a sinister grin.

Zheng Qi looked at him with suspicion, then slowly reached out his hand towards the ancient wooden box.

Suddenly he stopped what he was doing and said to Mo Han.

"Hey, there are even talismans carved on this box!"

"Don't worry, I've suppressed the spell, but I can't undo it. You take a look and see!"

With a hint of excited curiosity, Zheng Qi gently lifted the lid of the box, and inside was a thin human face.

"This is the treasure you picked up from the dumpster?"

Zheng Qi stared wide-eyed at Mo Han.

Mo Han smiled and shook her head, then told Zheng Qi everything that had happened that night.

"So, to put it another way, you stole this antique wooden box from the director's office at our newspaper?"

"How can this be called stealing? I'm gathering evidence."

Mo Han said with a wronged expression. It seems he's even more eloquent than Grandpa Kong Yiji!

"Hehe, alright, since we've already taken it, let's discuss what to do next."

"By the way, junior brother, can you figure out anything from the box?"

Zheng Qi picked up the box and examined it closely, then took a closer look at the picture of a beautiful woman on the lid.

Then he raised his eyes and looked at Mo Han, slowly saying:

"The box is engraved with spirit-controlling talismans from the Qin Dynasty. Back then, after King Ying Zheng of Qin conquered the six kingdoms and became the sole ruler of the world, he wanted to achieve immortality so that he could maintain his hegemony forever. Prime Minister Zhao Gao said that those who cultivated immortality could refine elixirs of immortality, so Qin Shi Huang ordered those Taoist priests who had cultivated immortality to help him refine elixirs of immortality. These elixirs of immortality were made using the essence and blood of living people, so under Qin Shi Huang's instructions, the Taoist priests began to slaughter innocent people. However, these Taoist priests were afraid that these people who died unjustly would become wandering ghosts and seek revenge, so they used these talismans to control their souls after death."

After a pause, Zheng Qi pointed to the box lid and said to Mo Han:

"Judging from the clothing of the Eastern woman on the lid of this box, she should belong to the Western Han Dynasty!"

After listening to Zheng Qi's explanation, Mo Han couldn't help but secretly admire his erudition.

"So whose skin do you think this is?"

Mo Han asked, hoping that Zheng Qi could solve the mystery of the human skin after solving the mystery of the box!

"The owner of this box used the spirit-controlling talismans engraved around the box to control the owner of this human skin. That's the only explanation I can give you. As for whose human skin it actually is, I have no idea!"

Mo Han stared blankly at the human face for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter for no apparent reason.

Zheng Qi, who was standing to the side, was so startled by his sudden laugh that he jumped up from the sofa.

"What's wrong with you? Are you possessed by an evil spirit?!"