"If Yan Aohan were here, I could just hand these tasks over to him. But since he isn't, staying here tonight might help us find the killer. Either way, we won't lose anything. So, I’ve decided to rest in the morgue tonight."
"You make it sound so easy." Niu Chuntian returned and happened to hear Zhu Yanyi’s words.
Zhu Yanyi tilted her head, looking at Niu Chuntian. "Well? Did you see the lipstick mark behind the doll’s ear?"
"I did. If you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have missed it. It’s tiny, no bigger than the tip of a little finger. If I didn’t know it was from a woman’s red lips, I would have thought it was a birthmark." Niu Chuntian sighed beside her. "So, Wang Meihua was framed. This makes the case much more complicated. The clues we found before clearly don’t add up." He looked discouraged; this blow was significant for him.
Luo Gang stood up, walked over to Niu Chuntian, and patted his shoulder. "We can’t create a wrongful conviction. Besides, Wang Meihua was a military family member. Even if someone wanted to smear her, they shouldn’t target someone like her."
Hearing Luo Gang’s words, Niu Chuntian glared at him. "Am I the kind of person who randomly throws mud at others? You underestimate me. I would never do that."
Luo Gang nodded, patted his shoulder again, and returned to the stone stool where he had been sitting. "So, what’s the plan now?"
"We really have no leads." Niu Chuntian didn’t hide the truth. Who could have expected a murder case to unravel such a mess?
Zhu Yanyi pondered for a moment. "Since you’re stuck, why don’t you stay up with us tonight?" She added, "They say a soul returns on the seventh day after death. Do you think Wang Meihua’s soul will return? Let’s stay up and watch."
"Sister, can you change your weird hobbies? Besides, dead people don’t come back. Even a three-year-old knows that. Why are you trying to fool people with that?" Zhu Zhibin teased from the side.
"I know you’re smart and don’t understand the fun of ordinary people. Go away. I’m staying up tonight to wait for the soul’s return." Zhu Yanyi put on an impatient expression. She wouldn’t tell her that souls and ghosts actually existed, at least she had been to the Underworld.
"Sister, come on. Saying I’m smart makes it sound like you’re not. Want me to list your skills?" Zhu Zhibin continued to tease his sister.
Zhu Yanyi stiffened her face and glared at Zhu Zhibin. "You brat, dare you expose your sister’s secrets? I’ll beat you."
"Sister, you always bully the weak. That’s wrong." Zhu Zhibin knew Zhu Yanyi wasn’t serious, so she wasn’t afraid. Instead, she smiled and bickered with her.
Zhu Yanyi decided to ignore her thick-skinned brother. If she engaged, she’d only get angry, and she couldn’t actually hit her. Being too smart wasn’t always a good thing for a child. "Alright, let’s drop this topic. Everyone stay up tonight. Let’s see what the soul-return night is really like."
"The young lady is right. I’ve never seen a soul-return night in my life. Now is the perfect time to see it." Luo Gang laughed.