Time passed, and Mu Wanqing remained leisurely, as if watching a detective drama instead of a horror movie.
Each time the ghost appeared, she analyzed and pointed out numerous inconsistencies.
After more than thirty minutes, a pleasant ringtone suddenly sounded.
Mu Wanqing frowned, took out her phone, and answered, "Director Zhao, what's the matter?"
An urgent male voice replied, "Mu Wanqing, come to the bureau quickly. There's a new case."
"I already assigned Xiao Zhang and the others to duty," she said doubtfully.
"This case is tricky. Xiao Zhang lacks experience and can't handle it."
"Alright, I'm coming immediately!"
Sensing the gravity, Mu Wanqing stood and headed out.
In the lobby, Lin Chen had finished a game and noticed Mu Wanqing still hadn't emerged.
He was surprised — nearly 40 minutes had passed!
Most customers watching Shutter today lasted only 13 minutes tops, and they were groups of 7-9 people, unlike Mu Wanqing alone — and she'd even drunk cola!
He looked at Shen Hao and asked, "Who exactly is this woman? She's formidable!"
Shen Hao smirked, "She's my senior, a PhD working at the Forensic Department, and the technical division chief of the criminal investigation unit.
Brother, prepare that 5,000 yuan red envelope."
Impressive!
She looked no older than 25 but was already a PhD and head of a key department.
Seeing Lin Chen's shock, Shen Hao felt pleased.
Just as Shen Hao was about to say more to tease Lin Chen, the Screening Room door suddenly opened.
Mu Wanqing strode out quickly.
Shen Hao felt as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped on him.
"B-Boss, why are you out?"
"Enough talk. There's work at the bureau. Come with me!"
Without stopping, Mu Wanqing left the lobby.
"Boss, wait for me!"
Shen Hao was stunned but hurried after her.
Lin Chen finally regained composure and shouted after them, "Brother, your movie ticket money isn't refunded yet!"
Shen Hao waved without looking back, "Hold it for now. I'll come back for it later."
Watching them go, Lin Chen muttered, "What a strange woman."
At Ningzhou City Criminal Investigation Unit, technical division,
Mu Wanqing hurriedly pushed open the door, donning a white coat, and asked, "Where's Xiao Zhang?"
A short-haired woman in uniform smiled bitterly, "Xiao Zhang... is doubting his life."
"What?" Mu Wanqing frowned.
The short-haired woman pointed to a corpse on a stretcher, looking grim, "Sister Wanqing, you better see for yourself."
Mu Wanqing frowned deeply.
Putting on rubber gloves, she quickly inspected the corpse.
It was a male, about 40 years old.
Most striking was the death expression — contorted features, wide eyes full of terror, as if he'd seen something horrible before death.
Strangely, the corpse's arms were crossed in front of him, hands tightly gripping his own neck.
Mu Wanqing asked seriously, "Xiao Xu, has the stomach content been tested?"
The short-haired woman nodded, "Yes, all normal. No toxins."
Shen Hao gasped silently.
Cause of death: strangulation.
Apart from bruises from the hands on the neck, no other injuries.
Meaning: the victim strangled himself.
But could someone really strangle themselves?
As a top medical student, Shen Hao was certain — no.
Physiologically and psychologically impossible.
First, at death, the body's survival instinct overrides conscious thought, causing one to release grip before dying.
Second, physiologically, strangling oneself leads to fainting due to oxygen deprivation, causing loss of muscle control and natural release of the hands.
If self-strangulation is impossible, how to explain this corpse?
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