PD -Chapter 71 A New Homicide

“Who exactly are you people? Ghost hunters?” the girl asked as she took the phone number I handed her.

I thought for a moment and wasn’t quite sure how to explain, so I simply nodded. “Something like that.”

“Do you mind if we take a look around the house?” I asked.

The girl—Sun Yuxin—hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded.

I gave Liu Xiaopeng a look and signaled him to take out the EMF detector. He walked through the entire villa, floor by floor.

None of the rooms showed any reaction. Only the bathroom on the first floor had a higher reading. And every time the detector got close to the mirror, the values would spike and the device would emit a sharp, piercing alarm.

After asking Sun Yuxin’s permission, we removed the bathroom mirror and examined it over and over again. I also inspected it thoroughly with my spiritual energy.

In the end, we confirmed that it was just an ordinary mirror—nothing unusual at all. With no other choice, we left the villa reluctantly.

“Brother Han, since Bloody Mary can be summoned here, do you think she’s a local entity—or… did she really come from overseas?” Liu Xiaopeng asked while driving back.

I had been thinking about this question the whole way. After a moment, I shook my head.

“Hard to say.”

“Bloody Mary” is just a name. If a woman had died tragically here and happened to transform into something similar, it was entirely possible. And if that were the case, it would actually be easier to deal with.

But if it was the second possibility—if Bloody Mary was truly a Western entity that appeared here because Lucifer and the Ghost Kings formed an alliance, causing Eastern and Western underworlds to merge—then things would be far more troublesome. Behind it might be Lucifer or even the Ghost King. That would be much harder to handle than a single isolated spirit.

However, deep down, I actually hoped it was the latter. Because if that were true, it would mean we were one step closer to Tang Shanshan.

We analyzed the situation back and forth in the car without realizing it, and before long we had arrived downstairs at the office.

Without that strange landlord harassing and demanding rent, the office felt much emptier now. As I walked in, I couldn’t help but feel a bit unaccustomed.

Zhu Zhu was already waiting for us inside. The moment we entered, she rushed over to ask about the details.

I briefly explained what we had discovered today. She immediately said she wanted to help us research and prepare for the next steps.

We were indeed short-handed, and having more people would help. Since it was mostly research and analysis work without much danger, I agreed to let Zhu Zhu stay and assist.

We divided the work and quickly began collecting information on Bloody Mary, as well as local cases involving mirrors, female victims, and related news reports.

However, the legend of Bloody Mary was extremely messy. Among the materials we found, there were more than forty different versions of her identity.

Some said she was based on Mary I of England, the fifth queen of the Tudor dynasty.

Others said she was a wealthy woman who enjoyed brutally torturing beautiful maids and young village girls.

There were also versions involving a murdered bride, a French vampire, and many more.

In short, across different cultures, Bloody Mary legends varied widely. But they all shared two common points:

First, she was always female.

Second, she was always associated with the words “bloody” and “tragic death.”

I sighed and turned to ask Liu Xiaopeng and Zhu Zhu if they had found anything useful.

Liu Xiaopeng shook his head. “I checked the public police records and news archives from the past ten years. There were only two deaths in the city involving mirrors.”

“One was an accident at a construction site, where a worker installing a glass building facade fell, and the mirror glass cut his artery after the fall.”

“The other was a car accident. A car crashed into a truck carrying mirrors. A young boy died in the accident, and his body was almost completely slashed by the glass.”

“Do you think… Bloody Mary doesn’t necessarily have to be a woman? Maybe… it’s a child?” Zhu Zhu closed her notebook and said.

I frowned and considered the idea. It didn’t seem impossible. Maybe we had been assuming too much from the start. Zhu Zhu’s words actually opened up new possibilities for us.

I looked back at the pile of documents on the computer, trying to organize my thoughts, when my stomach growled uncomfortably. Just as I was thinking about making some instant noodles, my phone suddenly vibrated on the table.

I picked it up. It was an unknown number. After hesitating for a moment, I answered.

“Som… something’s happened!” a girl’s voice came through the phone. I paused, then remembered I had given my number earlier today to the deceased girl’s daughter, Sun Yuxin.

“What happened? Calm down and tell me slowly,” I said.

“My friend… something happened to her! She’s dead! It’s Bloody Mary—Bloody Mary came for her!” Sun Yuxin cried, her voice trembling violently.

“Where are you now? We’re coming right away!” I stood up from the sofa, exchanged a look with Liu Xiaopeng, grabbed the car keys, and headed out.

“I’m at my friend’s house,” she cried, giving us an address.

I told her to wait there, and immediately drove there with Liu Xiaopeng.

It was an old residential complex. A crowd had already gathered outside a unit building, all pointing and whispering.

Police cars and ambulances flashed their lights, casting an eerie glow over the night.

We pushed through the crowd and saw Sun Yuxin crouching in a corner, crying.

I immediately pulled her into the car. At that moment, several uniformed police officers and a forensic doctor in white coats came out of the building, carrying a stretcher.

The stretcher was covered with a white sheet, but it was still obvious that someone lay underneath it—the friend Sun Yuxin had just mentioned.

“What… what exactly happened?” I asked her in the car as she trembled uncontrollably.

She stared blankly at the body being loaded into the vehicle… and only after the police car left and most of the crowd dispersed did she finally come back to her senses.

Zhu Zhu, also a girl, seemed to empathize deeply. She gently took Sun Yuxin’s hand to comfort her.

“I was just talking to her on the phone…” Sun Yuxin finally said.

I told her to calm down first and explain everything in detail. She wiped her tears and began to describe what had happened.