Chapter 217. Lin Nianci’s Psychic Ability



TN:  1. Shushu= Uncle, 2. Ayi= Aunt


The results of the Forensic Division’s analysis of the relevant evidence, as well as the forensic doctor’s autopsy report on the body, both confirm that Dr. Song’s deduction was correct. During her final days, the woman was indeed trapped in a place devoid of food and water, where she perished——starved and parched——a slow, agonizing death.

But where exactly is that place? Did she accidentally fall into it, or was her freedom confined by someone? And why did her body suddenly appear in an elevator? These are the questions the police need to figure out.

Meng Zhong slapped his forehead and decisively said, “Teacher Fan, I’ll take you to see the body.”

Fan Jialuo nodded in agreement. Before the group had even left the office, Zhuang Zhen, who was in charge of interviewing the residents of the building, called, “Director Meng, we have confirmed the identity of the deceased. She was a resident of the building, named Jiang Keke, 28 years old, a French translator, single, and her parents lived in Beijing, but they rarely contacted each other. Whenever she translated a work, she would habitually isolate herself and turn off her cell phone signal, so her parents didn’t know that something had happened to her, and the editorial department knew nothing about it either. I just called her parents, and they should be going to identify the body. Remember to tell the forensic doctor Zhou.”

“Okay, I understand. We’re going to go see the body now.” Meng Zhong hung up the phone, glancing at Song Rui with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

“The deceased’s identity has been confirmed. Her name is Jiang Keke, and she lives in this building. If she was carrying this bag of sanitary napkins on her way home, then the elevator’s surveillance video should have captured her image. Xiao Li, you stay at the station and continue checking the surveillance footage from the past few days, focusing on the period three or four days ago, to see if she came back.” Meng Zhong instructed while putting on his coat.

Xiao Li quickly raised his hand to agree and wanted to sit in front of the computer, but Dr. Song still clung to that seat. Everyone else was preparing to leave, but his gaze remained fixed on the computer screen, as if he were puzzled by some problem.

“What did you discover?” Fan Jialuo asked in a low voice.

“I noticed something is off about her gaze.” Song Rui pointed to the deceased’s wide-open eyes, “If she was trapped to death, there shouldn’t be anyone else in the space that trapped her. But look at her eyes, they’re focused, they’re directed. I think she’s looking at someone or something.”

After observing carefully, Fan Jialuo confirmed, “Yes, her gaze is directed at something.”

“Could she be looking at the murderer?” Meng Zhong guessed, “Perhaps there was a small window in the place where she was trapped, through which she could see outside.”

“Probably. After seeing the body, I’d like to go see the elevator where it was found. Let’s do a reconstruction simulation experiment.” Song Rui instructed, “Prepare a complete set of her belongings and we’ll take them to the scene.”

Hu Wenwen immediately took the photos of the crime scene and went out to buy relevant items. The so-called reconstruction simulation experiment involves recreating all the evidence from the crime scene at a 1:1 scale and in the exact same arrangement, and then conducting various deductions. Investigators often gain a lot of inspiration during this process.

The group soon arrived at the morgue of a funeral home, where the forensic autopsy room was located.

Before they even approached, a cry of sobbing came from the slightly ajar door. A woman was calling Jiang Keke’s name inconsolably, while a hoarse male voice tried to comfort her, his own voice choked with sobs. It seemed Jiang Keke’s parents had arrived and confirmed the deceased’s identity.

Several people knocked on the door, then their expressions turned to surprise. Inside the autopsy room were not only forensic pathologist Zhou, his assistant, Father and Mother Jiang, and the property manager, but also a man and a woman dressed in Taoist robes. They were very young and strikingly good-looking, yet they seemed completely out of place in the room and among everyone else inside.

“Who are they?” Meng Zhong asked, puzzled.

Song Rui and Fan Jialuo wore ambiguous smiles. Coincidentally, these two were Lin Nian’en and Lin Nianci, whom they had just fought before.

The property manager quickly stepped forward to explain, “Director Meng, this is the master I invited. This case is too bizarre, and it’s already spread among the residents, causing a huge negative impact on our company. Now everyone says our apartment building is haunted, and no one dares to live here anymore. Many people are clamoring to terminate their leases.”

The property manager wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and spread his hands, saying, “We had no other choice but to ask two masters to exorcise the evil spirits. To exorcise them, we need to find out where the evil spirits are. The masters said they wanted to come and see the deceased, so I brought them here.”

The property manager lowered his voice and said, “These two masters were recommended by the Taoist Association. They are orthodox Taoist disciples and are very skilled. You can also consult them, it might help in solving the case.” He gave two thumbs up, highly praising Lin Nian’en and Lin Nianci.

Meng Zhong shook his head and said, “No need, our police advisors are the experts in this field. Thank you for your kindness.”

The property manager glanced through the crowd and spotted the serene and exceptionally elegant Fan Jialuo, immediately understanding. So even police officers seek help from psychics! He wondered who was more powerful, this person or the two masters from the Taoist Association. Probably the masters, especially the female master. She rattled off his entire lineage, recounting all his ancestors and revealing the major events and turning points in his life——her abilities were simply phenomenal! It was only because the people in the Taoist Association were so low-key and didn’t like the limelight that this little star became such a sensation.

Thinking of this, the property manager looked at Fan Jialuo with contempt, but turned back and smiled obsequiously at Lin Nianci.

Fan Jialuo didn’t care about other people’s opinions at all, and treated Lin Nianci and Lin Nian’en as nothing. He simply walked straight to the autopsy table and silently looked at the deceased.

Lin Nianci immediately pursed her lips and followed, her eyes burning with a flame of hatred and resentment.

After crying, Mother Jiang forced herself to ask, “Doctor, how exactly did my daughter die?”

Before the forensic doctor Zhou could answer, his assistant thoughtfully stepped in and took over the responsibility, “Shushu, Ayi, let me take you out for a hot drink to calm down, and then I’ll tell you what exactly happened to Miss Jiang. How does that sound?”

The autopsy room was cold and smelly, and their daughter’s lifeless face was right in front of them, which was extremely distressing for Father and Mother Jiang. They were already too weak to stand and obediently allowed the assistant to help them out of the autopsy room, leaving the space to Meng Zhong and the others who had come to investigate the case.

“Why aren’t you leaving?” Forensic doctor Zhou pointed to the property manager and the two Taoist priests.

“I can sense exactly what happened to her,” Lin Nianci said, glancing at Fan Jialuo before speaking first.

“We’re handling a case here, please leave if you’re not authorized.” Forensic doctor Zhou was too lazy to listen to these people’s superstitious talk.

Lin Nianci seemed oblivious to his order to leave, placing her hands above the corpse and beginning to sense it with her eyes closed.

Forensic doctor Zhou, was about to step forward to pull her away, but was stopped by the property manager, who kept assuring him, “Dr. Zhou, please wait a moment before chasing her away. Let’s hear what the master has to say first. She is really amazing, you can trust me!”

While the two were struggling, Lin Nianci had already walked half a circle around the autopsy table, her hands hovering in front of the female corpse’s face. She slowly said, “She was trapped in a place, very narrow and dark, with no food or water, nothing at all. She was calling for help, and a voice answered her, making her ecstatic. But soon, the voice disappeared, and she was plunged back into darkness and loneliness. She spent the first day in deep fear, constantly groping around, trying to find a way out. Her hands were covered in wounds from frantic scratching, her nails peeling off and falling away, her fingertips bloody and mangled, revealing the white bone. But there was no way out of this place, so all her attempts were in vain.”

The body was covered with a white sheet, revealing only the face. Apart from Forensic doctor Zhou and his assistant, no one knew the exact results of the autopsy. But the beautiful woman in the Taoist robe had indeed revealed part of the truth.

As she narrated, Forensic doctor, Zhou, who had initially been determined to expel her, stopped and stood frozen in place. The property manager, seeing his astonished expression, couldn’t help but gleam with smug satisfaction. He had long known that Lin Nianci could impress these people, she was a truly skilled master!

When Lin Nianci walked around and returned to Fan Jialuo’s side, he actually took two steps back to make way for her.

As Lin Nianci slowly circled, she recounted, “She collapsed from exhaustion. After the pain in her fingertips subsided, she experienced another, even more terrifying feeling.” Her hand, which had been hovering above the corpse, began to tremble, “It was thirst and hunger!”

Forensic doctor Zhou, touched his chin and murmured almost inaudibly, “Interesting.”

The property manager cleared his throat, his face full of pride.

Lin Nianci’s sweet voice suddenly became hoarse, “She was in great pain. Hunger and thirst were tormenting her, plunging her into deeper fear and despair. She began rummaging through her bag, trying to find food and water, then dumped all her belongings on the ground and frantically fiddled with them. But no matter how she searched, food and water wouldn’t magically appear. She was starving, so she ate her lipstick and tried to bite into a packet of yellow stuff.”

When she recounted this, not only was Forensic doctor Zhou greatly shocked, but even Meng Zhong, who had seen many extraordinary people and events, couldn’t help but take a second look. This woman’s abilities were actually comparable to Teacher Fan’s!

The property manager secretly glanced at the autopsy report held by forensic doctor Zhou and discovered that the cause of death was indeed listed as kidney failure due to dehydration. Master Lin Nianci is too amazing!

Lin Nianci once again held her hands in front of the deceased’s face, her voice becoming extremely weak, “That yellow thing wasn’t food. She took two bites and then gave up, starting to cry helplessly. Her tears fell into her mouth, and suddenly, it sparked an idea in her mind. She……”

Lin Nianci paused for a long time before saying, “……She drank her own urine. She tried to save herself, but her consciousness became increasingly blurred. Before she knew it, the second day had passed, and she remained trapped in despair. On the third day, she could no longer stand up, and her vision blurred intermittently. Suddenly, a voice rang out in the narrow space, awakening her. The hope of being rescued made her struggle to wake up and look at the person who had spoken to her. She called out to him again and again, ‘Save me.'”

Lin Nianci shook her head, her voice choked with sobs, “She kept crying out for help, but that person never spoke to her again, nor did he offer her any assistance. On the fourth day, she fell into a coma with those words ‘save me’ still in her mouth, and slowly died in her coma.”

As the last word faded, Lin Nianci collapsed to the ground, unable to hold on any longer, clutching her knees tightly and letting out a suppressed sob. The process of spiritual communication is also a process of empathy, the feelings of the deceased are truthfully conveyed to the spiritualist, and the pain they endured lingers in the spiritualist’s heart for a long time.

A person who lacks a strong will cannot become a medium. This magical ability is a double-edged sword, sometimes it is invincible, and sometimes it can harm others or oneself.

Lin Nian’en quickly took off his coat and wrapped it around his senior sister, comforting her incessantly.

Forensic doctor Zhou, glanced at the woman who was crying and trembling, then at the autopsy report in his hand. His expression was a mixture of surprise and fervor.

“Director Meng, take a look at the report. The situation is basically as she described.” Forensic doctor Zhou handed the autopsy report to Meng Zhong, then lifted the white sheet, held up one of the deceased’s hands, and explained, “Her fingertips were all scratched raw, and her nails were torn off. If you found the crime scene, you should have seen the bloodstains she left by scratching the wall. Her stomach was empty, containing only some lipstick residue. Dehydration caused organ damage, ultimately leading to death from kidney failure. I can confirm——”

After glancing at Lin Nianci, Forensic doctor Zhou continued, “Just as this young lady said, the deceased was likely trapped somewhere without food or water. If someone really spoke to her there, then this case is not an accident, but murder. Of course, you’ll have to find the relevant evidence yourself, I’m just making a reasonable judgment based on the autopsy.”

While listening to Forensic doctor Zhou speak, Meng Zhong quickly flipped through the autopsy report, and then passed the report down.

Sun Zhengqi asked in confusion, “Then where exactly was she trapped?”

Lin Nianci raised her head and said weakly, “That place was shrouded in a black mist, so I couldn’t see clearly. I only know that the space was very narrow, about the size of an elevator. Some force blocked my detection, but I’m certain that she was murdered! I sensed the malice of the person who spoke to her! It was a very, very deep malice!”

As she said this, she hugged herself even tighter, and the color drained from her face, which had been flushed from crying.

“Was someone in that room?” Meng Zhong also believed Lin Nianci’s words and began to ask.

“Yes, someone was there, and they were watching her the whole time. As she struggled to survive, that person’s malice intensified. He was with her the entire time,” Lin Nianci said with certainty.

Meng Zhong closed the autopsy report, feeling a chill run down his spine and up to his scalp. This method of murder was too cruel, what difference was there between it and being buried alive? What kind of deep-seated hatred could drive the killer to do such a thing?

The property manager noticed the police’s sudden change in attitude and said smugly, “I told you long ago that Master Lin Nianci was very powerful!”

“No, she’s wrong. There’s no one else there, only this Miss Jiang.” Fan Jialuo, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up, denying Lin Nianci’s words. Then he reached out and slowly moved his hand up along the bloody, mangled fingertips of the deceased.

Meng Zhong and the others immediately looked at him intently. Compared to a Taoist priest of unknown origin, they naturally trusted Teacher Fan’s judgment more.

Fan Jialuo’s hand finally hovered in front of the deceased’s face. His tone was calm, but his words were earth-shattering, “She was alone, trapped to death in that elevator. Yes, the very place where you found the body. Her screams, her cries for help, her struggles——all took place there, nowhere else. She stayed in that elevator for four days and four nights, without ever leaving.”

Meng Zhong and others: !!!

The property manager and Forensic doctor Zhou shouted in unison, “This is absolutely impossible!”





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