Chapter 218. Fan Jialuo’s Psychic Abilities




If Lin Nianci’s psychic abilities brought Forensic doctor Zhou and the property manager surprise and shock, then Fan Jialuo’s psychic abilities directly overturned their worldview.

The two immediately jumped out to refute his words, their emotions running high.

Forensic doctor Zhou, opened his laptop, pulled up all the photos the police had sent him, and pointed at the screen, saying, “Tell me, how could such a clean elevator be the place where she was trapped to death? Look at this door, this wall, are there any bloodstains left by fingertips scratching?”

The property manager tugged at Forensic doctor Zhou, and shouted urgently, “This isn’t about whether the elevator is clean or not, or whether there’s blood on it. Didn’t the police take the elevator’s surveillance video back for review? If she really stayed in the elevator for four days and four nights, then who were the people going in and out of the elevator every day? Were they ghosts? What Mr. Fan is saying is utterly absurd!”

Sun Zhengqi was furious. Pointing at the female corpse on the screen, he said, “It’s absurd that a female corpse that’s been dead for a day or two could suddenly appear in a clean, high-speed elevator. If you don’t believe Teacher Fan, then you should explain to us how this female corpse came to be!”

“This, this…” The property manager was at a loss for words.

Forensic doctor Zhou rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

Fan Jialuo ignored the argument and kept his hand in front of the woman’s face, pondering, “Although she was alone in the elevator, there was a pair of eyes watching her, observing her every move, coldly watching her go from life to death, from the ecstasy of hope to the desolation of despair. This is not an accident, it is murder.”

Sun Zhengqi and Hu Wenwen gasped. If it was really as Teacher Fan described, how painful must Jiang Keke’s death have been? How deep was the hatred of the person who trapped and killed her? No wonder her expression was so ferocious and twisted even in death!

The two looked at the female corpse lying on the autopsy table, her facial muscles contorted into grotesque contortions, and couldn’t help but feel a chill run down their spines. The person who killed her was incredibly cruel, and their heart was terrifyingly cold! He watched Jiang Keke sink deeper and deeper into despair, yet remained unmoved. Was his heart made of stone?

Forensic doctor Zhou remained noncommittal about Fan Jialuo’s assessment, but the property manager was furious. Isn’t this clearly just slinging mud at our company? This simply won’t do. No, this case couldn’t be left to the police alone, they seem to be placing far too much stock in that minor celebrity’s story. If they actually end up pinning the blame on the company, how are we ever supposed to rent out our apartments in the future?

Thinking of this, the property manager quickly ran to help Lin Nianci up and whispered, “Master, I believe you. The person was definitely not killed in our apartment building. I’ll give you more money, you must help me find out the truth about this case!”

“Since we’ve accepted your commission, we’ll definitely see it through to the end.” Lin Nianci took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears and snot, and said in a hoarse voice, “I’d also like to go check out that elevator. I wonder if it’s convenient now?”

“Convenient, convenient, I’ll take you there right away.” The property manager couldn’t wait to leave the police behind and investigate the case. Their apartment building absolutely could not be associated with the murder, otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to rent out the apartments.

Meng Zhong immediately spoke up, “Teacher Fan, let’s go take a look at the place where the body was found.”

Fan Jialuo simply stood there, without replying, his lowered eyes fixed on the female corpse, as if engaging in a silent communication with her.

Forensic doctor Zhou was a very scientific person, and he felt uneasy about the judgment, so he couldn’t help but mutter, “No matter how many times you look at it, that place is definitely not the primary crime scene. How can someone who has no common sense or logical thinking solve a case!”

Fan Jialuo closed his eyes amidst his sarcasm and slowly chanted, “Om, Padme, Tare, Hum|Om, Padme, Tare, Hum|……” He repeated this seven times before lowering his voice and slowly uttering, “Om, Bhrum.”

For some reason, as he uttered each word in a low, deliberate voice, a gentle breeze stirred in the cold morgue. This breeze carried no foul odor, no chilling sensation, but rather a subtle warmth that felt pleasant against the face. At the same time, something even stranger happened, the woman’s corpse, her face contorted in agony and resentment, relaxed with each whispered word, returning to its original appearance.

Looking at it this way, she actually overlapped with the bright-smiling photo the police used to find her. She was already dead, but a sense of relief suddenly appeared between her furrowed brows, and her taut, downturned lips gradually relaxed and lifted inch by inch, revealing a relieved smile.

She died, yet seemed to come back to life in the young man’s chanting.

After the pleasant breeze dissipated, the female corpse placed on the autopsy table had changed drastically! This scene almost made Forensic doctor Zhou, who firmly believed in science, stare his eyes out, while the property manager stood frozen in place, dumbfounded.

Sun Zhengqi, unable to contain himself any longer, asked in astonishment, “Teacher Fan, what did you do to her? Why did she smile?”

“I performed a ritual for her soul liberation.” Fan Jialuo withdrew his hand and said calmly, “Let’s go, let’s go see the scene.”

“Oh, oh!” Sun Zhengqi nodded dumbly, but his heart was filled with inexplicable shock. So, Jiang Keke’s spirit, trapped in a desperate situation, had just found true release? That Lin Nianci, a supposedly orthodox Taoist, couldn’t even soothe the soul of the dead, only caring about her own tears. Compared to Teacher Fan, she seemed to lack not only strength but also a higher level of understanding. Indeed, there would never be another person like Teacher Fan in the world!

Thinking of this, Sun Zhengqi couldn’t help but show an expression of admiration.

Song Rui, who had been waiting beside Fan Jialuo, said gently, “Since everyone is not in a hurry, let’s offer a prayer for Miss Jiang Keke.” He closed his eyes first and silently recited scriptures in his heart. Before this, he found it hard to imagine that he, whose heart was full of darkness, would offer such a warm suggestion.

Meng Zhong, who had already reached the door, immediately returned and stood by the autopsy table to observe a moment of silence. The other police officers also consciously closed their eyes, sincerely praying for Jiang Keke’s soul.

Before each autopsy, Forensic doctor Zhou would stand before the body and perform the same ritual——a sign of respect for the deceased, yet one often ridiculed by his colleagues. Now, seeing everyone doing the same, his opinion of Fan Jialuo instantly improved. In any case, he was a man who held reverence for all forms of life, with such a compassionate heart, he certainly couldn’t be a bad person.

Forensic doctor Zhou, also joined the prayer. The property manager, who had been clamoring to leave, found his legs moving uncontrollably as he walked over, closed his eyes, and imitated the mantra that Fan Jialuo had repeatedly chanted, performing a ritual for the deceased. He didn’t know if it would work, or if it was too late, but his own heart, filled with fear and anxiety, was genuinely soothed.

Lin Nian’en and Lin Nianci, standing at the door, became the most awkward people. They did not want to associate with Fan Jialuo, but they also felt that not joining in at this time would make them seem narrow-minded and selfish.

The two people exchanged a glance, their faces both conveying the same question——to go or not to go? As they hesitated, the moment of silence ended, and everyone began to leave. Seeing the two people standing motionless at the door, their eyes clearly showed disdain.

They don’t even know how to respect and revere the souls of those who died unjustly, yet they call themselves the legitimate Taoist disciple!

Lin Nianci and Lin Nianen’s faces darkened visibly. They turned and walked away quickly, speaking in hushed tones only when they were far enough away from the group.

Lin Nianen, “I feel that Fan Jialuo’s method of performing rituals to help the deceased is very skillful. The mantra he recites is called the Amitabha Rebirth Heart Mantra, which is usually very ineffective and can only soothe the souls of those who die of natural causes, but it sounds very powerful when he recites it.”

Lin Nianci shook her head, “I don’t understand what he’s reciting. You’re much more knowledgeable, Shidi.”

Lin Nian’en waved his hand sheepishly, “No, I just studied Buddhism a bit out of boredom. Fan Jialuo is a little different from what I imagined.” He didn’t dare say exactly how. To be able to so easily elevate a wrongfully deceased person to a pure soul, the person chanting the mantra must also have a pure heart. Is Fan Jialuo really a bad person? He doesn’t seem like one at all.

Thinking of this, Lin Nian’en couldn’t help but doubt the legends left behind by the sect. However, when he recalled his aunt who died tragically and his grandmaster who was seriously injured, he quickly became determined to eliminate Fan Jialuo. Half an hour later, the group arrived at the rose gold apartment building, entered Block A, and walked to the elevator that was still sealed off.

“Masters, this is where the body was found.” The property manager said through the yellow warning tape.

The elevator, cordoned off by warning tape, was now open. A forensic technician was squatting inside, using a small brush to apply a fine black powder to the inner walls, buttons, and corners to collect fingerprints. This was a high-traffic area, so there were a lot of fingerprints, taking them back for individual analysis would be a massive undertaking.

Seeing the property manager and a man and a woman peeking out from outside the warning tape, the technician was about to shoo them away when Meng Zhong strode over. He quickly put down his brush and greeted him, “Director Meng, you’re here. Team Leader Zhuang is still visiting residents up there. Would you like to go and take a look? I’m still collecting fingerprints here, it’ll take at least an hour or two to finish.”

Meng Zhong waved his hand and said, “You do your work. I’ll bring Teacher Fan and Dr. Song to see the scene.”

“Then please be careful and stand to the left. The fingerprints on the left have already been taken, so it won’t be a problem. Of course, it would be best if you didn’t come in.” The technician gave a few instructions and then squatted down to continue working.

Meng Zhong nodded in agreement, then asked, “Teacher Fan, shall we go in and take a look?”

“No need.” Fan Jialuo and Song Rui each stood on one side, looking into the doorway.

Unable to contain his curiosity, Forensic doctor Zhou pointed to the clean and gleaming elevator and said, “Look, does this place look like the primary crime scene?”

The fingerprint technician chuckled and exclaimed, “This is definitely not the primary crime scene! Look, there are only fingerprints here, no signs of someone being trapped and killed. And look at those security cameras over there, they’re not just for show. If a grown person was trapped in the elevator, wouldn’t the security guards have seen it?”

The property manager quickly chimed in, “Yes, yes, our building has always had excellent security measures. If someone is trapped in the elevator, the alarm will definitely go off, and security guards will come to the rescue immediately. If you want to investigate this case thoroughly, you’ll definitely have to look for clues elsewhere. Don’t just keep wandering around this building, that’s a complete waste of time.”

In order to get the police away as soon as possible and restore peace to the building’s residents, the property manager racked his brain.

Unfortunately, Meng Zhong completely ignored him, and instead looked at Fan Jialuo and asked, “Teacher Fan, have you figured out the problem?”

Fan Jialuo held his palm in a daze, remaining silent.

Lin Nianci, not to be outdone, stretched out her hand and tried her best to sense it.

A minute passed, then two minutes passed…… As everyone gradually became uneasy, Lin Nianci, with her eyes tightly closed, shook her head and said, “No, this is not the place that traps Jiang Keke. I can’t feel the lingering fear and despair in her. Those are the two most intense negative emotions in humans, and they can linger in the air for a long time, even ten, twenty, or a hundred years. This is definitely not the place that imprisons her.”

The property manager clapped his hands and shouted, “I told you our building has nothing to do with this murder case!”

Meng Zhong gave Lin Nianci a deep look but remained silent. He was still waiting for Teacher Fan’s judgment.

Sun Zhengqi, Hu Wenwen, and the others stared intently at Teacher Fan, completely ignoring Lin Nianci’s words.

Their dismissive attitude angered Lin Nian’en, so he tugged at his senior sister’s sleeve and sneered, “Let’s go, there’s no point in talking to these fools.”

Lin Nianci shook her head and said, “No, I want to sense it again. Maybe I can help them find the place where Miss Jiang was held captive.”

Lin Nian’en glared at the police officers, silently cursing them for being ungrateful, but still nodded and said, “Fine, you’re just too kind. You know how it is to be kind and then taken advantage of?”

Lin Nianci smiled and shook her head, continuing to close her eyes and sense.

The forensic technician asked curiously, “What are you doing? Are you performing some kind of psychic ritual? Director Meng, the way the body appeared is indeed strange, but I can assure you, she definitely didn’t die here. You see…”

Before he could finish speaking, Fan Jialuo slowly said, “She died here——”

Technician:……

Meng Zhong immediately looked at Teacher Fan, hoping to get an answer from him. Sun Zhengqi, Hu Wenwen, and the others hurriedly took out their notebooks and pens from their pockets, ready to answer.

Fan Jialuo paused for a moment before saying, “——yet she did not die here.”

Technician:……

Meng Zhong:……

Sun Zhengqi and Hu Wenwen:……

This statement was so absurd that it caused Lin Nianci to break her connection, leaving her with a speechless expression.

Lin Nian’en burst out laughing, his face clearly displaying the word absurd.

The property manager, who had previously held some respect for Fan Jialuo, was now shaking his head repeatedly, inwardly cursing him as a charlatan. If he weren’t a charlatan, who would utter such ambiguous, illogical statements?

Only Song Rui pressed on with interest, asking, “What do you mean by that?”

Fan Jialuo walked to the center of the elevator entrance and said to the technician, “Could you please come out for a moment?”

For some reason, the technician obediently came out.

Fan Jialuo spread his arms and braced them against the elevator doors, continuously pouring his vast magnetic field into the narrow, cramped elevator shaft. In just a few seconds, the lights on the ceiling began to flicker, illuminating the surroundings in an alternating light and shadow, then, the white light turned into a ghostly green, creating a terrifying atmosphere in the elevator.

Upon seeing this, the technician who had been squatting in the elevator just moments before couldn’t help but show a look of fear and lingering dread. However, something even more frightening happened, the flickering, eerie green light stabilized and silently illuminated everything inside the elevator. But the once clean and bright interior walls of the elevator gradually became mottled and dim, like an ink painting falling onto a lake.

Wisps of black mist surged through the elevator, splattering like sulfuric acid and corroding the metal walls. On the rust, bloody scratches left by five fingers became visible, dense, crisscrossing, and shocking. Even a few were left on the ceiling. Bloody fragments were scattered on the floor, which upon closer inspection turned out to be complete fingernails.

From these traces, it’s not hard for everyone to imagine the terrible struggle that Jiang Keke went through when she was trapped here.

The elevator doors were open, so no one could see what was inside. But if they were to close, the inside of the doors would surely be covered in her bloodstains. She cried out to heaven, but heaven did not answer, she cried out to earth, but earth did not respond. The only voice that could give her a reply watched her walk toward death with expectation, even pleasure.

The appearance of this space was so inexplicable and bizarre that everyone lost the ability to speak.

Those who had just refused to believe Fan Jialuo were now staring dumbfounded at the blood-stained elevator, their minds blank with horror. Even Lin Nian’en and Lin Nianci, for all their worldliness, recoiled, their faces filled with terror.

Meng Zhong stared wide-eyed, frozen in place. Sun Zhengqi and Hu Wenwen dropped their pens to the ground with a clatter, completely forgetting to pick them up.

Song Rui looked around, sighed silently, and finally picked up the camera that the technician had placed aside. He walked behind Fan Jialuo, over his shoulder, and took a picture of the scene in the elevator.

Seeing his calm and composed demeanor, everyone slowly came to their senses.

Then Fan Jialuo slowly spoke, “Miss Jiang Keke was trapped and died in this folded space.”

Forensic doctor Zhou, a staunch believer in science, nearly collapsed to the ground. So folded space really does exist! How did it happen? And who did it? What kind of killer is someone who can create a space to trap and murder someone? And who is Fan Jialuo, capable of finding such a space?





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