Seeing an arm in a red wedding dress reaching out from the mirror, Huang Po and I exchanged a glance, and we both saw the horror in each other's eyes.
Sure enough, just as we had speculated before, this female ghost in the red wedding dress could freely enter and exit the mirror.
The people watching the surveillance video also noticed the arm suddenly reaching out from the mirror, and someone couldn't help letting out a scream.
The next moment, the picture on the surveillance video began to shake violently, as if it was under severe electromagnetic interference.
Then, the shaking of the surveillance video became so intense that the picture almost turned into a thin line, and it was impossible to make out the content.
"What's going on?" asked the criminal policeman.
The technician in charge of playing the surveillance video immediately replied, "There's an issue with the surveillance video itself. It was interfered with by a strong magnetic field, and the original video has been damaged."
"Can you restore the picture?"
The technician shook his head. "There's no way to fix it. The original video was damaged because the camera was interfered with by the signal. There's nothing we can do."
The criminal policeman turned to look at me with a complicated expression.
I knew what was on his mind and could only give a bitter smile. I didn't want this to happen either.
The surveillance video kept playing. After a while, the picture that had turned into a line started shaking again and returned to normal.
By then, the girl named Tangtang had hanged herself on the horizontal beam of the bathroom door. The only thing visible was a leg in a red wedding dress belonging to a woman, slowly disappearing into the glass mirror.
The room fell deadly silent, and the air seemed to freeze. Someone finally gasped in horror only after the embroidered shoes of the female ghost in the red wedding dress disappeared into the mirror.
The criminal policeman frowned tightly and directed the technician to rewind the video several times. They slowed it down and magnified the picture, but all they could see was that the female ghost in the red wedding dress entered and exited through the mirror.
After leaving the bar owner's small office, the criminal policeman took the technician back to the bathroom and carefully examined the glass mirror there.
The result of the examination was that there was a real wall behind the glass mirror, with no secret passages or mechanisms, and it was impossible to penetrate the mirror physically.
The only unusual thing was a small patch of black oil ash on the glass mirror. It was so faint that it wouldn't be noticed without a careful inspection.
After confirming these things, the criminal policeman looked at me with a complicated expression. After being silent for a while, he finally said, "Let's go. Let's have a chat at the criminal police team."
Afraid that I might be worried, he added specially, "Don't worry. The surveillance video can prove your innocence. We just want you to go there to provide some information."
What he didn't know was that I was actually looking forward to being questioned at the criminal police team.
I was now certain that the female ghost in the red wedding dress was the same as the female corpse that had escaped from the incinerator, and the black oil ash left on the glass mirror was the proof.
This creature had been after me. I had once had a wedding - ceremony with her in my dream. She must be after my life and turn me into a ghost to accompany her.
The reason she hadn't really killed me yet might be that her power wasn't strong enough, or she was playing a cat - and - mouse game, deliberately teasing me.
I think there's a good chance she's just teasing me. After all, she can easily kill a witch and the statue the witch worships. There's no reason she can't handle me, an ordinary guy with no special abilities.
Right now, all I can do is run around. I really have no way to deal with her.
The only thing I can count on now is that those folk legends I've heard are true.
For example, places with many people have strong yang energy, and ghosts don't dare to appear easily. Places like public security, procuratorate can suppress evil spirits.
Since there's been a murder at the bar, it definitely won't open tonight. If I stay here or go back to Huang Po's place to sleep, I'm afraid I'll never wake up.
Now the criminal policeman said he'd take me back to ask some questions related to the case. I'm really overjoyed. At least, I'll be safe there.
When I came to the criminal police team again, a criminal policeman immediately recognized me. He couldn't help saying to the criminal policeman:
"What did this kid do? Why do I keep seeing him these days? Is he a habitual offender? I'm really good at dealing with habitual offenders. How about I help you."
Good grief! I've been mistaken for a sneaky, habitual criminal.
"No, he's fine. I just want to ask him some questions related to the case." The criminal policeman explained with a smile.
When I sat down in the interrogation room again, I actually felt a sense of déjà vu. I couldn't help letting out a long sigh and blurted out, "Finally, I can feel at ease."
"Feel at ease?" The criminal policeman looked skeptical.
I sighed helplessly and told him what had happened today and my speculation with Huang Po.
After listening, the criminal policeman frowned and said, "I think your analysis is illogical. It wasn't the popularity of the bar that protected you from the other side."
"Really?" I was a bit skeptical.
"Don't forget, Yang Lulu died in the bathroom of the bar during a power outage. Although there was a power outage, the number of people in the bar didn't decrease. If the other side could enter the bar to commit the crime, it definitely wasn't blocked by the popularity."
I realized: Yeah! The bar just had a power outage, and the number of people didn't change. Since the female corpse could enter the bathroom to kill someone, it means popularity can't stop it at all.
"This... this..." I was so scared that I could hardly speak.
"Putting aside all those messy things and reasoning logically, I also think the other side might be playing with you or have other purposes that you haven't noticed." The criminal policeman said seriously.
"What other purpose could there be? I'm just a nobody. What could the other side want from me? My life?" I instinctively denied.
"If there weren't other purposes, the other side's actions wouldn't make sense. The other side can pass through mirrors at will and can easily kill a witch and the statue she worships."
Having said that, the criminal policeman took a sip of tea and continued, "Do you really think you've survived all this time just because of those folk - legend methods?"
The hairs on my back stood on end. I was just too caught up in the situation and lacked the logical thinking of a professional criminal policeman, so I overlooked this logical fact.
But what on earth could the other side's purpose be?
In the dream, the other party and I had already completed the wedding - ceremony. In the dream, I also heard them say that I have a special destiny. All they want is my destiny, but they can only get it when I'm dead.
Now, the other party has been chasing me relentlessly but doesn't really kill me. What on earth do they want?
"Uncle criminal policeman, can you help me figure out what the other party's real purpose is?"
The criminal policeman almost spat out his tea and choked, coughing non - stop. After he stopped coughing, he said, "Don't call me uncle. I'm not much older than you."
"Ah?!"
"You'll understand after working overtime for a few years." The criminal policeman said irritably and then continued, "There aren't detailed enough clues yet, so I can't judge the other party's real purpose."
Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open. "Something's wrong. The guy named Huang Po just suddenly collapsed and died."
"What?!"