But the fat ghost still faced forward, rapidly approaching Wen Wen. Judging by its head-forward posture, it looked like it was about to smear its fatty strips all over Wen Wen.
This appearance was the source of his greatest resentment at the moment of death. After becoming a ghost, it had become even uglier. Wen Wen's disdain for its looks had touched a nerve.
"Damn it! Don't let its chubby appearance fool you, it's really fast when it runs!"
As a ghost, Qin Shuang should have been far more powerful than this ghost. However, Wen Wen was not familiar with the ghost physique, so he couldn't outrun this fat ghost.
He gritted his teeth, put down his handbag, lunged forward, and punched the fat ghost directly in the stomach.
The fat ghost looked at Wen Wen in bewilderment. What was he trying to do?
"Brother, you can only blame yourself for pursuing me relentlessly..."
Wen Wen activated the energy within the Disaster Gauntlet. A powerful suction emanated from it, tearing the fat ghost into pieces and drawing it into the gauntlet.
Only a glass bead-like object was left in Wen Wen's hand. It seemed to be the residue that the Disaster Gauntlet disdained to absorb.
Wen Wen wiped the Disaster Gauntlet with disdain. After absorbing such a ghost, he felt a bit disgusted.
Seeing the glass bead, the other nearby ghosts' eyes lit up, their dazed expressions filled with longing.
A few ghosts with clearer minds drifted towards Wen Wen. Their target was the glass bead.
"Give... that thing to me!"
A ghost with half its body a bloody mess stared at Wen Wen and spoke, its expression terrifying, as if it would tear Wen Wen to shreds if Wen Wen refused.
A normal person would likely have surrendered to such a threat, but Detective Wen was no normal person.
Wen Wen dangled the glass bead a few times. The ghosts' gazes followed the bead, confirming to Wen Wen that it was a valuable item.
And valuable items were meant to be kept for oneself.
"If you want this, then fine, but you have to tell me first why you attacked that family."
"Give... to me!"
The ghost disdained to answer Wen Wen's question and continued to demand it.
"It seems communication is impossible. Since you want it so badly, I'll give it to you!"
Wen Wen threw the glass bead. The ghost quickly caught it and was about to stuff it into its mouth, fearing that its companions would snatch it away.
But at the same time, Wen Wen's Disaster Gauntlet moved to its chest. A domineering suction erupted, tearing the half-bodied ghost into pieces.
"Now, I have two glass balls. Does anyone want to answer my question?"
Seeing Wen Wen kill a ghost with such ease, the surrounding ghosts not only showed no fear but became even more frenzied.
All of them, with狰狞 expressions, lunged at Wen Wen. The extra glass bead increased their temptation even further.
"Alas... I don't really like using force. My wish is for world peace..."
Wen Wen said he disliked using force, but his hands were busy knocking them down one by one. In about ten minutes, he had dealt with all the ghosts in this room!
Only one ghost, huddled in a corner and sporting a fearsome noble hairstyle, dared not approach, watching Wen Wen with terror.
Its eyes looked as if Wen Wen were a murderous demon and they, the innocent victims.
Originally, Wen Wen had not intended to use force. Because Qin Shuang was consistently weak and easily bullied, Wen Wen had thought the ghost physique would be weak in combat.
But to his surprise, the strength of Qin Shuang's ghost physique was actually greater than all the ghosts in this room combined!
These wandering souls, while appearing fierce, were not strong. Moreover, with the weakening effect of the yellow light, they couldn't even inflict damage on Wen Wen.
Although Wen Wen was also suppressed to a certain extent, his attacks did not rely on ghost abilities but on the Disaster Gauntlet, so he easily absorbed all the ghosts in the room.
Wen Wen stuffed all the glass balls into his briefcase and asked the trembling ghost:
"Tell me, what exactly happened here. Confess honestly."
"Can you give me one of those? Just one."
The noble-haired ghost asked meekly, as Wen Wen had promised a reward for answering questions before the fight began.
"No, get lost!"
"Can the current situation be compared to the previous one? If you don't confess, I'll turn you into a glass bead too."
Wen Wen widened his eyes, trying to intimidate the ghost.
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything."
The noble-haired ghost nodded vigorously, like a pecking chicken. In its mind, Wen Wen was now a ghost-slaying maniac.
Therefore, it was extremely cooperative...
...
After the noble-haired ghost had confessed everything it needed to, it bowed and retreated, disappearing from the room.
Only Wen Wen remained, lost in thought.
"Hmm... So that's what happened. Indeed, the entanglements between people and ghosts all have their reasons. What happens today is the result of yesterday's actions. It's not that retribution doesn't come, it's just that the time hasn't arrived..."
Wen Wen wasn't deeply moved. He just felt that saying this suited the current atmosphere.
After thinking for a moment, he switched to the vampire physique. Immense power surged through Wen Wen's body, causing him to let out a soft hum.
"Ahem, now is not the time for enjoyment, but for serious business."
He took out his phone and dialed.
Normally, places with so many ghosts would have their signals blocked. But thanks to that dog, the signal here was relatively clear.
Moreover, when calling as a ghost, there would be static on the phone, and speech would be unclear. This was an inherent characteristic of ghosts that Wen Wen couldn't change, which was why he used the vampire physique to make the call.
"Hello, Teacher Ding? Can you have your programmer help me investigate a case from twenty-five years ago..."
On the other end of the phone, Ding Mingguang, who was drinking goji berry water and watching a movie, almost choked on his drink.
"That's a programmer, not a monkey!"
"It's all the same, all the same. Please help me check the information first."
If time were not pressing, Wen Wen would have liked to engage in a deep discussion with Ding Mingguang on the topic of whether there was a difference between a monkey and an ape.
"Time, location, case type."
"The time was twenty-five years ago, April sixteenth. The incident location should be on the national highway near Shuangshan Town. There was a severe traffic accident there. Please check it for me."
After waiting for only ten seconds, Wen Wen's phone received several text messages containing the specific details of the case.
If Wen Wen had a fax machine, Ding Mingguang could have even sent all the crime scene photos.
Scrolling through the text messages, Wen Wen nodded.
"It seems that the noble-haired ghost didn't lie to me, so... what should I do next?"
Wen Wen's long, narrow eyes flashed with a sharp, icy glint!