On Alpha Street, a translucent figure floated into an ordinary house.
The door was closed tightly, and it was almost afternoon time when every household was preparing to cook or eat, and the couple in this house were no exception. But they were sitting at the dining table in an empty corner. The male host sighed deeply,
Your class teacher's eyes are slightly red.
Michelle naturally landed in the empty seat, staring blankly at the opposite side of the dining table and talking to herself.
(The interview has been postponed to tomorrow. I will go there tomorrow morning.)
(It’s okay, the classmates are already familiar with it, and I told the professor and he agreed to let me work part-time.)
(Well...it's pretty good. My classmates are very nice to me.)
(No, my classmates are very nice, they didn’t... bully me. Hmm...)
…
In front of the desk, Lu Li leaned into the boss's chair. Behind the desk, Oliver's cousin sat upright.
"My name is Joanna. My cousin wanted me to take over his job, but he didn't say anything. He only told me that I could see everything I wanted to see here." Joanna spoke straightforwardly and quickly told the entire process.
"We are no longer recruiting people," Lu Li replied. The detective agency was not suitable for recruiting irrelevant people, even if it was Oliver's cousin, and he was still thinking about who the previous interviewer was.
"Is that so..." Joanna frowned and took off her mask.
A sweet face appeared, dotted with a few freckles.
"We need it now." Lu Li changed his words temporarily.
A look of disdain that seemed familiar to him came from beside him.
Joanna showed a sweet smile: "You are a very real detective, I like it. But frankly speaking, I always feel that my brother is lying to me, just like he always does..."
The bitter consequences that Oliver left behind undoubtedly cost Lu Li a lot of words to explain.
"So?" Lu Li put his elbow on the armrest and gently pressed his chin, and softly uttered two words.
"Can you prove it?" Joanna was a little excited, and then added: "Just once."
Lu Li tilted his head slightly and looked into the air with his dark eyes.
He can't see Anna, but it doesn't prevent him from communicating with Anna.
Anna understood, and the next moment, everything on the desk floated up.
"This is your power!?" Joanna's eyes showed a hint of excitement.
As the words fell, the floating debris fell down and covered the table.
A pen fell off the table and rolled to his feet.
"Obviously not." Lu Li frowned and said in a low tone, "I'll sort it out later."
"Oh——" Anna pursed her lips.
Looking away, Lu Li noticed that the face of the girl across the table was full of excitement and curiosity.
"What are you talking to!?" she asked urgently.
"It's just what you think."
Joanna put her hands on the table and leaned forward: "Can you let me see you!"
Lu Li raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you sure you want to see a ghost?"
"Yeah!" Joanna nodded heavily.
Lu Li leaned into the boss's chair, tilted his head and said, "Do you want to come out?"
"OK!"
There was a crisp sound beside him, and Anna slowly appeared as a ghost next to Lu Li.
Joanna blinked, and then she saw an illusory silhouette next to Lu Li.
"This is..." There was no fear or fear in Joanna's eyes, only the excitement of seeing the person she longed for. She even raised her hand to touch Anna.
"Well..." Anna, who was still very timid, retreated behind Lu Li.
"So when can I join the job?" Joanna asked hurriedly.
"Have you decided?"
"Um!"
Lu Li thought for a moment and shook his head slightly: "An impulsive performance does not represent a person's long-term state - in order to confirm that you are qualified for this job, you must first prove that you are still willing to accept it after calm thought."
"How long do I have to wait?"
"Well...three days later."
Lu Li roughly named a number and rested for three days before starting work. If Joanna still insisted by then, she would leave this girl who had some obsession with incredible phenomena.
The detective agency became quiet with the departure of Oliver's cousin.
"There won't be any more interviews, right?" Anna looked at the door curiously.
"Probably not." Lu Li stood up.
"Where are you going?"
Lu Li picked up the windbreaker on the hanger and put it on. He turned around and said, "Buy a newspaper and see if anything happened today that we don't know about."
Ten minutes later, Lu Li returned to the detective agency, clutching a copy of today's newspaper that still smelled of ink.
Under Anna's curious gaze, Lu Li returned to the desk and sat down, handing over the newspaper: "On page four."
"Is it really true?" Anna took the newspaper, turned to the last page of the newspaper, and carefully and slowly read out the title: "Student of Prince's Academy committed suicide last night..."
"She's dead!?" Anna exclaimed.
Lu Li rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Yes. She is a ghost, that is, Missulia in my story."
"How is that possible! If it's a ghost, why can't I feel it?"
"Are you asking me?" Lu Li glanced with dark eyes.
"Well..." Anna, who felt stupid, covered her mouth and continued to look.
The story was written in the newspaper. Michelle Leah was a noble child. She bullied her classmates in school, let gangsters bully female classmates, hung out with local gangs, had abortions, and trafficked people...
"Why is this person like this? He looks so beautiful but is actually a bad person!" Anna shouted angrily. "Will she come tomorrow?"
"Maybe."
"Then let's deal with this ghost."
"Is it……"
Lu Li did not respond and looked out the window thoughtfully.
…
Early the next morning, the residents of Alfa Street saw a rare excitement.
"Hello, I am a reporter from the Daily News. May I ask what you think of the female classmates who are bullied by your daughter?"
"Are the rumors among the students true? For example, she spilled urine on her roommate's bed and violated school rules. Do you know this?"
In front of a residential building, the door was bustling with people. There were residents and pedestrians watching the excitement, as well as reporters trying to squeeze in.
Even the gloomy sky and continuous drizzle couldn't stop the din.
"The victimized girls are still receiving psychological treatment. Do you have anything to say to those who were bullied by your daughters?"
"There are rumors that Misseliya's father is a municipal official, so he causes trouble everywhere in school. Is this true?"
The reporters were still asking questions loudly.
"No! My daughter was killed by a group of students who were bitches! It's all a lie!" At this time, Misseliya's father was blocking the door, with his calloused palms and dark arms that had been exposed to the sun for a long time.
Fight the press crowd.
As the noise reached the house, the mother hid in her daughter's bedroom, crying as she recalled her past voice.
The girl in a nearly transparent white dress floated above the bed. Her once delicate face was pale and stiff, and her once clear and bright eyes were blocked by a gray mist.
