"Look, look, I told you there's a ghost here!" Li Leyan shouted loudly, holding his girlfriend's hand and turning to leave.
The others followed suit, acting like they were about to run outside.
Yun Qiuce couldn't make up his mind and turned to look at Yun Qi.
Yun Qi quickly ran forward, stood on tiptoe, and looked up with a clear and sweet voice, "Strange, since it's said to have happened years ago, why are the blood handprints so fresh? And this blood handprint doesn't have any vicious energy, it doesn't seem like something a ghost would do."
Yun Qiuce clutched his chest and let out a long breath, "I knew it, blood handprints are just overused clichés in horror movies, no way the ghost here could be so uncreative."
Gao Feng and Li Leyan exchanged glances.
Li Leyan's girlfriend, Qiao Weiwei, leaned in and whispered, "Aren't they supposed to be investigative experts? Why do they seem more like frauds?"
