That place wasn't hard to find, and after knocking on the wall with my hand for a while, I discovered that there was indeed a hollow space. I fetched a hammer and gave it a few heavy blows, and one of the bricks was knocked down, revealing a large dark hole behind the wall. A musty smell mixed with a foul odor rushed out, and the cool air sent shivers down my spine.

  Zhu Zihao found a flashlight, and I cleaned up the area that was roughly the size of the door, revealing a downward staircase without plastering, still using rough cement.

  He was still young at that time, and what happened here has long been forgotten. The three of us continued walking down, turned two corners, and finally reached the bottom. With flashlights in hand, we swept across, and wow, this place is truly a different world!

  There were over a dozen large trunks, the kind wrapped in iron sheets with nails on the outside. Piles of porcelain and bronze wares filled every corner. I opened one of the trunks, and the golden light reflecting from inside almost blinded me - it was full of gold, silver, and precious jewels. At this sight, not only was I stunned, but Cha Wenbin had a similar reaction. Zhu Zihao was already on the verge of going crazy, with two strings around his neck and several in his pockets, laughing loudly - this was like having fallen into a pie in the sky!

  No one would have thought that the basement of Zhu's mansion would hold such wealth, and he no longer had to worry about where tomorrow's lunch would land.

  He also didn't forget to put a few handfuls into my bosom, and said with a tremble: "Come on, come on, don't be polite, take it!"

  But thinking back to his grandfather's identity, the source of these things is probably not very clean either. But that's all history now, who cares? I also fell into madness, in this day and age, who doesn't love money?

  The wild revelry didn't last too long, the stench in the corner couldn't cover up the smell of wealth after all. That foul odor, like a dead rat, was easily discovered to be coming from: an especially large trunk with a seal still stuck on it.

  Open the box, and what's inside is nauseating. I almost forgot how I escaped from that basement. Three men are vomiting freely in the garden. I think even the most experienced forensic doctor would be like us.

  A heap of rotten flesh! To be exact, it was a pile of partially decayed and rotting body parts soaked in some unknown liquid. When I saw that the ear, which had long since lost its original appearance but still vaguely resembled a human ear, had a bubble floating on the crimson liquid mixed with copper green, I was shocked!

  I'm almost vomiting up all my bile, I said: "Call the police!"

  "Stop!" Zhu Zihao pressed down on my hand and said, "If we report this to the police, who can still explain the origin of the things inside? If things go wrong, I might not even have a share in this house."

  "What's your take on it?" I asked Zha Wenbin.

  Zha Wenbin said to Zhu Zihao: "If you want to keep that batch of things, you have to figure out what's going on. Otherwise, when the time comes, you'll be able to take the money but not spend it."

  "It's unnecessary, let's just find a place and bury it directly." Zhu Zihao still had some illusions, I said to him:

  "By the time you're dug up and found out, even jumping into Victoria Harbour won't be able to clear your name."

  It was later proven that there were four corpses in this huge trunk, all of whom were women! Moreover, without exception, the abdomens of these women were all bulging. The airtightness of the trunk was particularly good, so it has not completely rotted to this day, and they are neatly stacked in the coffin like pickled meat. Judging from the remaining clothes, the time of death of these women is already very long.

  The police in Hong Kong arrived very quickly, it was a big deal, and the whole of Hong Kong was shocked when four unidentified female bodies were found in the basement of a certain mansion. As for that batch of wealth, we had already moved it to the second floor before the police arrived, which belongs to private property, and the advantage of capitalist countries is that they absolutely protect and respect private property.

  Zhu Zihao is the only legitimate heir to this mansion. According to Hong Kong law, he was summoned for questioning, and I and Cha Wenbin as eyewitnesses were also taken to the police station together.

  After the statement was recorded, we three were sent back after paying a bail, but the authorities required us to be on call at any time. Before it is proven that we have no relation with those female corpses, we are not allowed to leave Hong Kong. Those female corpses were then sent to a funeral home of the authorities, where they will undergo autopsy by forensic doctors.

  "I suggest you cremate him immediately, otherwise there may be trouble." This was what Cha Wenbin said to a person in charge when he left the authorities. The other party was a British police officer, and his response was: "Don't let me find any evidence, or else you will also have trouble."

  The next morning, a fleet of police cars arrived and took Zhang Wenbin away.

  Zhu Zihao had used many connections and spent a lot of money, but all the news he got that day was empty. Nobody knew where the Chinese man was being held, but according to an insider he found, something big had happened at the Hong Kong police station the night before!

  On the third day, when I was at a loss, I was summoned by the police for questioning. The officer who interrogated me was an ethnic Chinese policeman. The ashtray in front of him was already filled with cigarette butts, his eyes were bloodshot, and his hair was disheveled. From across the table, I could smell that he hadn't showered for at least two days.

  "Mr. Xia, I've already received and reviewed all your information via fax from the mainland police. Can you tell me about your friend? What kind of person is he?"

  Before that, Zhu Zihao had found a lawyer for me. I also communicated with him briefly and said according to his instructions: "Normal people, similar in age to me, what I want to say is that we are all law-abiding citizens, we have not done anything illegal, if you don't have evidence please release him, according to the law, you can't detain him for more than 4 hours."

  "But the mainland can't find any information about him, how do you explain this?"

  Regarding Che Wenbin's identity information, I somewhat understand why it would be roughly the same. In fact, it's not that he didn't have any information, but rather that this second-class inspector's rank is still far from being sufficient: "We came to Hong Kong through legal procedures, if we didn't have his information, he wouldn't have passed."

  "He emphasized: 'Please cooperate! We've lost two people!' After saying this, his fists were clenched tightly, and he seemed to be on the verge of exploding."

  I spread out my hands and said, "Of course, I'm happy to cooperate, where is he?"

  "He said it was the work of ghosts and gods, how can I believe that?"

  "If you don't believe me, then why bother catching him? Just let him go then." I continued to say: "You don't believe it but can't explain what's going on either. You need me to prove the result for you, and I'm sure you still won't believe it, Officer. What if I told you he didn't cheat you?"

  "He scoffed: 'Absurd!'"

  "That's all, if there's anything else, you can find my lawyer." I gestured to a police officer beside me: "Now my lawyer wants to see my friend and take him away, where do we go for the formalities?"

  At this time, a middle-aged man's voice came from outside: "Your friend can't leave now." I turned my head and saw a fat guy wearing a gray suit and tie walking in. The police officer opposite me immediately stood up to salute but was interrupted by the man.

  "Do you want to see him? Please follow me."

  Under the lead of that person, I got on a car, which took me through the streets and alleys of Hong Kong, then to the foot of a mountain, where we drove for a long time on a winding mountain road. There was a three-story white building halfway up the mountain. Outside the door, there were people who looked like armed police officers standing guard. The car drove straight into the garage, and then I took the elevator to the second floor.

  There I met Cha Wenbin, who seemed to be all right, at least physically there was nothing unusual about him.

  "How did you get here?" He seemed very surprised at my visit.

  The man just now said on the side: "I invited him."

  "Thank you." Zhang Wenbin spoke politely to that person, then he said to me: "I'm fine, I just need to stay and help them with something."

  "What's wrong?"

  Cha Wenbin said: "The handling of those few corpses was very strange. The forensic doctor and his assistant who were responsible for the autopsy both died that night."

  "The authorities suspect it's a murder, but Mr. Cha says it's a paranormal event." The man handed me several photos and said, "I hope you can handle it."

  There are two men and one woman lying on the ground in that photo, as well as several of those small hospital boats. The scene appears to be set in a white room, with bloodstains everywhere, including splattered bloodstains on the walls and bed sheets.

  The second photo showed several small palm prints on the wall, about the size of a baby's. When I saw this thing, I felt inexplicably uncomfortable all over my body, and goosebumps suddenly appeared. I hastily threw away the photo and said, "You're police officers, do you still need to ask us about this?"

  "Don't be impatient, take a look at this." After that, the person inserted a video tape into the VCR. At first, the TV screen was filled with snowflakes, but after a short while, the scene from the room earlier appeared on the TV. Several doctor-like people walked in together, first opening the box, then several corpses were lifted onto the bed one by one.

  Next was the normal forensic work, after about five minutes, the TV screen suddenly flickered, like a signal interruption, and when the picture recovered normally, those doctors had fallen down.

  At this point, the screen had been paused and then rewound, replayed again until the signal was interrupted, and then paused once more. "Pay attention," he said, pointing to the bottom right corner of the TV screen, where a black figure appeared. The scene was played back in slow motion at four times the speed, making it seem like you could just make out a human figure, but only seemed that way.

  But what happened next left me speechless: the scene continued in slow motion, but it was still impossible to see what exactly had attacked those doctors. However, a few seconds later, a bloody handprint appeared on the wall... followed by a second one, and then a third one...

  All these handprints just appeared out of thin air...