Chapter 157: Midnight Wife’s Specter Revealed

Chapter 157 – Midnight Wife’s Specter Revealed

Xiao Yu stepped out of his house and got into a police car.

“Boss, the deceased Jia Yanli’s husband reported an hour ago that he saw his… wife!”

Guo Qiang maintained a stern expression as he drove, briefing Xiao Yu in the front seat.

“Uh-huh,”

Xiao Yu’s face remained calm, showing no hint of surprise.

Just as he had suspected.

Grave robbing was clearly done with ulterior motives.

With bodies not stored in a dedicated place, preservation couldn’t last long.

Yet Xiao Yu hadn’t expected events to escalate so suddenly.

A body stolen just yesterday, and now the crime was unfolding the very next day?

But using the stolen corpse to scare the deceased’s husband?

His thoughts whirled, and a clear line of reasoning began to form as he recalled the investigation at the police station.

The deceased’s brother had persistently claimed that his sister had been killed by her husband.

Could it be that the brother himself had stolen the body?

A cold glint flashed in his eyes as Xiao Yu shook his head.

It seemed highly unlikely.

Such a scenario was too easy to deduce, making it almost impossible to actually occur.

Mulling it over, Xiao Yu decided to abandon further analysis.

The police car sped along the road and, after about twenty minutes, pulled up at a residential complex.

Criminal Police officers Li Xin and Liu Hongqiao from the Criminal Investigation Team had long arrived, waiting for Xiao Yu and Guo Qiang.

“Boss!”

Li Xin and Liu Hongqiao greeted them.

“Let’s go,”

Xiao Yu nodded and led the way into the complex, with the three officers following closely behind.

The deceased’s husband now had an uncommon name.

A compound surname: Che Feiting.

At 36, he hailed from another province and had come to Bincheng sixteen years ago for work…

At 25, he met his wife Jia Yanli, and at 27 they registered their marriage.

His wife was two years older, which was normal enough.

Back then, Jia Yanli wasn’t as wealthy as she is now; they were just starting out.

It was their joint effort as a couple that had built their fortune.

According to the police investigation, Che Feiting mostly kept out of his company’s affairs, acting as a supportive partner.

On ordinary days, aside from roaming around the company and checking on his wife, he enjoyed various entertainment activities.

Such as playing billiards, bowling, and even joining an old friends’ soccer club as a defender.

Socially, there was nothing out of the ordinary…

Standing in front of an apartment building, Xiao Yu reviewed the details Guo Qiang had reported.

He furrowed his brow, unable to discern anything definitive yet.

Xiao Yu arrived at the doorstep of Che Feiting and the deceased Jia Yanli’s home; the door was ajar.

A middle-aged man sat at the doorway, his face ashen as he rapidly smoked, still visibly shaken.

Two police officers stood beside him.

After explaining the report in full, the officers left as per protocol.

That was the rule.

If a case wasn’t under your jurisdiction, you weren’t allowed to interfere.

The patrol handled one job, and the Criminal Police had their own responsibilities.

Though all were police, their duties could differ greatly.

“Hello, we’re with the Criminal Investigation Team,”

Xiao Yu’s eyes fixed on Che Feiting as he gently frowned, “Could you stand up to talk?”

Something wasn’t right.

After all, she was his wife.

They had met at 25, fallen in love, married at 27, and shared nine years of marriage.

Eleven years of emotions—if that was truly the moment his wife’s specter appeared…

Why would you be so terrified?

If it were you or your sister encountering a spirit, wouldn’t you be unafraid?

No, not only unafraid,

you’d likely follow it happily, right?

Of course, as people differ!

Xiao Yu studied Che Feiting’s face intently.

At 36, now in his middle age, he still possessed a certain rugged charm.

There was also an unmistakable air of mature masculinity about him.

Such a demeanor easily attracted younger women.

Yet now his face was etched with sheer terror.

His facial muscles twitched intermittently, and his eyes were panic-stricken.

It was a clear sign of being severely frightened!

Frightened by the specter of his own wife?

A strange light appeared in Xiao Yu’s eyes as he watched Che Feiting rise to speak, “Could you describe exactly what happened?”

“Alright,”

the ashen Che Feiting nodded, “During the day I got a call from the police about my wife’s disappearance… I even went to the Morgue, and then I returned home at night…”

Listening to his account, Xiao Yu’s expression remained unchanged, yet doubt stirred within him.

His calm, collected responses, showing no anger over the missing body—it was almost unnerving.

After all, this was the person he had shared his life with, even closer than family.

Would any normal man be so composed upon learning his wife’s body was missing?

Intriguing!

“Just a moment ago…”

Che Feiting’s face paled further, his terror barely concealed, “I—I heard a strange noise from the bedroom window. I got up, pulled open the curtains… and I saw my wife!”

“What?” Xiao Yu was momentarily stunned.

Isn’t this the fifth floor?

You saw your wife outside the bedroom window?

“She was drifting by the window, staring at me intensely.”

Che Feiting’s body trembled as he continued, “Her eyes were a ghastly gray-white. It was terrifying!”

Gray-white?

Xiao Yu’s scalp tingled instantly as he drew a deep breath.

Yes, eyes like that are what a deceased person should have.

However, the female corpse that security guard Miao Jiancheng saw had decidedly off eyes.

Before 930 could ask further questions,

Xiao Yu stepped into the bedroom and looked at the open window curtain.

“Fifth floor? How could that be?”

Could the body have floated up by itself? Could it fly?

A cold smirk curved his lips as Xiao Yu opened the window and leaned out to inspect outside.

There was nothing unusual above or below.

It was nearly impossible to hoist a body upward from below.

If it had come from above…

Xiao Yu withdrew and gestured to Guo Qiang and the others.

The three veteran detectives immediately understood and started checking the upper floors.

In the lobby.

Xiao Yu smiled as he eyed Che Feiting slouched on the sofa, “Before your wife passed, how was your relationship?”

“Relationship?”

Che Feiting hesitated, then shook his head, “We really weren’t close. As our business grew, she became increasingly domineering. A few years ago we even started sleeping in separate rooms. Not long ago, we were even considering… divorce!”

Just as suspected… Xiao Yu squinted.

No wonder you were so unruffled hearing about your missing wife’s body—no anger, just calm.

In the next moment, Xiao Yu looked at Che Feiting’s neck and curled his lip.

There, on his neck, was a small red mark.

Something commonly known as a hickey!