"Nightmare, get back to work..."
Wu Liang used the [Deep Dream Realm] to forcefully pull Li Xiyue into a dream.
But this time, in her dream, he saw something strange—
In Li Xiyue’s memories, she and her husband Zhang Hang met at a high-class banquet and instantly hit it off.
After a year of dating, they quickly entered the halls of marriage.
Zhang Hang was the dean of the best private hospital in Chengyang City—"Anping Hospital".
High-profile figures in the city would often go to his hospital for check-ups and the like.
With this background, he easily got a spot to move into this neighborhood, and buying a 30 million house was a breeze, Zhang Hang didn’t even blink. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novｅlfire.net
But due to his long-term impotence, their marital life wasn’t very fulfilling.
Until recently, Li Xiyue discovered that after Zhang Hang returned from a neighboring visit, he mysteriously set up an altar in the bedroom, which he diligently worshiped before leaving home each day.
From then on, he grew more and more vigorous, with little difference from the story she told Wu Liang.
"Something’s wrong, the Monkey Claw never appeared in Li Xiyue’s memories, how did she wish to harm Chen Lili?"
Wu Liang frowned, noticing something was amiss.
"The most crucial thing is that Li Xiyue said her husband worshiped something invisible, but the clay pot on this altar is so obvious, is she blind?"
All the clues so far are scattered and chaotic, and Zhang Hang’s identity remains mysterious.
Wait a minute... identity...
Suddenly Wu Liang slapped his forehead, smiling self-deprecatingly at his slowness.
Because he always used the Ghost Compendium to check the characteristics and weaknesses of Fierce Ghosts, he never thought investigating a living person’s identity would be so difficult, and he didn’t remember his other identity!
I am, after all, an official 007 now!
With this thought, Wu Liang took out his phone and called the official information data tech room.
"Hello, could you help me pull up the life information of Dean Zhang Hang from Anping Hospital, especially about his lover and marital status."
"Investigation authorization—Dragon, digital code—992357, text code—Dragon Battles in the Wild."
With that, Wu Liang sat lightly on the bed.
This was the investigation permission provided by Minister Long, using these two information codes would allow the information data tech room to check almost all the information available officially.
Not long after, the phone vibrated.
Wu Liang opened the received file, his expression turning serious.
"No wonder I always felt that Chen Lili’s memory conflicted with Li Xiyue’s memory, according to their recollections, Zhang Hang would have had to be present with both of them a year ago, which is impossible."
"It turns out he is the ’ghost’..."
The file revealed that Zhang Hang was still unmarried!
The data also included a part where he was once suspected of possessing illegal supernatural objects, with officials conducting an investigation for a period, but ultimately finding nothing, leaving it unresolved.
Which means, whether it’s the deceased husband from Chen Lili’s memory, or Li Xiyue’s current husband, they were both fictional constructs in their minds!
Zhang Hang is not the husband of any of them!
The Monkey Claw was not the key issue at all, it was Zhang Hang!
No wonder Wu Liang never found information on Fierce Ghosts in the Ghost Compendium during this event, because this matter had nothing to do with Fierce Ghosts at all!
Zhang Hang likely did possess some supernatural objects and had begun to use them frequently recently.
One must know, supernatural objects are no less threatening than Fierce Ghosts. Although they don’t possess the same willful initiative as Fierce Ghosts, they are still incredibly eerie.
The unforeseen consequences or costs during their use are quite normal!
It was evident Zhang Hang bungled this up.
Moreover, he seemed unaware of the problem.
The situation had begun to spiral out of control; regardless of his intent in mentally controlling Chen Lili and Li Xiyue, they were now gradually wanting to kill each other!
Even more worrisome is... perhaps they aren’t the only victims!
The data showed that Zhang Hang had moved into the neighborhood a whole year ago.
Who knows how many people he has discretely manipulated using supernatural objects to create nonexistent memories!
Wu Liang’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a noise from outside the door, and the Mist Ghost’s consciousness immediately relayed the outside situation.
Zhang Hang, returned.
"Hehehe... Yuanyuan, how have you trained yourself?"
Before even appearing after opening the door, a slightly rippling voice echoed out.
The next second, Zhang Hang’s tall and mighty figure appeared at the bedroom doorway, holding a bag of the spirits he had just bought downstairs in his gloved hand.
He was eager to continue with this once haughty socialite woman, ready for another round!
But upon entering, he saw Li Xiyue snoring quietly in bed, nothing like her flirtatious demeanor when he left.
"Hm? Why did it stop? Does this thing’s effect seem to be diminishing? Chen Lili has also been uncontrollably struggling recently, damn it, can’t she just honestly help me hide things?" Zhang Hang said angrily.
After speaking, he slowly raised his right hand.
Removing the heavy glove, revealing his shriveled, tiny Monkey Claw underneath, a sight that would make anyone feel nauseous.
He then aimed it at the sleeping Li Xiyue.
The Monkey Claw gradually opened its three fingers, and then the index finger started to bend...
Just as it bent halfway, it was as if something got stuck, emitting a cracking sound, stopping there.
Zhang Hang was immediately dumbfounded.
In all his uses of the Monkey Claw, he had never encountered a situation where the finger stopped midway through a wish.
Instinctively, he tried to pull his hand back to see what was wrong.
But he couldn’t retrieve it, a strange force was inexplicably grabbing the Monkey Claw, like it was stuck mid-air.
At that moment, Wu Liang, cloaked by the Mist Ghost’s concealment, suddenly manifested in front of Zhang Hang, firmly gripping the Monkey Claw to prevent its further bending.
In the face of Zhang Hang’s terrified gaze, Wu Liang grinningly said, "Hello, Dean Zhang, could you tell me exactly how many people you’ve used this claw on?"
"Now, it’s either I’m in a hurry, eager to solve the case; or you’re in a hurry, eager to be squeezed to death by me..."
Zhang Hang’s motives, his method of using the Monkey Claw, and the exact number of victims, Wu Liang couldn’t wait to slowly investigate.
Since there were no Fierce Ghosts involved in this affair, his patience was waning.
If necessary, he could even force a confession!
After all, things like conscience.
Wu Liang had one, but not much of it.
Three seconds after he grabbed the Monkey Claw, the Ghost Compendium in his mind suddenly emitted a strange, compelling sound.
Just like when it developed its auto-search function, it conveyed a strong desire to Wu Liang.
It was a desire to consume the Monkey Claw!
It seemed that by doing so, the Ghost Compendium would undergo another upgrade?!
"Oh, it seems you won’t have time to answer; I’ve decided to force a confession..."