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GHOST DETECTIVE: Li Xiajun

TW: Bloodshed, Suicide, Trauma (Disclaimer: MC has no super powers other than being able to see ghosts, even if the cover may imply otherwise) ______________________ [Excerpt:] "Come out. I want to talk." It was a full minute before the ghost decided to walk through the wall and came to stand in the middle of the room, right over her death spot. She didn't say anything for the longest of whiles and Xiajun had started to worry that Zhaohui would return, so he decided to initiate conversation. "Your name is," Xiajun remembered from the file he had read, "Miss Zeng Suyin?" The ghost nodded and stared wide-eyed at Xiajun. "Y-you can see me?" Her voice was a hoarse whisper, one that suited the dead. Xiajun tried to hide the shiver that went down his spine. "I can. In fact, I may be the only one to do so. My confrere will be back any moment now, so we must get this done with. There are some questions I'd like to ask you," Xiajun said as he pulled a pad and a pen out of his pant pocket. Miss Suyin remained silent. "First of all," he said as he glanced over the ghost of the woman once, "who killed you?" ___________________________ Top Detective Li Xiajun has a secret. Nobody knows that he can see ghosts. ...... Ghosts are poor, lost souls that have yet to gain closure and are roaming the lands in hopes that someone would walk by and grant their living wishes. That's when detective Li Xiajun enters the scene. Since the day he got his vision, he knew something was wrong. People roamed his world that appeared neither living, nor dead...but nobody except him even noticed. Now 26 years old, Li Xiajun is in great demand as China's top Private Detective, yet no one knows that he climbed the steps by aid of none other than the very ghosts of the poor victims he was set to investigate. ...... Follow Li Xiajun on his journey and witness how the man with an extraordinary gift solves various, otherwise unexplainable cases of human foulness. ********* READ MY OTHER NOVEL: HOW THE PRINCESS REWROTE HER TRAGIC ENDING ********* [Cover from Pinterest. If artist wishes for me to remove it, contact via discord.] My Discord: Suoshi#8929

Suoshi · Fantasy
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130 Chs

His Misfortune

He slammed open the door.

There, standing in the bleak hallway, was Duan Gen. He was carrying a large bag over his shoulders that looked like it was made for hiking, but it was soiled and so was he, covered from head to toe in dirt. But most of all, he was crying.

"What happened?" Xiajun asked, frowning.

Duan Gen sniffed. "Can I come inside first?"

Xiajun shrugged and stepped away, leaving him a wide berth. He watched as Duan Gen limped inside and collapsed on his bed, tears still running down his cheek. Xiajun closed the door and leaned against the wall, his arms folded, as he watched the teenager break down into sobs.

"What's going on?" Xiajun asked, concerned. "Are you alright? Why are you crying?"

He paused and quickly tried to wipe away the tears and grime off his face. He looked sick, much weaker than Xiajun had last seen him. He was reminded that Duan Gen was only 17 years old, practically a child, which was even more worrying.