Chapter 251 The Woman in White

Shitstrong didn’t want to tell others about the body hanging on the rope inside the room; he didn’t

want anyone to think he was scared by a corpse, especially since he was a forensic pathologist.

Being frightened by a corpse would be an utter embarrassment for Shitstrong, and he couldn't even

imagine the kind of ridicule he would face if others knew.

So, he had to act as though he saw nothing at all.

"A joke?" Ava’s face darkened as she scolded Shitstrong in a very serious tone, "Shitstrong, we're

investigating a crime here. Do you think it's appropriate to make such jokes at this time? What if

your screaming scared Mia away? Then all our efforts in coming here would be for nothing."

Upon realizing Ava was upset, Shitstrong quickly ducked his head and apologized to Ava like a

chastened dog, "Sarge, I'm sorry! Sarge, I was wrong! Sarge, I promise I’ll never make the same

mistake again!"

Ava ignored Shitstrong and stepped towards the room. As soon as she entered, she heard a

creaking sound. The body hanging from the rope suddenly started to spin, and the combination of

the twisting rope and the light fixture created an eerie noise.

Creak... creak...

"Ahh... ahh..." Overwhelmed by fear, Ava screamed and ran back towards the door. Seeing Ava’s

terrified face, Daniel chuckled. He cheekily asked, "Sarge, were you also joking around with us?"

"Joking? Joke about your ass!" Ava patted her chest, her perfect assets swaying. Upon calming

down, she said, "There’s a woman in white hanging from the light in the room; it looks like she's

hanged herself."

"Were you frightened by the hanging woman in white, Sarge? Or was it because the woman looked

familiar that scared you?"

Daniel's words left Ava confused. She felt there was an underlying message, so she curiously

asked, "Familiar woman in white, what do you mean?"

"Sarge, when you entered the room, that woman in white must have turned around, right? Didn't

you see her face? Don't you think she looked very familiar?"

"I was nearly scared to death. How could I possibly clearly see her face? Also, you suggested I

should find her very familiar. What do you mean?"

"Meaning, Sarge, you should recognize her! And you have just met her not long ago."

"Can you stop speaking in riddles? Do you know who the woman in white is?"

"Jennflower."

Upon his utterance of that name, everyone present was floored. "Impossible! How could that be

Jennflower? Her body has already been taken to the police department; how could it possibly be

here?" Shitstrong was the first to voice his disagreement.

"Seeing is believing. Let's go have a look." Daniel led everyone back into the room.

By then, Jennflower's face had turned back around, facing the room's entrance. When Ava saw the

familiar face, she was stunned into silence. It truly was Jennflower – the body hanging from the

ceiling beam was indeed Jennflower?

"How could Jennflower’s body be here?" Ava asked.

"If I told you Jennflower's body rose from the police department, walked over here, and hung itself

up on this rope, would you believe me?"