She is the Side Character! — Watch Her Change her fate!

An Shuo first called Xu Zhao, but no one answered.

Then he dialed Zhou Jiayang’s number. It was quickly answered: "An Shuo, what’s up?"

Vaguely, An Shuo heard Zhou Jiayang’s voice trembling.

"Officer Zhao wants to speak with you, to ask some questions," An Shuo explained, "Where are you? Are you at school?"

"I’m at my uncle’s place," Zhou Jiayang said. "What does Officer Zhao want to ask?"

Zhao Kehan took the phone, speaking in a low voice: "Zhou Jiayang, is it convenient to talk alone?"

There was a long silence on the other side. Zhao Kehan was clearly patient, waiting until the other side took a deep breath: "Alright, then could Officer Zhao come over? An Shuo knows the way; let An Shuo show you."

Zhao Kehan sensed Zhou Jiayang’s fear. What was he afraid of? Afraid that he’d be the next one to fall from a building?

Indeed, there was a secret in this dormitory.

What could the secret be?

Hanging up the phone, Zhao Kehan was led by An Shuo to find Zhou Jiayang.

Halfway there, they ran into Su Youcheng patrolling the school.

Su Youcheng greeted Zhao Kehan with a smile: "Officer Zhao, back at the school again? Did you find a clue?"

"Can’t disclose that," Zhao Kehan said coolly, his gaze scrutinizing Su Youcheng as if trying to see through him, making the latter somewhat uneasy.

Su Youcheng quickly raised his hands: "Officer Zhao doesn’t still think I’m the murderer, right? There must be evidence for that, wasn’t it clarified before..."

Seeing Su Youcheng’s endless chatter, Zhao Kehan took a deep breath, restraining his temper, and answered Su Youcheng with two sentences before following An Shuo away.

However, Su Youcheng’s voice still reached their ears.

"Nowadays the police aren’t very competent, even suspecting me. In my view, this matter is peculiar; perhaps it’s as my wife and I guessed—it’s a ghostly affair."

Zhao Kehan’s eyes froze; he couldn’t endure listening much longer, suppressing the urge to go back and lecture.

Finally calming down, he heard An Shuo beside him ask, "Officer Zhao, do you think there are ghosts in this world?"

Zhao Kehan stopped in his tracks, his gaze fixed on An Shuo’s face.

An Shuo was a handsome young man, standing out in the crowd, though his speech sometimes undermined his charm.

Such an attractive lad being so superstitious, what a shame.

He remembered that when Jiang Yizhou had his accident, this lad had been talking about ghosts too, which made Zhao Kehan find him memorable.

"There’s no such thing as ghosts in this world; don’t believe in those tales. If there really were ghosts," Zhao Kehan paused, "many wrongdoers would have met their retribution."

Yet An Shuo seemed not to absorb the message, still mysteriously saying, "But Officer Zhao, I think there really are ghosts in this world. I believe the string of events might truly be the work of ghosts."

Seeing An Shuo’s earnest expression, Zhao Kehan felt a headache coming on, pondering how to persuade this youth entrenched in superstition.

Suddenly remembering his main task, it was clear Zhou Jiayang knew something, which mattered more than discussing ghosts.

With Zhao Kehan no longer speaking, An Shuo fell silent too.

But the determinated look remained on his face, as if insisting that ghosts do exist.

Piao beside them let out a chuckle.

Zhao Kehan noticed An Shuo had stopped moving and hurriedly asked what was wrong.

An Shuo snapped back to reality, casually averting his gaze, "Nothing, just thinking about what ghosts might do if they existed in this world."

Zhao Kehan rubbed his temples, holding back the impulse to teach this superstitious young man.

The case was what’s important, finding clues early.

Finally, he arrived at Zhou Jiayang in the principal’s dormitory—a suite allocated to many teachers, naturally belonging to Principal Zhou Hongjian.

As the principal’s nephew, Zhou Jiayang’s stay there was unsurprising.

But Zhou Jiayang’s face was pallid, clearly disturbed.

"I’ve brought you to the place, so I’ll be going," An Shuo wisely left.

With the door shut, An Shuo didn’t leave, merely stood guard outside, staring at the door.

Ah Chen casually passed through the door, as if unnoticed, while An Shuo turned his gaze skyward, speaking softly, "I say there really are ghosts in this world, but no one believes."

However, it was his first time seeing one.

The other seemed to realize he could see, appearing occasionally before him.

The first time he saw it was when Tan Ying was hanging a banner at school, amid the crowd, he noticed a figure floating above Tan Ying’s head; upon closer inspection, it vanished.

Days later, it appeared again.

Perhaps something had been confirmed?

If ghosts exist, what do they do?

Perhaps they do something, perhaps nothing, merely watching; he truly doesn’t know.

The house remained silent; An Shuo, uninterested in eavesdropping, stayed gaze locked skyward.

Inside, a prolonged quiet.

Having scanned the room, Zhao Kehan’s gaze settled on Zhou Jiayang: "Zhou Jiayang, don’t you want to tell me something?"

"Like, why would the murderer cause your two roommates to fall?"

As he spoke, he saw Zhou Jiayang trembling, lips pale, trying to speak but then clamping shut.

Zhao Kehan leaned in closer, fixing on Zhou Jiayang’s eyes: "I suspect the killer in hiding won’t stop. Anyone involved won’t be let off easily."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jiayang’s eyes overflowed with fear, nearing collapse.

"Zhou Jiayang, if you don’t want to be the next to fall, tell me everything explicitly. Trust me, I’ll ensure your safety."

"You can’t hide here forever, can you? Until we catch the killer, you’re always at risk. They’ll eye you constantly until they strike. You can’t live in terror all your life, right?"

Zhou Jiayang bit his lip tightly, his body quivering.

Finally, he closed his eyes and spoke: "The killer might be Su Chen’s parents."

"Really, it should be them." Seeing Zhao Kehan frown, assuming disbelief, his manner grew urgent, "Besides them, I can’t think who else it might be."

"Yes, if it’s not them, it must be someone who cares about Su Chen. Yes, correct. You can check who cares about Su Chen. That’s right, besides Su Chen, I can’t think of anyone wanting to harm us."

"I don’t know about Liang Cheng, but whoever killed Jiang Yizhou is definitely connected to Su Chen. After all, if not for Jiang Yizhou..."

At this point, Zhou Jiayang suddenly fell silent.

Zhao Kehan pursued, "If not for Jiang Yizhou, what would have happened?"

The case seemed to be making progress, confirming his suspicion was right.