Capítulo 1613: Chapter 1613
Hudson Chester cooperated, “I can stay at the hotel.”
Aria Jackson nodded upon hearing this, “It won’t take too long. You’ll be notified as soon as there’s progress.”
“Alright, thank you.”
The situation was understood well enough, and Aria Jackson prepared to leave. Hudson Chester stopped her: “You missed the last follow-up visit, and you probably won’t make the next one either. How about I check your wound recovery now?”
Aria Jackson felt a bit awkward, giving a sheepish smile, “That day… I was just a bit busy, so I didn’t go.”
After speaking, she felt slightly embarrassed.
She started her leave after getting injured, how busy could she have been?
Hudson Chester didn’t mind, fulfilling his duty as a doctor and took off her bandage, inspecting the injury earnestly.
“It’s recovering well, but you still need to keep using the dicine. Try not to exert too much force with this hand in the coming month, or it might result in another fracture.”
Aria Jackson nodded in response.
After hearing the dical advice and readying to leave, she couldn’t help but ask Hudson Chester, “Since this place is always haunted, why don’t you move out?”
Hudson Chester was montarily stunned and blurted out, “Initially, I thought it was just a hallucination of mine and tried to overco it. Moving out wouldn’t solve anything.”
Aria Jackson couldn’t help but sigh inwardly: An ordinary person would have scread in fear upon seeing a ghost, who would try to overco such a thing?
Hopefully, this is just a man-made farce; otherwise, that ghost must be really depressed.
…
For situations like Hudson Chester’s, if following normal procedure, usually a police officer would co to inquire. If there’s no property loss and no personal threat, typically they wouldn’t file a case.
Even if Aria Jackson did extract fingerprints from his ho, they wouldn’t be useful unless they knew who the suspect was.
Fingerprints only beco aningful when compared.
Ordinary police might not care, but Aria Jackson had seen too many eerie events and was willing to believe in so of them. She installed a surveillance cara precisely to determine: whether the entity was human or ghost?
On the first day, the surveillance cara captured nothing.
The second day was just like usual.
However, on the third day, a woman appeared in the surveillance footage.
The ghostly woman appeared, and Bobby and Lionel were unusually excited, rushing into Aria Jackson’s office with the computer.
“Is she the woman Dr. Chester dreamt about?”
“Haha, why does this ghost have a shadow?”
“What’s having a shadow? She even uses lipstick!”
The woman in the footage took out lipstick and scribbled on the mirror, then leaned in and kissed it, leaving a lip print.
“This ghost loves too deeply! Who can bla her with Dr. Chester being so handso? Hahaha…” Bobby and Lionel laughed uproariously, unable to hide their schadenfreude.
However, soon they couldn’t laugh anymore.
As they watched, the woman walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge door, and took out half a bottle of mineral water, then tilted her head slightly.
It looked like she was drinking water, but upon closer inspection, it beca clear that she wasn’t drinking; she extended her tongue, stopping near the bottle’s mouth, occasionally stirring.
Bobby and Lionel showed expressions as if they were about to vomit, and Aria Jackson also tightened her expression uncomfortably.
This woman clearly intended to leave her saliva in the bottle. If Hudson Chester ca ho to drink the water, he would drink her spit.
Being treated this way by a strange woman, honestly, was more disgusting than seeing a corpse…
The woman perford her ritual on every bottle of mineral water in Hudson Chester’s fridge.
After finishing this, she didn’t leave imdiately but appeared in the bedroom surveillance, lying naked on the bed, as if experiencing a sacred place.
After lying for a half-hour, she got up, squatting on the bed as if searching for sothing, then carefully picking them up and storing them away.
The video wasn’t very clear, but Aria Jackson suspected that what the woman picked up from the bed were probably so of Hudson Chester’s hair.
The three of them felt as if they had watched an entire restricted film, faces pale and colorless.
Finally, soone spoke: “Should we show this… to Dr. Chester? They say… he’s a germaphobe.”
He’d go crazy, wouldn’t he?
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