Chapter 97 - Interrogation (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

They chatted heartily as they quickly finished their supper.

By the time Lauren returned, she was so sleepy that she could barely open her eyes. Franklin had no choice but to carry her upstairs and place her on the bed.

“Franklin, do you really treat her as your younger sister?”

Quinn watched as Franklin placed Lauren on the bed, covered her with a blanket, and turned on the bedside lamp.

He really could not connect this older brother to the brother he knew when he was younger.

“When I was young, you ignored me when I kicked the blanket. You even snatched my blanket once. Now, you’re showing so much concern for a younger sister that you’ve only known for less than a month.”

Franklin waved his hand and motioned for him to talk outside.

He only spoke after he gently closed Lauren’s room door.

“I’m not treating her like a sister, she is our sister to begin with. This is a fact that cannot be changed. Since you’re targeting her every day, why don’t you get to know her better?”

After he finished speaking, Franklin patted Quinn on the shoulder and entered his own room.

Quinn looked at the two closed doors in front of him and muttered as he returned to his own room. “This little brat must have drugged him.”

When Lauren woke up the next morning, she had already forgotten how she had returned to her bed.

Perhaps she had spent a lot of energy on the ghost hunt yesterday. She woke up much later than usual today.

The soul storage device was placed on the cabinet by her bed. There were no longer any ghosts that were rebelling inside.

After the heavy supper last night, she was not hungry now. She chanted an incantation and opened the soul storage device. The dozen or so ghosts that had been brought in yesterday all floated out.

Of course, after staying in the soul storage device for an entire night, they no longer had the ability to move.

Lauren counted them. There were fourteen ghosts in total, both male and female.

She could sense that these ghosts were not “young”. They had been wandering in the human world for at least five years and had long missed the best opportunity to reincarnate.

From Lauren’s point of view, her room was now full of “ghosts”.

“All of you line up and tell me about yourself one by one.”

One of the male ghosts, who looked to be in his fifties, took a step forward and asked, “What do you want us to say? Who are you? Why did you capture us?”