Right after leaving Lao Yao’s dormitory, I received a call from Xiaotao, "Song Yang, I have good news and bad news."

"What’s the good news?" I asked.

"The good news is that we’ve managed to investigate Qiu Wanxia."

"What about the bad news?" I chuckled.

"The bad news is that Qiu Wanxia died of cancer ten years ago!"

What on earth was going on? Wasn’t Qiu Wanxia’s body lying in the morgue waiting for me to perform the autopsy? How could a person die twice?! The bones we found last night suggested the victim was killed no more than three years ago.

"I'll be right there!" I said.

When I got to the school gates, I called Dali who happily recounted his conversation with Luo Youyou, but I was too preoccupied with the case to pay him any attention.

As soon as we arrived at the station, I almost sprinted into Xiaotao's...