Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

As Blake talked with the family, Lilly stood up and excitedly ran over to play with the two other children.

The two elderly couple sat together and chatted with Blake, the presumed “boss”, while the woman fed the younger child. She would occasionally glance at Lilly and Josh, asking them questions but then diverting her attention as she saw them playing happily.

Lilly and Josh played with the two children, sharing toys and running in and out of the room. Meanwhile, they quietly observed their surroundings.

The apartment consisted of two bedrooms and a living room. It was not overly spacious, but it was not cramped either. The old man’s room was slightly smaller, while the master bedroom was larger. There was a bed that was taller than 6 feet, which appeared to have been custom-made using bricks.

Lilly asked, “Your bed is so big, how many people sleep on it?” The two children eagerly responded, “I sleep with my parents, my sister, and my brother. There are five of us!” Josh exclaimed in surprise, realizing that it must be quite crowded to fit five people on a 6-feet bed.

The bed appeared somewhat disheveled, and the space underneath was utilized as a storage area, filled with various items.

Josh noticed a tool bag beneath the bed, resembling the one seen in the video, and it instantly caught his attention.

“Lils... do you think we should check under the bed...” They were here to find the body.

Lilly shook her head and replied, “No.” In a situation like this, it was only natural for Michael and the others to come out! When it came to searching discreetly, what could be more suitable than ghosts? Lilly shook the jar of souls, summoning the harem spirit, unlucky ghost, cowardly ghost, and the rest of the gang.

“Michael, please help us!” Before coming here, Lilly sought their assistance in finding things.

The cowardly ghost nodded and whispered, “Don’t worry, I'll help you find it.” Lilly responded cheerfully, “Great!” The ghosts split up and began their search.

The harem spirit remained inside the house, as one ghost was sufficient to cover the entire area.

The unlucky ghost, the cowardly ghost, the female ghost in a wedding dress, the foolish ghost, the crying spirit, and the rebel ghost went outside, each searching a floor.

The rebel ghost grumbled, “I've been a ghost for so long and I'm not supposed to look for something.” The Cowardly Ghost remained expressionless and replied, “The jar of souls would consume useless ghosts.” The rebel ghost was speechless.

Recalling how the jar of souls swallowed the dark energy, he fell silent and changed the subject, saying, “Hey, seriously, do you have issues with me? Or do we have some beef with each other? It feels like | owe you five million dollars every time | see you.” The cowardly ghost snorted and floated upstairs.

The rebel ghost made a face at him and muttered, “I'm sick.” The house had six floors. The cowardly ghost thoroughly searched the entire building but found nothing. It even searched other people’s houses.

The harem spirit also completed her search and said in confusion, “There’s nobody in the house. Where could he have hidden the body? It's puzzling.” The unlucky ghost suggested, “Would it be possible if he didn't bring the body back?” The cowardly ghost shook its head and replied, “That's impossible. Many people are paying attention to the missing girl. If the body was thrown into a trash can, it would have been discovered. If the body was intentionally disposed of, it would have left behind traces. Moreover, after such a long investigation, there’s no evidence of an unidentified body being found.” “The most important point is that Blake checked the surveillance footage and said that Barry came back with a tool bag. He took the bus home without changing stations...” So, he must've brought the body back.

While there was no surveillance in the alley, there were cameras inside the building after entering the door. Interestingly, the building's surveillance had been nonfunctional for a few days. Given Barry's occupation as an electrician, it was highly likely that he had deliberately disabled the camera.

The harem spirit thought about the situation and replied, “So, the body is in this building. The question is, where is it hidden? There's no basement or underground car park here...” The cowardly ghost narrowed its eyes and exchanged a knowing look with the harem spirit.

“The roof!” They had not searched the roof yet.

The ghosts immediately floated up to the top of the building.

The female ghost in the wedding dress was a resentful ghost, who could not venture into direct sunlight, so she positioned herself near the door, keeping watch and saying, “Let me know if you find anything!” The building had stairs leading to the roof, which was open and featured several drying racks in the center. Various clotheslines crisscrossed the area, with clothes and quilts hanging from them.

“The balcony seems cramped, the residents here dried their clothes on the roof...” one of the ghosts remarked.

In addition to clothes drying, there were foam boxes placed along the wall at the edge of the roof. These boxes were filled with soil, and various vegetables were grown in them.

It appeared that the building's residents planted them. Some boxes were well-tended, while others showed signs of wilting.

Some boxes nearly deteriorated, and the sizes of the boxes varied, creating a messy sight.

The cowardly ghost stopped in front of two particular boxes, and the harem spirit squatted down, rubbing its chin as it examined them closely.

“The vegetables in these two boxes seem unusual,” the harem spirit touched her chin as she squatted in front of the boxes.

The cowardly ghost nodded in agreement. “These vegetables appear to be growing well, but they seem a bit wilted. It's not because it's dehydrated. It's more like they've been deprived of something.” The harem spirit chimed in, “Exactly. It means that the body must be inside one of these boxes.” The unlucky ghost rolled its eyes at their hesitation. “We're ghosts, for crying out loud! Why don’t we just go inside and take a look?” The harem spirits shrugged. “Who's going in?” The foolish ghost shook its head. “Not me!” The unlucky ghost sighed, realizing that expecting an elderly ghost to do such a task was unrealistic. “I'm old, | can’t go in. Rebel ghost, goin.” The rebel ghost immediately fled the scene, declaring, “All of you can go in on your own. I'm not joining you!” Even though they were all ghosts, encountering the charred remains of someone was something none of them wanted to see.

The unlucky ghost grumbled, “You... damn it!" As it attempted to run away, it stumbled and fell headfirst into one of the foam boxes. Taking advantage of the situation, the harem spirit kicked the unlucky ghost, sending it plunging into the soil.

Walking through walls was easy for ghosts, let alone a box filled with dirt! The unlucky ghost found itself submerged in the soil, face to face with the charred corpse inside. The corpse was blackened and contorted, with its mouth open in a silent scream...