The correct way to wash a female ghost's hair
The next morning, Nan Yehe was woken up by her phone ringing. She looked at the screen and saw that it was just past 5:30. It was Li Jiangui calling her.
She gave a brief report on all the messy things last night, and Li Jiangui arranged them this morning, which means he probably spent the whole night working on them. Nan Yehe really admires this kind of dedicated person who is also prone to overwork.
"Miss Nan, I'm sorry to bother you so early in the morning. I have something I'd like to ask Miss Xu."
Well, I was still implicated.
Nan Yehe glanced at Xu Jiu, who was already squatting on the bed watching over her, and said into the phone, "Officer Li, she can't talk to you on the phone. You two can chat online later."
No, that's not it. Ghost phone calls only exist in horror movies.
"No, this matter cannot be explained in a few words. She has done a very good job of keeping it a secret. If possible, I would like to talk to her in person."
Therefore, she had long suspected that Li Jiangui knew something.
She was the one who was scammed the most.
Nan Yehe coldly curled the corners of her mouth, "Okay, how about the weekend? I'm very busy these two days."
I've been busy with random things for the past couple of days, so of course I'll be busy later.
"Okay, Sunday it is. I'll contact you then."
After saying that, Li Jiangui hung up the phone.
"They don't even have a specific time and place?" Nan Yehe frowned, looking at the phone screen that had returned to the homepage.
"You just sold me out like this?" Xu Jiu put on a pitiful expression, seemingly very aggrieved.
Nan Yehe hadn't bought into this kind of thing for eight hundred years, and sneered, "You still haven't explained Li Xuran's matter to me, and those other people, such as Tang Xuan and Gao Ling."
Xu Jiu pouted, "What I wanted to say yesterday, you were too weak and tired to go to sleep first, right?"
Weak constitution?! Nan Yehe felt that these two words were the greatest insult to her attitude towards a healthy lifestyle.
She glanced at Xu Jiu coldly, then suddenly sneered, "People with weak constitutions are still living well."
“Of course, I’m perfectly fine now, neither weak nor dead, and still alive,” Xu Jiu retorted childishly.
That's all they could do for each other.
"Alright, are you really not going to explain yourself clearly? Did you dig up Li Xuran's family grave? Otherwise, why were you so guilty yesterday?" Nan Yehe sat up, leaning against the pillow, no longer planning to go back to sleep.
Xu Jiu lay on Nan Yehe's stomach, his voice muffled, "Her fanatic fans are more likely to dig up her grave; I'm completely innocent."
“Okay… there’s something I think might be related to her.” Xu Jiu still seemed a bit listless. “This is a stain on my career, and it serves as a reminder not to push things too hard before I’m ready.”
Such a landmark start?
"So... as you can see, Tang Xuan and the others are from my studio. I founded this studio when I was in college. Back then, I took advantage of my proximity to the artists and got a lot of information about them."
Just relying on the water tower isn't enough, is it? Nan Yehe isn't stupid. Even if Tang Xuan and the others get carried away, they wouldn't come up with a method like paparazzi following people to help find the murderer.
Xu Jiu glanced at Nan Yehe furtively and found her looking at her with suspicion, so she could only sigh.
"Well, I was young back then, and I did fund a paparazzi team and a few magazines."
To do so much in college is quite ambitious.
"But I don't regret it. After my dad was deceived by that woman, I knew that no one in this circle could be trusted. So I wanted to have my own information network. I wanted to know who these people I usually deal with are."
Nan Yehe couldn't help but frown, but she didn't laugh.
From her current perspective, doing so was really naive. Why not just follow the path they had planned and explore the way forward instead of creating more trouble?
However, having dreams is something everyone should strive for, since being well-fed is truly a terrible thing.
"I know you're laughing at me. Why do you think I'm unwilling to talk about the past?" Xu Jiu was still not very happy, but then his tone suddenly changed.
"At the time, I reflected on myself and realized that since I had so much free time, I might as well use the useful information to do something more useful."
Xu Jiu curled the corners of his mouth, "I like watching them compete, so I arranged for some information to be leaked out at the time, but it wasn't too serious. At most, it was enough to let some idle people follow the clues and do something."
Nan Yehe has heard the phrase "following the vine to find the melon" quite a bit these past few days.
Doing things behind the scenes seems very safe.
"But I didn't expect them to be so efficient when they got serious. A few days later, the already miserable stock market in the film and television sector was hit even harder." Xu Jiu rested his chin on his hand. "In order to avoid being targeted in the future, I didn't even spare my own people."
Nan Yehe retracted her earlier assessment of her as naive.
She's not just being naive, she's practically courting death. No wonder she's in this state now.
"Unfortunately, they've made such a big commotion," Xu Jiu said, troubled. "So much so that every household is looking for the culprit, and they simply don't dare to touch those who have more free time."
Nan Yehe was certain that they hadn't found her, otherwise Xusheng wouldn't be able to survive now.
However, judging from her description, she should have been able to get the opportunity to regulate the stock market, so why is it considered a stain on her career?
"You've been found out? But your family should have held on back then, right?" Although those years were tough for everyone, Nan Yehe hadn't heard any rumors of Xusheng going bankrupt.
Xu Jiu helplessly fiddled with her fingers as she said, "That's right, but I hadn't moved out of the house yet. One day, my dad suddenly decided to give me a birthday surprise and secretly went to my room to prepare. Unexpectedly, he saw my computer—how could I have forgotten to turn it off? And how did that old man know my password? Also, that necklace is still nailed to my wall of shame."
She continued through gritted teeth, "Anyway, from then on, all my important messages were in my mind, and I moved out on my own."
自家起火，那场面一定很火爆，她的生日礼物不是一顿暴揍，已经算得上父爱了。
But getting back to the main point, what exactly was the information released before? If it were just ordinary private matters concerning actors, it wouldn't have attracted the attention of that group of people. These things are definitely related to the stock market.
"As for Li Xuran's matter, I'll keep you in suspense for now. After all, I still need to tell Officer Li and the others, and I don't want to repeat myself." Xu Jiu raised her head and gave Nan Yehe a sweet wink. "As for what I said earlier, you're in the know now, and I trust you completely."
Nan Yehe shook his leg and bounced her away, saying, "I'm just afraid that if you come back to life, I'll be next."
From a certain perspective, it is indeed possible.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you." Xu Jiu smiled and wrapped his arms around her neck from the side. "I'm a good person."
Moreover, several years have passed, and the evidence has long been completely destroyed, so no one can catch her red-handed anymore.
Aside from the murderer who might know something... who attacked her.
Xu Jiu lowered his eyes.
"I need to change my clothes, you can go out first." Nan Yehe broke free and got out of bed.
"Why should I go out?" Xu Jiu, in a seductive pose resembling a concubine reclining on her side, calmly watched Nan Yehe's retreating figure.
Nan Yehe turned around and took a deep breath.
"Let me tell you, when I get angry, I won't hold back on anything, whether it's meat or vegetables."
To his surprise, the other side showed no fear whatsoever, instead beaming with joy, "Sure, I haven't avenged the first day yet, want to give it a try?"
It's true, sometimes it's much harder to talk to someone when they're facing their true self than when they're pretending to be someone they're not.
Nan Yehe began to ponder whether exposing her actions was right or wrong.
Tsk, whatever, you can't stop a ghost that can walk through walls.
Bear with it for now, so you can send a lawyer's letter later.
She needs to start researching how to gather information about Xu Jiu's abnormal behavior using the existing information.
This was the longest time Nan Yehe had ever changed clothes.
It was also the first time she had been praised and felt no joy at all.
She wants to attack Xu Jiu whenever she sees his grotesque face.
"Wow, I praised you and you complained. Now I forgive you for saying I'm flat. You're very qualified." Xu Jiu's expression was firm, and his tone was full of laughter. "Look, who wouldn't like a beautiful older sister?"
Nan Yehe coldly tossed the toast aside and said in a completely emotionless tone, "I hope you'll be mindful of your seniority—high school, middle school, classmate."
Xu Jiu was five months younger than her, but in this world, being even one day younger can lead to a lifetime of conflict.
This technique can be used in various situations.
Xu Jiu showed absolutely no remorse. Nan Yehe hadn't given her breakfast today. She couldn't cook, but she knew how to tinker with the bread machine—after all, she had experience using it before, so she planned to cook for herself.
Then, two minutes later, the bread machine started screaming.
Nan Yehe, who was quietly eating breakfast at the bar, calmly took a sip of milk, glanced at Xu Jiu's flustered back, then put down her things, stood up, walked over, and kicked Xu Jiu out of the kitchen.
Xu Jiu sat on a high stool and waited obediently for breakfast.
She was pampered by her aunt since she was a child and had no life skills at all. After moving out of the house, she rarely ate dinner at home and relied entirely on takeout and restaurants to make ends meet.
After several years, she would sometimes feel lonely eating alone, so she started going to the studio to eat with them more often. However, the studio wasn't always staffed; sometimes some people were working outside, and others had to leave work on time to go home.
Although her aunt's cooking was delicious, she couldn't go back home often these days; she had even more work than Nan Yehe. However, having Nan Yehe cook for her gave her a strange sense of joy.
In short, it just needs to be cleaned up.
Xu Jiu quietly guarded the empty plate, a happy smile on his face.
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