"Because... Angkor?"
Several girls looked confused.
"That's right."
In Gu Zhisang's field of vision, the obsession with violent death that originally attached to Yuan Fanfang had almost dissipated.
A small part of it lingered on the portrait taken out of the mirror;
Another large part of them were carried around Sun Yue who was being taken away by the police and the spirit team, with their claws and fangs bared, rolling towards her back.
To be precise, the deceased Xiao Wu was actually the key person in uncovering this case.
Because the flushing in the bathroom outside was broken, Xiao Wu had no choice but to discuss with several female roommates and borrow the bathroom in Xiao Gao's bedroom, which was used by several other girls, during the day when everyone else went to work.
That day he took a shower early in the afternoon.
Because the weather was clear, the sunlight outside shone through the window, illuminating the sink and the mirror, so Xiao Wu did not turn on the lights around the mirror.
He seldom uses this mirror, but as an internet celebrity, he pays great attention to his outfit and skin makeup, so he naturally likes such a large and suitable mirror, so he wiped his hair and took the clothes to try them on.
The bathroom was filled with steam after taking a hot shower, and a layer of misty water droplets covered the mirror, making it difficult to see oneself in the mirror.
Xiao Wu raised his hand to wipe the area facing his face and head.
As the water droplets were wiped away, the face in the mirror gradually became clear.
At this moment, Xiao Wu's gaze paused.
He was considered tall among men, over 1.85 meters. At this moment, he raised his palm to touch the cold mirror surface and wiped it wet. However, the palm resting on the mirror and reflected by the mirror began to delaminate from the base of the fingers.
There is a gap between the palm below the fingertips and the mirror image, and they cannot fit perfectly.
But the fingers going up were strangely completely identical to the mirror image.
It wouldn't be strange if you look at any one part alone, but when the same hand is divided into two halves, it is bound to attract attention.
Because of his job, Xiao Wu goes to bars for dinner and social events quite often, and he knows a lot of dirty inside stories.
For example, some obscene bars will decorate the mirrored walls of the women's restrooms into one-way mirrors.
From the toilet, the girls could only see their own shadows.
Little did they know that the other side of the mirror was not coated with a metal seal, but was transparent, so the person on the other side could see the girl behind the mirror, who knew nothing about it, and all her privacy was exposed;
It's absolutely shameless.
Looking at the layered mirror, Xiao Wu's eyes widened in surprise and doubt. He used various testing methods - such as putting his finger on the mirror surface. If there is no gap between the finger and the mirror image, it is a one-way mirror;
For example, if you turn on a flashlight and shine it into the mirror, if the light is not completely swallowed up by the metallic paint and no light is transmitted, but you can vaguely see some outlines of the other side, it also shows that this is a one-way mirror and there is something else behind it.
With the light of the translucent flashlight, Xiao Wu could clearly see that the mirror above was different from the one below. The light could pass through the lens surface and vaguely reveal a shape.
He could see a long strip of something standing behind the mirror, but he couldn't make out what it was.
But he guessed it was the camera.
The bathroom, behind the dressing mirror...such special locations naturally make people think of candid photos.
Xiao Wu was unwilling to accept the warm and kind landlord, but everything in front of him showed that this mirror was specially customized like this.
In anger, he dialed the stored number and questioned Sun Yue, the landlord who was then called Sun Yueyue, why he installed a one-way mirror in the girls' bathroom and whether he had secretly filmed any illegal scenes.
Sun Yue never expected to be exposed and denied it flatly.
But Xiao Wu didn't believe it. He threatened to tell other tenants about it and if it was confirmed that there was a camera behind the mirror, he would call the police.
The plan was suddenly discovered, catching Sun Yue off guard.
After she slowly calmed down, she decided that what was behind the mirror must not be exposed;
After seeing Sun Minghao’s portrait, who would be willing to continue living here?
Since this concerned her important plan, she immediately decided to find a way to kill Xiao Wu.
On the one hand, Sun Yue used the phone to calm Xiao Wu down, and on the other hand, he took out other equipment, found the master he had been in contact with, and told the master that the matter had been discovered.
The other party had great means and cursed Xiao Wu directly over the phone, turning him into a mindless, at the mercy of others.
And let him walk towards the skylight and fall from the building.
Create the illusion of suicide.
The moment he fell down the stairs, blood splattered everywhere. His dilated pupils reflected the terrified and collapsed faces of his roommates Yuan Yunfang and Sister Ye.
The strong resentment and hatred twisted his soul, extracting a strange power -
Obsession.
Unlike spirits, obsessions have no consciousness and are difficult to eliminate;
It is often because someone saw the moment the deceased died on the spot, which caused the deceased to burst out with power.
Xiao Wu wanted to remind Yuan Yunfang and Sister Ye to be careful of the landlord, but subconsciously he wanted the two to avenge him, which was why they kept pestering each other.
Every night, the obsession would invade the dreams of the two, trying to tell them the truth, but it was ultimately just a ball of energy that had no consciousness and could not be expressed.
Moreover, Xiao Wu died in such a tragic way, his flesh and blood were rotten, his bones were twisted, and blood was flowing from all his orifices.
In the dream, Yuan Yunfang and others were so scared when they saw this creature that was neither human nor ghost that they thought they had encountered an evil ghost.
After being tortured for a while, the two finally broke down and wanted to move out of the rental house.
Sun Yue, who knew the cause of Xiao Wu's death, was shocked when he heard about it.
In order to prevent Xiao Wu from becoming a ghost and seeking revenge on her, she asked the master behind the scenes to take him in on the day of Xiao Wu's death.
Logically speaking, Xiao Wu's soul has already dissipated, so why is he still haunting Yuan and Ye?
Sun Yue was in doubt and worried that something unexpected might happen, so after considering many factors, he agreed to let them move away.
Gu Zhisang said, "Sun Yue should know that the ghost fetus in Xiao Gao's body could wake up at any time. Compared to the two of you, she values Xiao Gao more. If the person who wants to leave is Xiao Gao, she will definitely not let him leave."
Xiao Gao's pale face froze and he wanted to cry but had no tears.
Before today, she and Sun Yue did have a very good relationship.
The two often chatted privately. Sun Yue said that she was like his own sister. On her birthday, Sun Yue gave her a gift worth tens of thousands of dollars, which surprised and delighted her.
This is a treatment that no one else in the shared house has.
But now she regretted it and wished she could stay away from that devil Sun Yue!
Before she could say anything, Gu Zhisang's voice continued, and suddenly asked about Yuan Yunfang's internship:
"Is Miss Yuan's internship coming to an end?"
Yuan Yunfang was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, it will be over in more than half a month."
She said in a complicated tone: "I almost risked my life to get a contract with a big company for this internship... I was under a lot of pressure before. I felt that I had to seize this opportunity and squeeze in. With a good starting point, my potential for promotion and speed will be much better than others."
"But after this experience, I've come to realize that as long as I'm alive, I'm good. I'll continue my internship and try my best. If I don't get the contract, that's fine."
"Ms. Yuan's efforts have paid off," said Gu Zhisang.
Yuan Yunfang and the other girls thought that this was a consolation, meaning that Yuan Yunfang had tried her best and could at least gain experience, but it was not the case.
What Gu Zhisang didn't say was that she saw a fatal disaster in Yuan Yunfang's face.
She almost died.
As Sun Yue was a man who would do anything to achieve his goals, when Yuan Yunfang and Sister Ye insisted on leaving, he wanted to kill the two girls.
It was out of compassion on her part that she let the two of them go.
As for why, Gu Zhisang roughly guessed it.
When Sun Yue was forced to take on a new role and learn how to manage a company and acquire various financial knowledge, as well as deal with all kinds of people with bad intentions, he was also fighting for his own future.
Perhaps it was because Yuan Yunfang worked from 5 to 9, or because she refused to give up the internship opportunity even when she suffered a mental breakdown due to nightmares... In short, Sun Yue saw his own shadow in Yuan Yunfang, who worked hard for the opportunity.
Because of this inexplicable compassion, she did not kill Yuan Fanfang.
I think this will be a decision that Sun Yue will regret for the rest of his life.
The reason why Gu Zhisang chose to broadcast the conversation secretly was that he was afraid that the ghost fetus or something like that would cause panic;
Secondly, they think that after the whole story is revealed, some netizens will think that Sun Yue is also a pitiful person, and that she has compassion and let Yuan Fanfang go, and that she is not a completely bad person.
Then some ideas began to spread, such as "if someone does evil, he must be killed without leaving any leeway."
The 'black fog' is in the dark, and likes to manipulate the 'evil' in human nature. It is impossible for Gu Zhisang to add fuel to the fire and let it profit from this incident.
Evil is evil.
Those who choose to go along with evil and harm innocent people do not deserve sympathy.
After he repeatedly assured them that he would be there later to help them get rid of the babies in their bellies, the three girls felt relieved and followed the members of the Spirit Group to the branch.
When the connection was about to be disconnected, the team member who had been silent all this time suddenly coughed twice:
"Coach Gu, we will vote for you!"
vote?
Gu Zhisang was stunned for a moment before realizing that they were talking about the voting for the 'Strongest Mystic Master' that opened this morning.
Voices rang out one after another:
"Fuck you, you're such a thief! You're actually showing off in front of Coach Gu. Coach Gu, I've always voted for you!"
"Coach Gu is really awesome. All my teammates in the branch like you very much!"
“…”
Gu Zhisang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry and ended the live broadcast.
This time it's really over.
She paused for a moment, thinking, then stood up.
With a thought, a door of pitch-black ghosts rose from the ground, emitting a sinister aura. She stepped into the rolling mist and entered the door.
Around the looming body, there seemed to be condensed golden threads flowing.
If the Ten Kings of Hell in the underworld saw this scene, they would be amazed at her merits and virtues.
After going through the program, too many people were rescued and out of danger because of her, and countless people loved and admired her, resulting in her merits and virtues accumulating to an unimaginable level in a short period of time.
Even some of the deities who have already become immortals do not have as much merit as her.
With such great merit, coupled with her strong soul and experience of thunder tribulation, she should have ascended to heaven on the spot long ago.
However, invisible shackles wrapped around her, suppressing the vitality and surging merits around her.
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Chengdu
In a villa halfway up the mountain, the lights are bright.
The large living room on the first floor is located near the floor-to-ceiling windows and is an office area with a simple style and a blend of black and white.
A young man in a gray and black home shirt sat at the table, a pair of frameless glasses firmly resting on his straight nose. The thin shirt with a perfect drape fitted his body, almost outlining his broad but not strong shoulders, and his thin waist that was pulled downwards.
He tapped the black and white tabletop with his fingertips, without a smile on his face:
"I want an exact date and plan, not an 'approximate' or 'estimated' time."
The man had a pair of light-colored, amber-like eyes, long but not narrow, shaped like peach blossoms but not quite;
His eyes and brows, which should have been affectionate and gentle at first glance, were inexplicably shrouded in a layer of sinisterness, making his pupils seem deep and cold.
Covered by his glasses and with his cold voice, the several leaders at the other end of the meeting fell silent, not even daring to breathe deeply.
Even though they are leaders in the company and in charge of hundreds of employees, they still feel pressured when facing their boss.
After a long silence, someone said:
"The initial run has been successful, and all that's left is a large-scale test. If everything goes well and there are no bugs when running the program, the entire line can be upgraded in three days."
"If you find a bug...it might take another week to make changes and rerun it."
Yan Cheng frowned slightly.
He was not satisfied with the speed, but he knew that it would not be possible to go faster if he forced these people.
After a while he said:
"ASAP."
Everyone on the other end of the meeting breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that this was an agreement.
Until the meeting was over, several people were still wondering how this young boss could have such an aura. When they looked into his eyes, they couldn't help but want to retreat.
Little did he know that Yan Cheng, who had closed the meeting, took off his glasses, sat on his back on the sofa, and his tense muscles relaxed a little.
The shirt fit his well-toned chest tightly, and it seemed a little torn as it rose and fell with his heavier breathing.
pain.
The excruciating pain coursed through his limbs and nerves.
His brows were furrowed, and his pale fingertips groped to the neck, reaching in and hooking out a silver thread.
A piece of white finger bone that still had body temperature was held in his palm.
At a level invisible to the naked eye, the rolling black fog spread outward with Yan Cheng on the sofa as the center, but it could not spread far and was gathered around him.
Thirty percent of it was barely absorbed by the finger bones in his palms.
But it is far from enough.