Chapter 125: Go...

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Wen Yan's eyes widened with disbelief: "Don't talk nonsense. How could it be that I killed you?"

The ghost girl's hollow eyes seemed to have a trace of angry flames, her figure began to sway slightly, and the yin energy around her also surged: "It's you! I went to find you that day, and you rejected me. I returned to the room and they came... They said that I couldn't even do this, and they took out those photos and videos to threaten me, saying that if I didn't deal with you, they would publish these things and ruin my reputation. That's why I wanted to commit suicide, all because of you!"

Jia Luo listened to the ghost's words, his face was full of seriousness: "My fourth brother just rejected you, he didn't kill you, go find who killed you, why do you have to pester him!"

When the female ghost heard what Jia Luo said, she paused, and a trace of confusion flashed in her empty eyes, as if she was thinking about what Jia Luo said.

After a long while, she finally spoke quietly: "I know, I know he didn't kill me directly, but I died in an unclear way, and I am full of resentment. I... I don't know who to look for."

As she spoke, two lines of bloody tears slowly oozed out of her eyes, looking particularly horrible on her pale face.

"You said you wanted to commit suicide, so how did you die?" Jia Luo asked in a baby voice.

"How did I die? Yes, how did I die?"

The ghost's eyes became increasingly hollow as she muttered to herself, "I only remember that day after I finished filming, they came to me again and asked me to go again... I didn't want to go, they threatened me, and after they left, I was extremely discouraged. Looking at the failed self in the mirror, I wanted to commit suicide. Yes, I wanted to commit suicide. Then, what happened? What happened?"

The female ghost held her head with both hands, as if trying desperately to grasp the shattered fragments of memory, and her body trembled slightly: "Yes, I picked up the knife, and as soon as the blade touched my wrist, I regretted it. But, I don't know why, suddenly an invisible force grabbed my wrist holding the knife, and then, it fiercely cut my skin. I wanted to call for help, but my throat couldn't make any sound."

"After I died, someone else came to the dressing room!" The ghost girl raised her head, her eyes filled with fear and hatred. "I could feel them coming in, their steps were hurried, and they were still cursing, as if they hadn't expected that I would really commit suicide. They paced back and forth in the room, and I heard one of them yelling in a low voice: 'This is bad, the person is gone, and if those photos and videos are discovered, we will be in trouble!' The other one replied viciously: 'It's all because this woman was too naive, but it's better for her to be dead, so as to save trouble. Let's quickly find the things and destroy them.'"

"Sister, who are those people you are talking about and what did they do?" Jia Luo asked puzzledly.

The ghost wiped away her tears and said bitterly, "They are an underground gang of black agents who specifically target actresses like us who have no background, no resources, and are eager to become famous. When I first entered this circle, I knew nothing and just desperately looked for opportunities to film, but every time I auditioned, I got rejected. Later, I was introduced to them by someone. They kept saying that they could help me get big roles and make me famous. I foolishly believed them as if I had grabbed a life-saving straw."

Her voice was trembling, as if she had returned to those unbearable days: "At first, they just asked me to go to some drinking parties and get close to the so-called producers and directors. Although I was reluctant, I gritted my teeth and endured it for the sake of my future. But who knew that one time they actually tricked me into a villa, saying that it was an important social event, but when I got there, I found it was a nightmare. They drugged me and made me... with a fat man... They also took photos and videos, "

The female ghost burst into tears and couldn't continue.

Wen Yan's face was also filled with anger, and he clenched his fists tightly: "What a bunch of scum!"

The ghost calmed down a bit and continued, "Since then, they have been holding me hostage. They have those shameful photos and videos in their hands, and they use them to threaten me from time to time, selling me out again and again. I don't know why this time, but they asked me to come to you to hype up a couple, saying that if they can't handle it, they will expose all those things and make it impossible for me to get involved in this circle."

"Do your company and agents know about these things?" Wen Yan asked.

The ghost girl nodded, tears streaming down her face. "How could they not know? At first I foolishly asked the agent for help, but she just scolded me impatiently, saying that I got into trouble by carelessness, and asked me to find a way to solve it myself and not to implicate her and the company. Later I realized that they had been in collusion with those black agents, waiting to push people like us into the fire pit so that they could make their own profits."

Jia Luo's eyes were red with anger, and her hands were clenched into fists: "That's too much! How could they be so mean? But sister, how could you think that my brother killed you?"

The ghost raised her head in embarrassment and said softly, "After I died, my memory was a little incomplete. I always felt that I died because your brother didn't want to hype up a couple with me, so... I took all my hatred out on him. Now that I think about it, I was confused. He rejected me at the time because he was just sticking to his own principles. It was I who was forced into a desperate situation by those people and ended up in a desperate situation."

As she spoke, the ghost girl's figure became increasingly dim, as if the fluctuations in her emotions had consumed a lot of her energy.

Wen Yan sighed slightly upon seeing this, his expression was full of complexity: "Forget it, you are also a victim, and you have lost your mind because of the torture you have suffered. Now that you have figured it out, don't dwell on it anymore, go with peace of mind, we will definitely help you get justice."

Jia Luo also stepped forward, holding the corner of the ghost girl's clothes with her little hands, and said in a childish but extremely firm voice: "Sister, don't worry, none of those bad guys can escape! We will definitely make sure they get the punishment they deserve."

The ghost girl's eyes flashed with emotion, and she nodded slowly: "Thank you, although I have been dead for a short time, but I always feel that I have been wandering in this world for too long, and I am tired, but the resentment can never be resolved. Now that I can meet you who are willing to help me, my heart..."

Before she finished speaking, her body began to tremble violently, and the yin energy around her surged wildly as if swept by a strong wind.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Jia Luo shouted in panic.

Just then, Wan Yan came back after shopping. As soon as he walked to the door, he felt a strong yin energy in the house.

He immediately rushed into the room, and after seeing the female ghost, he quickly stood in front of Jia Luo, formed seals with his hands, and prepared to deal with the female ghost.

"Wait, Fourth Brother." Jia Luo held Wan Yan back and said, "This sister was killed by a bad guy. We have to help her find the truth."

After hearing what Jia Luo said, Wan Yan stopped what he was doing.

"Hurry...go!" The female ghost suddenly squeezed out a few words from her mouth with great effort.