“Wang Jiujiu suffers from severe neurasthenia. She can be woken up by the slightest noise. She has been able to sleep well only with the help of medication.”
"Guess what? She just finished her medication the day before yesterday, and was planning to go to the hospital to pick it up after signing the endorsement deal today."
Seeing that Fan Wen had broken down, Jiang Yuan narrowed her eyes and continued.
Being an online influencer can be very lucrative, but it also comes with a lot of pressure.
For example, you have to appease those who are at the top of the leaderboard, even if they are a complete idiot, you still have to greet them with a smile.
For every person who likes her, there will be someone who hates or criticizes her, just like she did.
It's impossible for anyone to ignore all rumors and insults. No matter how calm you are, you'll still be affected by those negative comments.
As a result, Wang Jiujiu's pressure increased, eventually leading to neurasthenia, affecting her sleep, and the condition worsened over time.
As Wang Jiujiu's 'good friend,' Wen Yi should have known about this, but she probably didn't know that Wang Jiujiu's mental breakdown was this severe.
Besides, she probably wouldn't tell Fan Wen about this.
after all--
When Fan Wen agreed to get rid of Wang Jiujiu, Wen Yi had already 'abandoned' him.
He didn't need to know that Wang Jiujiu had a mental breakdown; he just needed to kill Wang Jiujiu by any means necessary and disregard everything else, then turn himself in and end the matter.
Fan Wen's expression shifted, his eyes filled with surprise.
Does Wang Jiujiu suffer from neurasthenia?
He knew nothing about this.
If that's the case, then wouldn't it be... if he broke in...?
“If you really did break in last night, Wang Jiujiu should have been awakened. But judging from the video you filmed, she was sleeping soundly and only woke up after you entered the room.”
"So you must have opened the door with a key, and to make it seem more plausible, you broke the lock to make it look like you pried the door open."
"Coincidentally, Wen Yi and Wang Jiujiu were already playing best friends online. Sometimes Wen Yi would post videos of herself going directly to Wang Jiujiu's apartment to surprise her and gain more fans. So Wen Yi had a key to Wang Jiujiu's apartment."
“That key should have been given to Wenyi along with those photos, but Wenyi was busy signing contracts today and probably… didn’t have time to clean the fingerprints off the key.”
Jiang Yuan spoke each word carefully, her dark eyes sharp as she stared directly at the humble Fan Wen.
Although the two broke up after the last affair, they still maintained a friendly relationship on the surface. Although Wen Yi never came to Wang Jiujiu's apartment again, she still had the key.
"You, you're not a police officer! You, get out of here! I have the right to remain silent!" Fan Wen said urgently, his voice tinged with panic.
The expressions of everyone watching the monitor suddenly turned serious.
"Immediately notify the police over there to check the door locks, and then go and bring Wen Yi over," Han Zhi ordered sharply.
"Yes!" the other police officers nodded in response, and then drove off in their police cars.
Inside the interrogation room, Fan Wen was still muttering that Jiang Yuan wasn't a police officer and that he should tell her to get out.
Seeing that Jiang Yuan did not move, Fan Wen even began to raise his hand and pound on the chair handle to protest, trying to use the noise to call in the police guarding the door.
He didn't want to be alone with Jiang Yuan, and he didn't want to continue talking to her.
"The most pathetic people are those who deceive themselves," Jiang Yuan said coldly.
Knowing full well that they are being used, yet still refusing to believe it, deceiving themselves, is truly pathetic.
Fan Wen's forehead was dark, and his face looked like he was about to die.
He's not far from death.
In addition...
Jiang Yuan's gaze fell on Wang Jiujiu behind him, who was wearing a lace nightgown and covered in dozens of knife wounds, her body dripping with blood.
Besides the knife wounds on his body, his face was also slashed several times, only his eyes, filled with resentment, remained completely unharmed.
Her bleeding hands were tightly gripping Fan Wen's neck, as if she wanted to drag him into hell immediately.
“I’m not deceiving myself! Wen Yi is different from Wang Jiu Jiu, and she didn’t take advantage of me!” Fan Wen retorted.
"Really?" Jiang Yuan sneered, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"By the way, those who are tortured to death will inevitably harbor great resentment after death. Souls with heavy resentment will turn into evil spirits and tightly entangle their murderers."
"You'd better watch yourself."
Jiang Yuan stood up, her gaze shifting from Wang Jiujiu to Fan Wen.
Upon hearing this, Wang Jiujiu looked up at Jiang Yuan in disbelief.
He realized that Jiang Yuan could truly see ghosts.
She can see her!
Just then, a black shadow and a white shadow appeared behind Wang Jiujiu.
Seeing this, a look of fear flashed across Wang Jiujiu's eyes, and she gripped Fan Wen's neck tightly again.
No, she hasn't taken her revenge yet, and she doesn't want to go to the underworld!
She doesn't want to go!
The Black and White Impermanence originally wanted to take Wang Jiujiu back to the underworld immediately, since Wang Jiujiu's resentment was too strong. If left unattended, she would definitely become a vengeful ghost. But when they looked up, they saw Jiang Yuan.
"Lord Yama!" Black Impermanence exclaimed in surprise.
How did Little Yama end up here?
Bai Wuchang respectfully cupped his hands to Jiang Yuan, his eyes filled with admiration, "My lord!"
Wang Jiujiu's eyes were filled with doubt.
There were only two people in the interrogation room, so Fan Wen couldn't possibly be some kind of Yama, the King of Hell.
That leaves only Jiang Yuan.
She...she is the King of Hell?
Yama?
Wang Jiujiu was taken aback, then suddenly burst out laughing.
Is she constantly at odds with the King of Hell?
No wonder she died so young.
If she's like this, then what about Jiang Yusi...?
Ha, ha ha ha, them...
Have they been targeting Yama (the King of Hell)?
Is the King of Hell really real?
Wang Jiujiu thought about it and found it absurd and laughable.
Jiang Yuan nodded to them and whispered to them to wait another quarter of an hour before bringing the soul back to the underworld.
Then, Jiang Yuan glanced at Fan Wen, and turned to leave without hesitation.
The Black and White Impermanence bowed respectfully as they saw Jiang Yuan off, and then said in unison, "Yes."
Bai Wuchang glanced at Wang Jiujiu, waved his hand, and an iron chain wrapped around Wang Jiujiu's wrist. "Lord Yama is kind-hearted, so I'll let you stay in the mortal world for a little longer."
"I will take you back to the underworld in a quarter of an hour."
"If you do anything unusual, this soul-binding chain will shatter your soul."
Bai Wuchang's voice turned colder, unlike the soft and gentle tone he used when speaking to Jiang Yuan.
Wang Jiujiu nodded.
She's not really stupid; this so-called unusual behavior must mean she's trying to escape from or kill people in the real world.
She still wants to be reincarnated, she still wants an afterlife.
If the soul is shattered, then there is truly nothing left.
Inside Fancoo Company.
Wen Yi looked at the contract with great joy. Just as she picked up the pen to sign her name, the police appeared in everyone's sight.
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