Director Qin looked at Jiang Tao and sighed, his gaze heavy with sorrow and melancholy.  

“Xiao Tao, on the day you went missing, the hospital received a resignation message from you on WeChat.”  

“At the time, your head nurse even called you. You said on the phone that you were too exhausted and wanted to take a trip to relax.”  

“During that period, colleagues who were close to you at the hospital would text you daily to check in, and you kept replying. Your social media posts also continued as usual.”  

However, adults are always buried under endless work.  

No one would persistently cling to a former colleague, showering them with daily greetings and small talk.  

At first, everyone kept an eye on Jiang Tao’s updates.  

But as time passed and everyone became preoccupied with their own lives, the name “Jiang Tao” gradually faded from their attention.  

Jiang Tao’s pitch-black eyes widened, her spirit trembling. “That’s impossible! At that time, I was imprisoned and tortured by him—there was no way I could have called or texted you!”  

Huo Ning frowned.  

She asked for Chen Shuo’s birth date and time, calculated for a moment, then slowly turned her gaze to Jiang Tao.  

“Director Qin is telling the truth.”  

“Chen Shuo imitated your voice, copied the way you spoke and texted, and used photos he had secretly taken of you to update your social media. He deceived everyone.”  

Jiang Tao’s spirit shuddered.  

Even though she was now a ghost, hearing Huo Ning’s words still sent chills down her spine.  

Even Cheng Shuang, who had also become a ghost, felt her scalp prickle with terror.  

Not to mention the viewers still watching the livestream.  

[Help, this is so terrifying! He had been planning to imprison Jiang Tao for so long!]  

[I have goosebumps all over. While Jiang Tao innocently saw him as a good friend and a white moonlight, he was imitating her voice, mimicking her speech patterns, and secretly taking photos of her without restraint!]  

[So he’d had these horrifying intentions for a long time! The only reason he didn’t act earlier was that he hadn’t found the right opportunity, right?]  

[I’m never reading yandere stories again, omg. This is straight-up psychotic!]  

“Wait, I get that your colleagues might not have been overly concerned about your well-being, but what about your friends? Didn’t they video call you or try to meet up with you?”

Cheng Shuang looked at Jiang Tao with confusion.  

Jiang Tao’s eyes dimmed. “I don’t have any friends. Chen Shuo was the only one by my side.”  

After a pause, she added with sadness, “Actually, I used to have friends.”  

“But maybe I’m just not good at maintaining friendships. No matter how close we were, in the end, they all ended up hating me and blocking me on everything.”  

Cheng Shuang instinctively wanted to argue.  

That couldn’t be!  

Jiang Tao had been gentle and kind in life, like a little sun—someone like that would naturally be well-liked.  

There was no way Chen Shuo was her only friend.  

But the moment she opened her mouth to speak, Cheng Shuang remembered the descriptions of yanderes she’d seen online.  

A chill ran down her spine, and she shuddered.  

She turned to Huo Ning. “Sister Ning, were Jiang Tao’s friends… driven away by Chen Shuo?”  

Huo Ning gave a faint hum.  

“He was the one behind it.”  

Jiang Tao’s pupils contracted violently. “Then my parents—”  

“Your parents’ deaths really were an accident. But even if they hadn’t died in that disaster, Chen Shuo would have found a way to isolate you from everyone else eventually.”  

“That guy is… strange.”  

Huo Ning spread her hands. “He had the nerve to imprison and kill you, yet after your death, he had someone perform a ritual to trap your spirit in this hospital.”  

Returning to the hospital—escaping from Chen Shuo’s clutches—had been Jiang Tao’s obsession in life.  

Chen Shuo had used that obsession to imprison her spirit here forever.  

Huo Ning didn’t understand Chen Shuo’s reasoning. Shouldn’t a psycho like him have tormented Jiang Tao’s very soul as well?  

Was Chen Shuo afraid Jiang Tao’s ghost would come for revenge?  

Or was he simply unable to face the fact that all she felt for him now was pure hatred?  

Huo Ning couldn’t figure it out, nor did she care to.  

She looked at Jiang Tao and asked, “What do you want to do now?”  

Jiang Tao’s spirit trembled, her resentment seeping out uncontrollably.  

What did she want?  

Of course, she wanted to kill Chen Shuo with her own hands!  

She wanted to drink his blood, devour his flesh, tear him to pieces!  

But—  

Her gaze flicked to the phone hanging around Huo Ning’s neck.  

She knew this “Master Huo” was live-streaming. If she said that out loud, it’d be fine if Huo Ning refused.  

But if Huo Ning agreed, and Chen Shuo—a living person—suddenly died, wouldn’t the streamer get into serious trouble with so many witnesses?  

To gather enough strength to break free and take revenge on Chen Shuo, she had made herself cruel and vicious.  

She had already done so many terrible things.  

She didn’t want to keep making mistakes.

At the very least, she didn’t want to cause trouble for others anymore.  

She looked at Huo Ning and said, “Streamer, please help me report this to the police.”  

“But I want to see him—I want to witness his downfall with my own eyes!”  

Meeting those eyes filled with hatred, Huo Ning nodded slowly. “That can be arranged.”  

[Ugh… Jiang Tao died because she was stupid, and she’s so evil. The streamer is actually helping her? I’m speechless!]  

[Jiang Tao has suffered enough. Can you not be so harsh?]  

[She killed so many people, and you still feel sorry for her? No matter how cold you are, you can’t warm yourself with others’ blood!]  

[Then I hope you meet your own Chen Shuo! With your kindness and generosity, I’m sure you’ll forgive him!]  

[Wuwuwu, I’m guilty—I think Chen Shuo was just too insecure!]  

[Same. He just wanted to hold onto his only light, but that light shone on everyone. If it were me, I’d never let his love go unanswered.]  

[Ladies, what’s the verdict on these people?]  

[Beyond saving. Recommend pesticide as treatment.]  

Huo Ning asked Jiang Tao for Chen Shuo’s home address.  

Making a call would disconnect the livestream, so she borrowed Director Qin’s phone to report the crime.  

When Director Qin saw that Huo Ning didn’t even have a backup phone, his emotions became complicated.  

Logically, someone as skilled as Master Huo shouldn’t have to worry about money—if not wealthy, at least comfortable.  

But the conditions of the Song family and Huo Ning herself did seem rather strained.  

They said masters of the mystic arts like her were destined to suffer from the “Five Avoidances and Three Deficiencies.”  

Master Huo must be fated to lack wealth!  

If Huo Ning knew what Director Qin was thinking, she would solemnly correct him—she was just genuinely broke.  

She cast a spell to dissolve the restraints on Jiang Tao.  

“Go and come back soon.”  

Jiang Tao looked at Huo Ning gratefully. “Streamer, thank you.”  

[She’s so polite—she even says thank you.]  

[She became a ghost after death, not a moron!]  

[I also reported it to the police. I hope that bastard Chen gets what he deserves.]  

[He just didn’t know how to love someone properly. He truly loved Jiang Tao. You can wish for him to be punished, but must you be so cruel?]  

[Commenter above, did you have a rough childhood? Are you that love-starved?]  

[Whether he loved Jiang Tao or not, he committed a crime—that’s a fact! Girls, don’t be misled. Love doesn’t justify crimes!]