Chapter 329 - 329: Ghostly Wall
Crying Brothers: The Little Sister We Hate Is Actually a Bigshot
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation     Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
âArson!â Assistant Xiao Wangâs eyes lit up.â Was he the one who set the fire fourteen years ago? Back then, he escaped the law, but now heâs guilty. When he heard that there was a ghost, he thought that the vengeful spirit from back then came to find him, so he set up this trap!â
âThat makes sense!â Xu Tian put his palms together.â Little arsonist, Iâll catch him!â
Zhou Wei looked at the two people who suddenly became active in front of her and could not help but laugh. It turned out that the live broadcast room had sealed their talkative souls.
â I support you too, butâ¦â Zhou Wei glanced at her assistant, Little Wang.â Although you say that Iâm talented, I really donât know anything about these things. For safetyâs sake, letâsâ¦
Assistant Xiao Wang was a little scared after hearing this. He scratched the back of his head and said awkwardly,â Thatâs right. I donât know anything. Other than thinking blindly, I canât really help you guys.â
âNo, youâve already helped us a lot.â Ji Jing shook her head. Iâll give you the amulet, so itâs best for you to leave as soon as possible.â
Only then did Ji Jing realize that Zhou Wei had already made up her mind to leave. So she had deliberately hesitated for so long just now because she wanted to wait for the unrelated young man to leave before sharing the information with them.
Zhou Wei was meticulous. Although she had many concerns, she was doing it for her own people. Ji Jing didnât hate such thoughts.
â Thank you. These are all the information Iâve organized. Iâll leave them to you. I hope they can help.â Zhou Wei nodded gratefully.â If thereâs a result in the future, Iâd like to hear it too.â
âNo problem!â Ji Jing gladly agreed.
Zhou Wei gave the information in her hand to Ji Jing. After taking the two amulets, she also brought her assistant, Xiao Wang, downstairs.
âThen letâs go? Head to the 14th floor!â Xu Tian was free from the shackles of the live broadcast and seemed to have let himself go.â Let me see whatâs causing this!â
âLetâs go.â Ji Jing laughed and nodded. The few of them then walked upstairs.
âFourteenth floorâ¦â Ming Ze flipped through the information left behind by Zhou Wei as he walked and quickly extracted effective information.â The investigation of the fire back then was actually very complete. At first, the gas leak on the 14th floor caused an explosion. Due to the construction, the fire quickly spread to other floors along the pipes. The cause of the explosion was also investigated back then. It was indeed due to the aging of the pipeline, so the possibility of intentional leakage was ruled out.â
âCould it be that it wasnât arson?â Ji Jing pondered.â Then what else could possibly make the organizer so afraid of the ghosts in this building?â
âCould it be that weâre actually thinking too much?â Xu Tian pondered for a while and said,â Maybe this person was actually a resident here. He didnât want to see his house haunted, but he didnât have the heart to return to the scene of the tragedy. He was afraid that he would be too sad, so he thought of this method.â
âThatâs possible.â Ji Jing nodded, but she still had some doubts.
âDo you still remember? The comments in the previous live broadcast room said that the male owner of the 14th floor survived.â Ji Jing said hesitantly. Xu Tian gulped. Surely not? The one who passed away was his wife!â
Ji Jing didnât want to doubt it, but she noticed the staff member who had just handed them the question notes. A skinny man. If this event was not organized by the platform, then why would there be staff members handing out notes?
Moreover, Zhou Wei might have forgotten that she had asked the staff member if she would go upstairs with them. The staff member said, yes.
Could this staff member be the so-called organizer?
âWhich floor is this?â The more Xu Tian climbed, the more tired he became. His breathing became rapid.â Why arenât we here yet?â
âSeventh floor.â Ming Ze glanced at the sign in front of him and his sharp eyes flashed.â No, weâve already walked seven corners. We should be on the eighth floor.â
âAh? Ghost wall?â Xu Tian raised his head and looked up. The sign in front of him did indeed say that it was the seventh floor.
âWhat about downstairs? Iâll go take a look.â Ji Jing stood up and quickly went down a few flights of stairs. She peeked through the gap in the stairwell.â Itâs also the seventh floor..