Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

Chapter 21

Jing Luo quickly clicked on the video and turned up the volume.

It's a conversation between two people.

First came Liang Yuan's voice: "Don't trouble XX anymore."

Mu Chenxi gritted his teeth: "Tang Lin looked for him!"

"I know," Liang Yuan said calmly, "You said it yourself, it was Tang Lin who looked for him, not him."

"It's all about you, I said before that she is a bus, and you insisted that I promise her," Mu Chenxi tried hard to control the volume, "Now everyone in the circle knows that I was cheated on by her! Not just once or twice !"

Liang Yuan sighed and said, "Okay, isn't she dead now?"

"Even if she dies, you have to leave me a show. Do you know how many people are saying that I forced her to death?" Mu Chenxi sneered, "If she can't find the reason for her suicide, she will throw it all on me. A group of XX , How the hell did I know that she would commit suicide, and before she died, she sent text messages to other people to ask for sex, what kind of brain circuit is it?"

……

Jing Luo thought, this blogger is kind, so he muted his name.

He clicked into the comments, and found that this Weibo was so popular that he couldn't even see the comments, and there was a crimson word "热" directly next to the topic.

He sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and called the people around him: "Song Yi, come and see this."

Song Yi sat down quickly, and the two listened to the recording again.

Jing Luo listened to it again, thoughtfully: "Mu Chenxi doesn't seem to know anything."

Song Yi was silent for a moment, then lost his sentence: "Is it cold?"

Jing Luo was startled, and then realized that he was not wearing a shirt, "It's okay, the heater is turned on, it's not very cold." He got up, put the phone in Song Yi's hand, "I'll go and put on some clothes."

Song Yi watched him enter the room. His back was fair, his shoulder blades protruded slightly, and there were two waist sockets below a slender waistline.

Withdrawing his gaze, he tapped the screen with his fingertips, and the recording was played again.

When Jing Luo came back, he heard someone next to him ask, "Is there any ghost in Liang Yuan?"

"Yes," Jing Luo thought for a while, "Maybe because she spent a long time with Mu Chenxi, her body is a little darker than those assistants, but it is several degrees lighter than Mu Chenxi."

I thought it was some media that posted the video, but when I looked up, it turned out to be a Weibo account that didn't even have a pornographic V.

Jing Luo clicked in and found that this Weibo was all about Tang Lin's Weibo. The previous Weibo was just the day before Tang Lin committed suicide. It seems that this blogger is a diehard fan of Tang Lin.

"I think this blogger might be the lighting engineer in the crew," Jing Luo said, "Do you remember the video he mentioned earlier?"

Song Yi said: "Remember."

The cat who had been lying on the other side of the sofa for a long time meowed, jumped onto Jing Luo's lap, and licked his fingertips, full of flattery.

Jing Luo freed up one hand and gently scratched its chin.

The cat became obedient in an instant, and enjoyed it quietly with its eyes closed.

The eyes of the people around him were getting darker, and they were about to say something when the mobile phone on the table rang unexpectedly.

This was the first call Song Yi received since he applied for a mobile phone.

Song Yi glanced at the cat, then sat up straight, picked it up slowly, and turned on the speaker: "Yes."

"Master Song," Hei Wuchang said calmly, "Xiaobai asked me to tell you that Tang Lin's ghost has been found."

Jing Luo was taken aback.

Song Yi raised his eyebrows lightly: "Where did I find it?"

"In the home of one of her former lovers."

Song Yi said: "Take it here and have a look."

Five minutes later, Heiwuchang pulled an iron chain, which was connected to the neck of a woman. It was the dead Tang Lin.

Tang Lin was facing the ground, her appearance was so frightening that Jing Luo didn't dare to lift her head, but Tang Lin asked him as soon as she came in: "I sent you a message, why didn't you come?!"

Jing Luo: "..."

"If you come, I won't have to die!" Tang Lin became more and more excited as she spoke, frantically trying to break free from the shackles and rush over, but before she could take a step forward, she was bound tightly by the chains.

Hei Wuchang was taken aback for a moment, then loosened the iron chain, and said with a smile: "I'm confused, I came to see you, why bother to pull the iron chain."

Song Yi's tone was light: "How did you die?"

Tang Lin was tied up in pain: "Killed to death!!!"

"By whom?"

Tang Lin became quiet in an instant. After hesitating for a long time, she said, "I don't know. At that time, I felt that someone was manipulating my body. When I woke up, I was already cutting my wrist with a knife. I struggled desperately, but Still useless."

Jing Luo asked, "Are there any suspects?"

"Why not, there are many people who want me to die." Tang Lin gave him a bitter look, but did not dare to make any other moves, "My stepmother, my ex, my incumbent, black fans... especially Mu Chen Xi's group of staff, looking at my expression, wished they could swallow me alive."

"……why?"

"How do I know?" Tang Lin said, "Those women seem to be in a daze. I have a room with Mu Chenxi, and I want them to choose a date."

Jing Luo: "..."

Song Yi asked: "You reposted Mu Chenxi's Weibo before?"

"Yes, I couldn't touch the real thing at the time," Tang Lin said, "It took a few days of my baby's energy to finally touch the phone. The time was too short, just enough for me to forward it."

Thinking of that Weibo post, Jing Luo came to his senses. At that time, not only Mu Chenxi was present in the Weibo video, but also the public staff.

Jing Luo considered his choice of words, and said, "Why don't you suck Mu Chenxi's energy, but you...?"

Tang Ling sneered.

"Him? Let me tell you the truth, why did I send you a text message to ask you out," she said with a disdainful expression, "Mu Chenxi has kidney deficiency."

Jing Luo: "..."

"When I was with him before, what kind of life did I live? After serving him every night, I could only rely on myself," Tang Lin finished, and turned her eyes to him again, "Actually, after I died, I wanted to come to find Yours, who knew you had a..."

Song Yi glanced at her: "If there's anything else you want to say, get lost if you don't."

"Yes," Tang Lin narrowed her eyes, "Aren't you going to help me? I've thought about it for the past few days. Although my family members hate me, they don't have the guts to harm me. The most likely one is Mu Chenxi's side. assistant, and his agent."

Jing Luo: "Agent?"

"That woman is simply a pervert." Mentioning Liang Yuan, Tang Lin's mood fluctuated greatly, "Every time I have a room with Mu Chenxi and meet all the time, it is all set by her—she made a schedule Can you believe it?!"

"..." Jing Luo's expression was a bit complicated, "Mu Chenxi is also willing?"

"Why don't you want to, what Mu Chenxi listens to most is Liang Yuan's words."

"why?"

"It was Liang Yuan who made Mu Chenxi famous." Tang Lin got used to the pain caused by the iron chains on her body, and leaned against the wall. "As soon as she took office, she brought two great resources to Mu Chenxi."

Jing Luo immediately remembered what was said in the book "Light and Shadow".

"Okay, are you finished with the question?" Tang Lin said, "Can we go?"

She has been floating in the world for so long, and she is tired of being dumbfounded.

Heiwuchang took her by the hand and was about to leave when he was stopped by the person on the sofa.

Song Yi glanced impatiently at the cat lying on the table, "Is the bull head and horse face back?"

Hei Wuchang said: "Not yet."

"Then you take it back, it's right to raise a cat in the underworld." Song Yi said lightly.

After that time, what Jing Luo had to do every day was to check the door lock. This cat had completely lost its effect in Song Yi's heart.

The dead cat meowed pitifully, turned around and slipped into Jing Luo's arms.