Stepdaughter of a wealthy family? The little darling of a Beijing tycoon

After listening to Brother Long recount the whole story, Shen Jingshu instructed, "Stand up now, turn the camera around, and film the entire room one by one for me to see."

"Good master."

Brother Long quickly rolled out of bed, the metal frame creaking under the weight. He slipped on his flip-flops, held up his phone, and slowly walked around, recording every corner of the room.

When the camera panned to the bathroom mirror, Shen Jingshu's gaze sharpened slightly. Through the mirror, she clearly saw a ghostly figure lurking behind it. She remained calm and didn't make a sound, quietly observing the entire room.

In fact, the moment the connection was established, she sensed a faint aura of yin energy surrounding Brother Long, a trace left by his long-term association with ghosts.

After Brother Long finished filming, Shen Jingshu slowly spoke: "You did indeed bump into something dirty."

"Really? Master, please don't scare me!" Brother Long's voice trembled slightly. "Even though I'm a grown man, I'm still afraid when faced with these unknown things."

"I'm not trying to scare you. That ghost is hiding behind the mirror in your bathroom."

"What?!"

Brother Long staggered back several steps, his voice trembling, and frantically pleaded into the camera, "Master, save me! Please help me! I only have a little over six hundred yuan left, I'll transfer it all to you, please take it!"

"Calm down, don't panic too much," Shen Jingshu said calmly to soothe his emotions. "It has no intention of harming you, and from beginning to end, it has never intended to hurt you."

Brother Long looked utterly bewildered: "If it doesn't want to harm me, why does it keep bothering me?"

He's warning you.

"Warning? What am I supposed to be warned about?"

"He's warning you to move out of this house as soon as possible and stop living here. If you stay, you'll face a deadly fate."

"How could this be?" Brother Long looked incredulous. "I'm just a middle-aged man living alone in a strange place. I have no enemies and no savings. Who would want to harm me? It just doesn't make sense."

"Misfortune doesn't necessarily come from money or grudges; sometimes, the problem lies precisely in the person you are," Shen Jingshu said calmly.

Brother Long's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "Master, what will happen if I continue to stay here?"

"If you continue to stay here, you will lose your life within a month."

"It's that serious?!" Brother Long gasped.

"That's right. The person who wants to harm you is your landlord, Old Wang."

"Impossible!" Brother Long's eyes widened in disbelief. "How could it be Lao Wang? We've always gotten along very well, never even argued. Sometimes when I come home late from get off work, he'll leave me some food, and he'll even ask me to work out with him in his free time. He has absolutely no reason to harm me!"

"The soul in this house died at the hands of the landlord, Old Wang," Shen Jingshu said calmly. "His remains are embedded behind the bathroom mirror, with his skull facing the mirror."

As soon as these words were spoken, the live stream chat exploded with comments, and countless netizens typed out their questions.

Good heavens! There was a corpse hiding behind the mirror!

What was the landlord's motive for murder? Robbery doesn't make sense either; the victim was a man, so there's no question of sexual assault.

Brother Long was also filled with confusion: "Why did Old Wang want to kill him?"

"Your landlord is a deeply hidden pervert, and he also likes men."

As soon as he said that, Brother Long and countless viewers in the live stream suddenly understood, and all the doubts were instantly explained.

"But I can't tell at all. He looks perfectly normal, and he's even married with two children." Brother Long was still somewhat dazed.

"Some people are very good at hiding their orientation. They may have a wife and children, but that doesn't mean they don't have same-sex attraction. Marriage and children are just a protective shell they use to conceal their true orientation."

After hearing the truth, Brother Long felt goosebumps rise all over his body, a chill ran down his neck, and he felt indescribably uncomfortable all over.

He never imagined that his landlord, Old Wang, who treated him like a brother and with whom he had a harmonious relationship, would harbor such thoughts. It turned out that all the initial favors and low-priced rentals he received were because he had designs on him.

Brother Long is a straight man through and through, and he has no different thoughts about men. Just thinking about this makes me feel a chill.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments, one after another popping up.

My God, this is terrifying to think about!

Now I understand, she just wanted Brother Long's muscular physique.

No wonder he always asks Brother Long for fitness advice; he doesn't really want to learn, he's clearly using this as an excuse to get close to him.

[This does happen in real life; many muscular and strong men are deliberately approached by other men.]

Thankfully, a ghost was desperately trying to warn him, otherwise he would have been gone in another month!

Brother Long's hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and his voice shook: "So... all that kindness he showed me at the beginning, renting me a place at a low price, saving me food, and inviting me to work out together, was all for ulterior motives?"

Shen Jingshu nodded gently: "That's right. You're tall and have a strong, muscular build from years of working out, which perfectly suits his taste. The reason he was willing to rent the house to you cheaply wasn't simply out of pity for your situation."

"The person who died before must have been like me..." Brother Long stopped mid-sentence, not daring to continue thinking, a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

"That's right. The tenant who was murdered before you was also a fitness enthusiast and worked as a fitness instructor. He had just arrived in this city and was short of money, so he rented this room because he couldn't find a place to live."

He was younger and more energetic than you. The landlord, attracted by his looks and physique, rented the apartment at a low price and made every effort to befriend him. One day, he drank a glass of juice the landlord offered and immediately fell into a deep sleep. The landlord, using a spare key, broke in and assaulted him. The man nearly woke up, and fearing he would cry for help, the landlord, without hesitation, dragged him into the bathroom and brutally murdered him.

During his first murder, Old Wang was filled with fear, but after calming down, he remembered that he used to work as a cement worker on construction sites and knew how to build walls. He bought bricks, cement, and sand, and sealed the body directly into the bathroom wall. This murder case was covered up for three whole years.

Your appearance reignited the landlord's evil intentions. If you don't get selected to call for help tonight, a month later you will suffer the same fate as that person, be assaulted, and ultimately die a horrible death here.