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

The soul trapped within the walls is firmly imprisoned, unable to leave the room. He witnessed the landlord's lavish hospitality towards you, exactly as he had treated him, and realized that you would be the next victim.

So he makes noises every night, and his shadow appears in the middle of the night, and he shows himself in the mirror. It's not that he wants to harm you, but he's doing everything he can to warn you and urge you to move away from the danger as soon as possible.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments.

[It turns out to be a kind-hearted wronged spirit! I thought it was a vengeful ghost harming people.]

Even ghosts in this world can be good or evil. This one is truly pitiful, trapped inside the wall for three years.

[It's terrifying to think about. Luckily, Brother Long saw the live stream, otherwise he would be dead.]

Brother Long felt a chill run down his spine, his palms were sweating profusely, and he hurriedly asked, "Master, what should I do now?"

"Immediately lock the door from the inside, call the police right away, and tell them everything that's going on here."

Brother Long hesitated: "But...would the police believe this? It sounds too far-fetched for me to say there's a body buried inside the wall."

"I will believe you." Shen Jingshu said firmly, looking up at the camera and speaking slowly to the live stream, "The four police officers listening in the live stream right now have probably heard the whole story. When you receive a report, please go to the scene for on-site investigation."

On the other side of the screen, the police officers who were monitoring the live stream were not surprised that Shen Jingshu had immediately identified them as being in the live stream. They had already personally experienced the abilities of this "Master Shen," and many clues to unsolved cases came from her live streams. Monitoring her here was, in essence, a way to boost their performance.

After hearing this, Brother Long made up his mind to try it, regardless of whether it was true or not. He hung up the live stream and immediately dialed the police.

The police officers who received the report patiently comforted Brother Long and told him to protect his own safety. They then dispatched police forces to the urban village to respond to the call.

About half an hour later, the sharp sound of police sirens rang out in the streets and alleys of the urban village. Many residents in the surrounding area opened their windows and looked out curiously, wondering what serious incident had occurred.

The police car drove straight to the apartment building where Brother Long lived.

Landlord Lao Wang had initially joined the crowd, eager to see what was happening, but when he saw the police heading straight for his building, his heart skipped a beat, and a sense of unease washed over him. However, he quickly suppressed his panic and tried to reassure himself.

Three years have passed since that incident. The fitness coach who died had a broken family; his parents had long since divorced and he had almost completely cut off contact with his family. Even if he disappeared into thin air, no one would bother to investigate. Everything had been calm for so long, and it was impossible for the truth to be revealed.

Several police officers quickly went upstairs and knocked on Brother Long's door.

Old Wang followed closely behind and came downstairs, wondering to himself if Brother Long had gotten into some trouble outside and broken the law.

Hearing the knocking, Brother Long took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Did you call the police?" the lead officer asked.

"It's me." Brother Long nodded, his gaze passing over the policeman in front of him, and he immediately spotted the landlord, Old Wang, standing not far away. He quickly lowered his voice, "Officer, the murderer is right behind you."

Upon hearing the sound, all the police officers turned to look at Old Wang.

Old Wang felt a pang of panic as several eyes locked onto him, but he forced himself to remain calm, putting on a nonchalant smile as he stepped forward.

"Officer, what happened? This is my tenant, is something wrong?"

"Are you the landlord of this house? We received a tip that there is a cold case hidden in this house."

Old Wang's expression changed slightly. He waved his hands repeatedly and loudly protested, "How could this be! Who's spreading these rumors? My house has been rented out peacefully for so many years, and nothing like this has ever happened before. Officers, you must have made a mistake!"

"Is there a mistake? A quick check inside will clarify things. Since we received the report, we must investigate according to regulations."

Old Wang was inwardly pounding with anxiety, but he forced a calm expression and nodded reluctantly: "Okay, officers, you can search as you please."

"You're the landlord, come in with us." As soon as the lead officer finished speaking, the young officer next to him immediately stepped forward, firmly blocking Lao Wang's escape route and holding him in place. With nowhere to retreat, Lao Wang could only grit his teeth and follow the group into the rented room.

Brother Long stood aside, deliberately keeping his distance from Lao Wang. The thought of the perverted thoughts hidden beneath Lao Wang's kind exterior made him feel nauseous, and he dared not approach him.

The police officers carefully inspected the house and found nothing unusual to the naked eye. Finally, their attention settled on the mirrored wall in the bathroom.

Seeing this, Old Wang quickly spoke up, his tone carrying a hint of feigned dissatisfaction: "Officer, look, we've searched the entire house, and there's nothing unusual at all. Someone must have made a false report, wasting police resources for nothing. This kind of person should be held accountable."

"The investigation isn't finished yet, so there's no need to rush."

"The house is so small, where is there any place that hasn't been checked?"

"We received a report that the victim's remains were hidden in the wall behind the mirror in the bathroom."

Upon hearing this, Old Wang's face turned deathly pale, his pupils contracted sharply, and his heart sank. He couldn't understand it at all. He had kept this matter extremely secret; no one knew about it except himself, not even his wife.

After committing the crime, he lied to the public, claiming that the tenant was unable to pay the rent and had left without saying goodbye. His wife scolded the tenant for a long time because of this, and he also pretended to be a wronged landlord. This matter should have been buried forever.

"That's impossible! Officer, you must be joking. How could someone possibly hide inside a wall?" Old Wang hurriedly protested.

"Whether it's real or not, we'll know once we break into the wall." The police were prepared. When they received the report, Brother Long explained the location where the remains were hidden, and forensic experts and technicians arrived at the scene quickly.

Police officers set up a cordon, carefully removed the decorative mirrors from the wall, and then began to break down the wall.

About ten minutes later, a dull knocking sound came from the bathroom wall. As the bricks were pried open one by one, a skeleton that had long since turned into white bones appeared before everyone's eyes.

Seeing the skeletons being dug out of the wall with his own eyes sent a chill down Brother Long's spine. He was filled with lingering fear, realizing that if he hadn't sought help in time, he would have been the next victim.

Old Wang, standing to the side, was ashen-faced and trembling all over. The secret he had kept hidden for three years had been completely exposed, and all his pretense had collapsed.

The police officer looked at the distraught Old Wang and said in a serious tone, "Human remains were found in your house. You are suspected of intentional homicide. Come with us to the police station for investigation."

With the situation hopeless, Old Wang had no strength left to struggle. He hung his head and was escorted out of the rented room by the police officers.