How... could this be?

Things had begun to deviate from the initial prediction. Jiang Cheng had originally thought that Lin Chen was unaware of what Li Maoshen and the others were doing, and that Lin Chen's death was the result of an accident during a certain shoot.

But now, it seemed that Lin Chen not only knew about the affair between Li Maoshen and Yu Youwei, but also knew about the shoot they had planned.

She had secretly read Li Maoshen's diary, and even when they were gathered together discussing the plan, Lin Chen had stood outside the window, silently watching them.

She was fully aware of this deception!

But... why?

Why didn't she choose to expose them, or resist?

An ominous atmosphere fermented in Jiang Cheng's heart. He vaguely felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

The diary started on May 7th. Li Maoshen complained that the platform wouldn't allow him to skirt the rules, and that his videos weren't popular. Thus, he began to contemplate creating a blockbuster video.

And so, little by little, until June 10th, everything was finally ready, and filming began.

Throughout this process, the tone of Li Maoshen in the diary gave the impression that he was very motivated, but in just two short days, Li Maoshen's descriptions in the diary changed.

During the first shoot, the lights had a problem, but it could be seen that Li Maoshen didn't take it seriously at the time, and didn't think it was a big deal.

Then, during the second shoot, Li Maoshen began to hesitate in his diary, as if he had encountered some incomprehensible trouble.

After the third shoot, Li Maoshen's emotions were difficult to calm. They had filmed a black figure, but it wasn't one of them. Song Xiaoyou, who was pretending to be a ghost, hadn't even appeared yet.

In the fourth shoot, things developed in an even more bizarre direction. Yu Youwei, who was pretending to be a ghost, encountered something extremely terrifying while scaring Lin Chen.

She said that while hiding under the bed, someone grabbed her foot, and also said that Lin Chen was not right. Her head could instantly turn to her back, and from the front and back, she had no face, both sides were covered with hair!

Although Li Maoshen said that his accomplices wanted to use this as an excuse to ask for more money, his body was still very honest and ran to the temple to pray.

Jiang Cheng's eyes changed slightly. It seemed that they had... encountered a ghost during the filming.

And it had started from the first scene.

Could it be...

Just as Jiang Cheng hesitated, he saw Lin Chen beside him suddenly move. She slowly, slowly put down the diary, then lowered her head, covering her face with both hands.

Jiang Cheng didn't hear any sobbing. He only saw Lin Chen's thin body curled up, trembling slightly, a scene that was inexplicably distressing.

He didn't know how long it had been, but the darkness around him gave Jiang Cheng a sense of crisis. Lin Chen in front of him finally stopped.

She slowly stood up, filled a large glass of water in the kitchen, then walked back to the bedroom, pulled back the pillow that Jiang Cheng had slept on earlier. Under the pillow was a white plastic bottle.

Opening the plastic bottle, Lin Chen poured out a large handful of pills.

Sleeping pills.

For most people, it was a relatively common type of sleeping pill.

After a long period of torment, Lin Chen had finally chosen this dead end. She was already broken, hoping to end everything through death.

Jiang Cheng subconsciously walked up, wanting to snatch the pills from her hand.

But a bizarre scene occurred. His hand passed through Lin Chen's body without any resistance.

Once, twice... Jiang Cheng wanted to stop her, but he couldn't do it at all. Lin Chen at this time was like a holographic projection.

He and Lin Chen were not in the same time and space at all. He was a traveler who had come here after a long journey, able only to watch things happen, but not possessing the power to change them.

This was very similar to a Nightmare Assault.

No matter what they did in the nightmare, no matter how well they did it, they couldn't change the established facts. The past could not be changed. All they could do was to let themselves live as much as possible.

But Jiang Cheng reached into his pocket, and he thought of that painting.

The painting that Lin Chen had left behind herself.

Perhaps that painting could stop all of this.

Let her understand how terrible things would happen after her death. Wu, the man in black, was Lin Chen's creation. In a sense, Lin Chen was the source of everything.

She wouldn't understand what kind of terrifying monster her despair had created, and the endless, scalp-tingling tales of the strange.

Using Wu's benevolent side to dispel the despair in Lin Chen's heart was the only way to break the situation.

But just as he touched the painting, ready to take it out and show it to Lin Chen--

"Don't move." A low voice came over.

At the same time as he heard that voice, Jiang Cheng stopped immediately. He recognized the owner of this voice.

It was Wu.

At this moment, a dark shadow stood a few meters behind him, on that small balcony.

The hem of the black trench coat was constantly torn by the wind, the lean figure standing there like a battle flag stuck in the ground.

Under the brim of the hat were a pair of scarlet eyes.

Jiang Cheng's fingers, clutching the painting, moved slightly.

But the next second, he heard the sound of a knife being drawn.

It was hard to describe what it felt like. The knife hadn't even been drawn, but the chill had already spread out, and the aura brought by the blade pressed down on him, making it hard to breathe.

With his back to Wu, the man in black, Jiang Cheng slowly, slowly took his hand out of his pocket, then sensibly raised it up. "Don't be like this, brother," Jiang Cheng said. "We can talk things over."

He had also considered the possibility of taking out the painting instantly, and then awakening Lin Chen, but after thinking about it, he still felt that it was more important to save his life. As long as he was alive, there was always hope.

In those short ten seconds, Lin Chen had already swallowed a large handful of sleeping pills.

The thin figure sat on the edge of the bed, and Jiang Cheng watched helplessly as she gradually lost consciousness, and then fell onto the bed.

"She was already dead, wasn't she?" Jiang Cheng looked at the pitiful woman in front of him, his tone calm. "After her first death, you saved her."

Things gradually became clear. The time displayed on the electronic clock on the wall confirmed that the real Lin Chen had died long before filming, having committed suicide by taking an overdose of sleeping pills.

But after her death, she was resurrected by some strange power.

No need to guess, this was the work of the guy behind him.

After waking up, she was still using her previous body, and although there was nothing wrong with it from the outside, the inside of her body was gradually rotting.

This was also why the police's autopsy report came to such a conclusion.

At the same time, Lin Chen also lost the memory of that death, but afterwards, the arrival of the police reawakened everything.

So Lin Chen couldn't accept herself like this, her emotions collapsed again, and she chose to jump from the balcony.

This was the real time of Lin Chen's death, as understood by ordinary people.

As for the abnormalities that occurred during the filming, it was because Lin Chen was already dead at that time, so she naturally had some of the abilities of a ghost.

A person pretending to be a ghost, scaring a ghost pretending to be a person, Jiang Cheng thought that Li Maoshen was really a damn genius.