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At this moment, in a rented room located in a third-tier city a thousand miles away from Capital Metropolitan.
A man held a knife with a noticeable nick in one hand, casually wiping the blade.
His hand moved mechanically and without concern, but his eyes were constantly on the live stream’s chat messages.
Initially, the screen was filled with calls for [Scarlett Jennings], the final guest, and when the young man appeared, the excitement hadn’t diminished before it spiked again with Scarlett Jennings appearing in the live stream to shower gifts.
The man couldn’t help but grin as he saw the screen filled with that name, [Scarlett Jennings], and let out a chuckling laugh from his throat,
"So popular, indeed."
He had killed so many people, yet no one knew his name.
If he killed this Scarlett Jennings, wouldn’t that make him instantly famous online?
When he first started killing, he was afraid of being discovered.
So he chose targets who were migrant workers, people whose sudden disappearance wouldn’t attract much attention.
After each murder, he disposed of the bodies well.
But as he killed more, he grew increasingly dissatisfied with hiding in the shadows.
He began to approach the police proactively, finding a thrill in watching them chase their tails after his ’troublemaking’.
But that thrill wasn’t enough.
He wanted the whole world to see him.
Especially after hearing that many foreigners had a particular fascination with serial killers, it only solidified his intent.
To become famous, the quickest way was to kill another famous person.
"Scarlett Jennings, you’re the one."
Although he knew she belonged to the Mystical Sect, from those fragmented old videos he watched online.
They seemed just like some fancy magic for ghost sightings, wind-raising, or rainmaking.
They might work on ghosts, but they were useless against humans, especially evil humans.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this target was the most suitable one. He immediately ordered a plane ticket online, planning to attend the lecture in three days, presenting a shocking and bloody performance for the nationwide online audience!
Excited with his own thoughts, he failed to notice the ten or so Shadow Souls standing behind him, their gazes fixated on him.
Some had died years ago, others recently, but perhaps due to the immense fear they experienced before death and the heavy Evil Qi of the killer himself, despite wanting revenge, they couldn’t do anything but linger around him.
Add to that the resentment that couldn’t dissipate, their inability to reincarnate day after day, their soul bodies grew numb.
But among these numbed ghost spirits, there was a new ghost, whose originally sinister and deadpan expression slightly changed upon hearing the man’s mention of "Scarlett Jennings".
Its ghostly eyes opened wide slowly, first filled with anger.
Angry that someone dared to target Scarlett and intended to harm her.
Then, gradually, it loosened up.
Although this man was terrifying, her girl, specializing in dealing with evil men and ghosts, considered this man nothing more than a clown.
Realizing this, the new ghost looked again at the man’s back and slowly curled into a grin.
Her smile was somewhat schadenfreude, but as a newly formed ghost not yet adept at controlling her expressions, it came off as increasingly sinister and terrifying...
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