Not only did their death seem somewhat mysterious, but they were also branded with the stigma of trafficking women.
And at that time, I was almost eighteen, couldn’t go back to the orphanage, and had no money.
Out of twenty–four hours a day, I could only sleep for three or four.
I went to school during the day and did all kinds of part–time jobs in my spare time.
By the time I came to my senses, it had been a long time since my adoptive parents‘ incident.
It was also from that time that I accepted the fact that I could see ghosts and slowly turned it into my profession.
Since no one loved me, nothing was more important than money.
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As usual, before taking on a job, I always investigated the client’s background.
This investigation revealed some interesting things.
It turned out that my client was none other than my dear older brother.
I hadn’t planned on revenge or anything, but since I stumbled upon this, I had to take the job.
Learning that my mother was also on her way, i deliberately gave up a first–class flight seat and decided to see what she looked like now on
the train.
Well… she was as annoying as ever.
To me, she was just a stranger, an old woman.
That was also the last chance I gave her.
Not only did she fail to cherish it, but she also put her son’s life at stake.
While they were celebrating, I timely told them the truth: “The ghost hasn’t left. She’s right beside you, ready to strike again at any moment.”
The old lady’s expression turned vicious and malevolent upon hearing this. She looked around.
With me backing her up, she wasn’t even afraid of ghosts anymore: “Master, you must help me drive this evil ghost away.”
“It’s best if you make her disappear completely.”
I nodded: “I will certainly make the evil one disappear.”
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I laid out my magical items all over the floor, pretending to wave my wand in the air.
The female ghost hid in the corner, watching me vigilantly and confusedly.
I pretended to be attacked and fell backward.
I collapsed on the ground, clutching my chest, acting weak… and winked at the female ghost.
“Look how weak you are, why don’t you absorb more of his energy?”
Seeing that I truly meant her no harm, the female ghost grew bolder.
While the old lady watched in bewilderment, Jack suddenly cried out.
12:04 PM C
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He clutched his neck, as if being pinned down by someone, struggling desperately but unable to get up.
Jack’s face turned the color of a pig’s liver: “Spare… spare me.”
The old lady crawled to the bedside: “My son, my son, what’s wrong?”
Jack was too preoccupied to respond, so the old lady turned to look at me.
“Master, you must save my son!”
“Master, I paid you $50,000.”
I stood up and walked towards her, holding my waist and questioning her: “Did you steal my bag?”
The old lady’s demeanor suddenly weakened, her eyes darting around as she stammered: “What bag? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“On the train, the thing I had in my pocket. Wasn’t it you who stole it?”
My words hit the mark, and the old lady suddenly reacted like her tail had been stepped on, screeching: “Don’t accuse me! I wouldn’t even look at your things. I can afford to buy them myself.”
Seeing her act like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water, I let out a light “Oh“: “I don’t know about that. It’s just that I can’t find that thing, and I don’t know if your son will live to see tomorrow’s sun.”
The old lady was successfully frightened to tears by me, trembling as she said: “I thought you had something valuable, so I… it was just a rope, I threw it away at the train station.”
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Heaven’s vengeance is slow but sure, man’s vengeance is swift and certain.
Jack, who was already feeling like he was burning in hell, was nearly suffocated by his mother’s words.
“Mom, I’ve told you so many times to keep your hands… clean.”
“You’re going to… kill me… ah!”
