Chapter 1 U Peng's Visit

Wu Peng went to Uncle Jia's hospital room. The doctor was giving him a routine check-up.

Seeing Wu Peng enter, Father Jia hurriedly asked him, "Little Wu, Junjun, she..."

Wu Peng knew what he was worried about, and quickly said, "She's fine, Uncle Jia. Focus on your recovery."

The doctor saw Wu Peng carrying a box of milk and fruit from the hospital cafeteria and said to him, "You must be a family member. The patient's condition is stable now, but as a precaution, we recommend that he stay in the hospital for a while longer until his condition stabilizes before being discharged."

"Okay," Wu Peng nodded in agreement.

Before he came, Jia Wenjun had told him that if the doctor wanted her father to stay in the hospital longer, he should agree on her behalf. After all, with two caregivers watching him every day, she wouldn't have to worry as much as if he went home and no one was there to look after him.

After the doctor left, Wu Peng made a video call to Jia Wenjun, and Father Jia was finally able to see his wife and daughter.

Seeing that his wife was also wearing a hospital gown, Father Jia realized that she had also been injured and hospitalized.

While the three family members were talking, Wu Peng took the water bottle to the water room to fetch water.

As he walked down the hallway, he suddenly thought of Aunt Jia's account of seeing the female ghost back then.

At this time, Aunt Jia was also telling her husband about this matter. Perhaps because her family was by her side, she was not as scared as she had been when she first woke up, and her description was much more detailed.

Jia Wenjun had also wanted to wait until her mother's emotions had stabilized before asking for more details, and now she was getting the full story.

Aunt Jia pointed to her shoulder and gestured, "The female ghost's hair was this long, tall and thin."

After speaking, she glanced at her daughter next to her, "The female ghost's figure was about the same as yours, about the same height too."

Though spoken without intention, the listener was mindful. These words made Jia Wenjun's brow twitch.

When Zhao Di was pushed into the water, the woman in the video had the same figure and hairstyle as her, and wore the same clothes. This was why everyone was certain that she had harmed Zhao Di.

Now, the person scaring her mother also had this figure... A bizarre and terrifying thought emerged in her mind: Could the person in the video and the "ghost" in the hospital be the same person?

Aunt Jia continued to describe to her husband, "I'm not making it up. The ghost's figure really was similar to Junjun's. She was wearing a tight-fitting red dress, and her face was covered in blood. She didn't say anything, just walked towards me step by step. I still get goosebumps when I think about it."

Father Jia was getting annoyed, "Hey, stop talking about our daughter. How is the hospital dealing with this?"

"The hospital called the police, and they are investigating now, but there are no security cameras, and the hospital is so crowded, it's hard to investigate. We can only wait for news."

Jia Wenjun couldn't hear her parents' conversation. Her mind was filled with thoughts of the possibility that the ghost was the same person who had framed her on the ship. If it was the same person, then that person was likely near her right now, posing a deadly threat to her and her family at any moment.

She felt cold all over, and her mind was in a state of chaos. She wanted to calm down and quickly think of a solution, but her mind was buzzing. It wasn't until her mother covered her hand and exclaimed, "Junjun, why are your hands so cold?"

Jia Wenjun snapped back to reality, "I... I'm fine."

Wu Peng's voice came from the phone; he had returned with the water.

Thinking of Wu Peng, Jia Wenjun's spirits suddenly rose again. She had help now. She was no longer the isolated and helpless Jia Wenjun on the ship, unable to defend herself. She had a legal team, and she had her parents and family. If the other party wanted to harm her here, she wouldn't let them succeed so easily.

Her determination gradually returned. She picked up the phone and asked, "Lawyer Wu, are you busy this afternoon? If not, could you come over here for a bit? There are some things I want to discuss with you."

Wu Peng glanced at the time, "Okay, take a rest for a while. I'll go to the law firm and come back to find you later."

Seeing that her father was still in good spirits, Jia Wenjun gave him a few instructions and had him hang up the phone to rest.

Her mother also lay down, and Jia Wenjun herself lay on the hospital bed, forcing herself to calm down.

The caregiver was chatting with someone outside the door. She closed her eyes, trying to sort out the chaotic thoughts in her mind.

Who was the person acting like a ghost? Was it someone from the ship? If not, how could they have appeared on the ship?

The ship belonged to Anna. Could she be the mastermind behind this? And those carpets on Anna's ship... she seemed to have seen them somewhere before. Where exactly was it?

Perhaps because she hadn't rested well in the past few days, she leaned against the bed. The sunlight from the window shone in, making her feel warm all over. She unknowingly dozed off.

In a daze, she seemed to have entered an elevator. This elevator seemed familiar. Upon closer inspection, it was indeed the elevator in Anna's building.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Da Huang rushed out. Why was it here? Wasn't it supposed to be in her building? Jia Wenjun grabbed Da Huang's collar and pulled it into the corridor. There was smoke in the corridor. She covered her nose and suddenly realized that this was the day of the explosion!

Jia Wenjun felt as if she could see through the smoke. The smoke was like cotton. She slowly parted these light cottony wisps and saw a flash of blue light from the door of the apartment.

The blue light disappeared in an instant, followed by a layer of yellow light mist. The light mist struck her body with a force. She leaned back, and strangely, this lean caused her to enter the room. She carefully looked around. This was the home of the girl who had jumped to her death!

She remembered that this was the scene of the apartment explosion she had handled at the time. Although it was a dream, perhaps because she had personally experienced it, the dream was extremely real. The scene was vivid, and even the cracks on the wall and the shoe prints on the white wall were clearly visible.

Jia Wenjun didn't know why she was dreaming about this place. She wanted to take a closer look, but her body involuntarily lay down and floated to the ground. Then, like taking an elevator, she began to fall desperately.

Although the floor of the building was rushing past her eyes, she didn't feel the contraction in her abdomen that usually accompanied a fall. The feeling was more of a visual shock. Her body passed through the building without resistance, passing through the interior of each apartment of the same layout like a ghost. Finally, with a sudden stop, Jia Wenjun lay on the floor of Anna's house.

She looked towards the balcony with some confusion. That was the direction the light was coming from. Several green plants were still placed on the edge of the balcony.

She got up from the floor and looked around. She had been here several times, so she was somewhat familiar with it. She slowly took two steps towards the balcony. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Anna's bedroom door was ajar. The light in the bedroom was not bright, unlike the living room where Jia Wenjun was. The windows were closed tightly, and a sliver of light from the gap in the curtains shone on the carpet on the bedroom floor.

In an instant, everything she had been racking her brains to remember suddenly came back to her.

That's right, the last time she came to investigate the scene, she had also passed by Anna's room like this. Although it was only a glance, she still saw the scene inside her room. The carpet on the floor at that time had the exact same pattern as the carpets on the ship that were hiding the drugs.

At the time, there were too many things happening, and she didn't think much about it. This one glance had been thrown to the back of her mind. Now, as she thought about it during the day, she dreamed about it at night, and she finally remembered it in her dream.