Aoba Office

On the Internet, people crying, mourning, sympathizing, and all kinds of "RIP" and tearful emoticons flooded the screen. People who knew Gu Yan, those who didn't know Gu Yan, fans of Gu Yan, and unrelated passers-by all joined in the fun.

At the same time, Gu Yanhei was jumping up and down happily, making sarcastic remarks and spreading rumors at will.

Within a few minutes, various entertainment industry public accounts on social networking sites began to collectively flood the screen. The pictures are different and the text is slightly different, but the content is similar.

Within a few minutes, in addition to these similar drafts, there were a lot of rumors.

Without naming anyone, he just said that he had heard that a certain celebrity drank and slept with him, and played crazy, but he was not treated as a human being. He should have known that he was crazy;

When asked by name, he directly said that he had heard a friend from Gu Yan’s agency mention that Gu Yan was dependent on drugs and always carried a pill bottle with him;

Then there are the passers-by who don’t know whether it’s true or not, saying that they saw someone who looked like Gu Yan coming out of the psychiatrist’s office in some hospital somewhere;

…

The one who seemed somewhat reliable was the passenger who claimed to be on the same flight as Gu Yan. They actually saw Gu Yan yelling like crazy, pushing away her agent and flight attendant, rushing into the bathroom, and locking herself up. She was still struggling for her life until the flight attendant forcibly opened the bathroom door and dragged her out.

All kinds of things on the Internet.

For a moment, I didn’t know what emotions to use to face these contents.

I know Gu Yan, Gu Yan doesn’t know me, but I’m not Gu Yan’s fan. I don't know what her private life is like or what kind of pressure she is under. I don't even know much about her masterpieces. Perhaps, without that female ghost, Gu Yan would have committed suicide one day. But this time, there was a murderer. It was a murder.

I tightened my grip on the phone.

This isn't the first time I've regretted something like this. I have also made up my mind that if I see evil ghosts in the future, I will take action directly to eliminate them.

But, by nature, I am not that kind of person.

I am not one of those exorcists who hate evil spirits and will attack them indiscriminately when I see them.

The dreams I experienced were not just about killing evil spirits.

I really saw too many ghosts.

Ye Qing is an evil ghost in the eyes of the exorcist. But I'm working with him.

"Brother Qi?" The thin man suddenly patted my back.

My body trembled like an electric shock, and I turned to look at the thin man.

"Are you okay?" The thin man asked with concern. He glanced at the screen of my mobile phone and said, "Don't think so much. Some people are like this. They are like dogs in real life. They just curse people on the Internet, including black people. It seems that except for him, everyone else in the world is trash. .Ignore those scum.”

"Oh...I'm not angry about this." I smiled bitterly and shook my head, "I'm just..."

I didn't go on.

I don't know what to say either.

Express determination?

It’s not like I’ve never made this determination before.

But after a while and experiencing something else, my thoughts will change.

I have never used that kind of no-reason approach.

"Her death has nothing to do with you." Chen Xiaoqiu said suddenly.

I raised my eyes and looked at Chen Xiaoqiu.

"You just had a chance to save her. It wasn't you who killed her." Chen Xiaoqiu didn't look back and was still browsing the web. "It wasn't you who forced her to death."

"That's the truth." I looked down at the screen of my phone.

The thin man sighed and patted my shoulder again.

"You seem to have made a mistake." Chen Xiaoqiu turned around at this time.

Chen Xiaoqiu and I looked at each other.

"Although your ability makes it possible for you to become a savior and a hero, you are not. No one in this world is responsible for a stranger, let alone saving the world." Chen Xiaoqiu said something Cold.

"That's right! Even the police and doctors didn't say they must save everyone. Don't think too much." The thin man gave an unreliable summary.

"One more thing." Chen Xiaoqiu added, "Don't forget that you have that kind of ability. In other words, you have very high qualifications in the supernatural field. If your emotions are too strong, you will easily lose control. It's better to be careful. ”

Chen Xiaoqiu’s last reminder sounded the alarm for me.

My first reaction was not about my own situation, but about the situation online.

The fat man and I thought about it together and said, "Do you think this kind of public opinion environment will give birth to a spirit?"

We all looked at the fat man.

"There must be a lot of people who hate this kind of thing. There have been several cross-industry scolding battles in the past. Now it seems that it is about to start again. I saw that many of the people who forwarded comments are not people who follow the entertainment industry. A mere passerby can't stand the sight of someone posting something like this after Gu Yan's death... If the public opinion continues to ferment and more people are involved... If some Gu Yanhei does something extreme..."

The fat man did not continue.

The scenario he posited sounded reasonable and likely to happen.

In this case, a spirit might really be born.

The generation of spirit requires people's strong thoughts, and in addition, it also needs a medium.

Will the dead Gu Yan become that medium?

Will her corpse and her ghost be transformed directly into a spirit?

I'm not so sure about that. Gu Yan was not in a good state when he died. His entire consciousness was empty and he was in a state of complete mental breakdown. In this state, her soul is out of body after death, and she is also a numb and sluggish soul.

Will it become a spirit?

"Ah!" Guo Yujie suddenly shouted, and the next second she shouted angrily, "Someone made a picture! Look at this! It's so wicked!"

Guo Yujie turned the computer monitor over to us.

What was displayed in full screen was a mosaic promotional picture. The original picture should be a hard photo of Gu Yan. What she was originally wearing can no longer be seen. Apart from the mosaic, only part of Gu Yan's exposed skin can be seen. There are also texts on the pictures, which read rough text such as "Out-of-print private photos of Goddess Yan", "Collection of collections", "Nurses, teachers and students' outfits", "Encyclopedia of postures".

What this picture implies is too obvious.

Guo Yujie turned off the full screen and showed us the content of the blog post.

That was even more of a blatant insult. The compressed package was sold at a clearly marked price, and at the end it was added, "Photos of goddess corpses with heavy flavor, Ice Love is not to be missed."

The funny face and dog-headed expressions seemed to indicate that he was joking.

The comments below this blog post have been closed, but there are various contents in the repost. Those who protested, those who complained, and those who followed the heckles and said they wanted to buy or said they had more content...

Guo Yujie was so angry that she trembled and bitterly clicked the report button.

In just one report, the content had been forwarded over 3,000 times.

I felt flustered.

This panic became more intense after my phone rang.

The notification sound is a reminder that the social account I follow has been updated.

As soon as I opened it, I saw the content posted by Nantian. He forwarded the obituary issued by Gu Yan's agency, saying that he was in mourning for Gu Yan, and that he had enjoyed working with Gu Yan several times, praising her as a diligent, conscientious, and very friendly person.

I clicked on the content and found an incompatible statement among the candles and crying emoticons in the comments.

"Nan Shen, don't be deceived! That goddess bitch is not a good person at all!"

Speaker, my Nan Shen is the cutest.

An empty account.

The next second, this account and this statement disappeared.

Double last day! Hurry up and vote! o(*￣︶￣*)o