"This... isn't it just the door frame?" Chuci felt a chill down his spine, reminiscent of a horror film, goosebumps rising, "Did you see anything?"
"Nothing much, forget it if you can't see it." Jiang Yuan instructed the staff to retrieve surveillance footage of the same floor from before the other victims died.
The cubicle of the girl who suddenly died on the tenth floor was right within the company's surveillance view, and Jiang Yuan clearly saw the ghost of the mistress, disheveled and covered in blood, suddenly appear.
Staring at the girl for a while, she suddenly stood behind her, her blood-covered right hand piercing into the girl's back, and within five seconds, the unfortunate girl's body slumped over her desk, lifeless.
Afterward, the ghost lowered her head, pulled her hand back, and silently clutched her chest as if holding something precious.
The next second, she seemed to realize the presence of a surveillance camera, quickly turned, and smiled fiercely!
