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Chapter 170 You Are Different
46L: ? ? ? ? Isn't that even more terrifying?!
47L: Then the police investigated the person behind the text message, but the investigation showed that the text message was clearly from an empty number. Moreover, even if my grandmother blocked the number with her phone number, other numbers would still send messages to my grandmother. After changing the number, the other party would leave some provocative words.
48L: Originally, they would only say how many days you have left to live, but after being blocked, the text message also included a threat like, "You can't escape, don't even think about running away." My whole family really can't take it anymore.
49L: In that case, I have an idea, OP. Why don't you take your grandma's phone and give her yours instead?
50L: That makes sense!! OP, take a look at this suggestion! If you exchange phones like this, your grandma won't receive those messages anymore, she can focus on her treatment, and won't live in fear. Plus, you can continue investigating who the other person is.
51L: We tried, we tried, we did try—but for some reason, I don't know why, after I took my grandma's phone, the text message wasn't sent to my grandma's phone, but to the phone she was holding at the time, which is my phone.
52L: There are more provocations, like, "I'm getting closer to you, you can't escape, stop hiding, come with me."
53L: ...Is this post really not some kind of horror simulation?
54L: I guarantee it's not.
[A collage of all threatening text messages from December to January.jpg]
55L: I dare not continue reading this post. I'm going to stock up and wait for further developments.
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83L: Those of you waiting for the follow-up don't need to wait any longer. My grandmother died, exactly at the same time as the death certificate the other side photoshopped. The time of death announcements was exactly the same every time, and the other side's announcements were very accurate. My grandmother did indeed die at that exact moment.
84L: Some netizens may still have questions. My family is in the same situation, but even if we find out the truth, my grandmother will never come back.
85L: This is my last reply to this thread. Before my grandmother died, she received a final text message with an attached photo of her face. We were all right next to her, and there were many security cameras pointed at her, but no one took a picture, and no one saw anyone else taking pictures. Yet, my grandmother died so suddenly and inexplicably. I can't accept it. Fortunately, she looked peaceful before she died, and it seems she didn't suffer much. We rarely took pictures of her, and all the photos we took of her before mysteriously disappeared. So, the only photo we have that can be used as her tombstone portrait is the one the murderer took of her—it's hilarious. But now that she's dead, even if we knew who it was, she can't come back. So, let's leave this thread at that.
86L: Wait? Holy crap. That's terrifying. Holy crap!!!
87L: How come something real is happening on our fabricated paranormal forum? What the heck?
88L: OP, come out here and say this is made up!!
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Hundreds of comments were immediately drawn because of the original poster's comment.
Interspersed throughout were analyses of the entire post's details, attempting to prove it was actually a prank, which only made it seem more real; quotes from earlier posts advising people to run away, claiming they revealed the truth; and analyses of the truth by materialists, assuming the post's content wasn't fabricated.
In short, everyone displayed their unique abilities as they descended hundreds of floors.
Jiang Xingni and Xie Yungui spent nearly an hour just looking at the backup of the entire post.
It wasn't until the post spread widely and even beyond the circle that it caught people's attention and was dealt with.
The last post before the issue was resolved was also made by the original poster.
1002L: I didn't expect this post to get so much attention. I hope this is just something I made up, but I would never joke about my grandmother's life or death. If anyone wants to investigate, they can go to the hospital where she was and ask the doctors and nurses. I guarantee I'm not hiding anything, and I would never spend so much money to bribe them. Finally, this is really my last reply. This post will be archived. Just consider all of this as me talking nonsense.
[This post has been banned for violating relevant laws and regulations]
Jiang Xingni had some vague clues in his mind, but these clues were not enough to piece together the truth right now.
She knew that this monster was not the culprit behind the death of the poster's grandmother, but Jiang Xingni could not be sure whether the monster had any ill intentions towards humans.
Furthermore, it is impossible to determine the cause and effect of this ghost and Grandma's death—whether death attracted the ghost, causing it to issue a death warning to the person who attracted it, or whether the ghost hastened Grandma's death.
Did this series of bizarre actions also influence the date of death?
As for that little girl, and the "mother" Jiang Xingni saw in his dream...
Jiang Xingni just sighed deeply—stop using such outdated character elements!
The family conflict was already brought up once by Song Juexiao. If this story is also about family conflicts, won't real-world readers get tired of it?
After careful consideration, Jiang Xingni ruled out the possibility of family conflict, but retained her suspicions about "Mom".
Xie Yungui simply stood opposite Jiang Xingni, resting his chin on his hand, staring intently at Jiang Xingni's face without blinking.
Seeing Jiang Xingni raise her head and give him a puzzled look, Xie Yungui smiled and said, "I'm looking at you."
"Since I finally have this rare opportunity to look at you without any worries, of course I want to spend as much time with you as possible!"
Jiang Xing stared at Xie Yungui for a while.
"You don't know what happened," Jiang Xingni said thoughtfully. "Or rather, the course of events in your memory is different from what's happening now."
Xie Yungui shrugged, glancing at the documents Jiang Xingni had laid out: "It's only temporary. We might find out later."
After shifting his gaze away from Jiang Xingni, his expression noticeably turned cold.
"Even without any supernatural elements, the poster's grandmother was going to die anyway—what difference does it make whether she dies sooner or later?"
Jiang Xingnian remained noncommittal.
However, we can also deduce what kind of person Xie Yungui is from these few sentences.
"Then what difference does it make whether I die sooner or later?" Jiang Xingni said.
Xie Yungui's expression remained unchanged, his red eyes quietly fixed on Jiang Xingni.
He said, "You're different."