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Chapter 43

    When Yasmin found out she was being targeted by the murderer, she got me to lure the murderer


    res her behalf. Yasmin was a selfish woman, and everyone could see that, except for thicknes


    Zion looked meaningfully at Michael. Was he really that foolish? Or was there some hidden agradat


    “I’m sorry… I don’t have the red dress anymore,” Vasmin stammered, hesitating to give it here


    1. 1. she didn’t want the police to find out anything


    Taken aback, Michael said, “But clearly…”


    Clearly, there was another one. Yasmin had said she liked that one very much, and Michael bought


    it


    for her


    “That… That one got ruined in the wash. It bled in the washing machine, so I threw it away,” she


    stuttered.


    Michael didn’t say much after that.


    Rachel was so angry that her eyes were bulging with redness when she asserted, “Tell me the


    brand and style of the dress. I’ll buy one myself.”


    Michael remained silent for a long time before answering, “It’s the Luxe Yonder autumn collection


    There’s only one red dress in that collection.”


    Listening to his words, my heart ached faintly. When I was 18, he asked me what gift I wanted, and


    I said, “Give me a dress. I like the designs of Luxe Yonder.”


    He agreed, but in the following years, the person he bought dresses for was no longer me.


    Toozy to say anything anymore, Rachel only nced at him before walking away. He’d better not


    regret it after this.


    With furrowed brows, Zion followed her out and uttered to himself, “There’s something wrong with


    Yasmin.”


    “Officer Landon, could we get started with the n as soon as possible?” Rachel asked as soon as


    they got into the elevator. She was no longer able to wait for another second.


    “Please, let me try… I don’t dare to think about what Stephie is going through right now. Please,”


    she pleaded.


    Zion took a deep breath and nodded.


    “Alright, I’ll go with you to buy the dress first and then we’ll leave this hotel with you disguised as


    Yasmin. Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.”


    Rachel nodded while gripping her hands tightly.


    “I must catch that murderer,” she swore.


    Zion, you must make sure that no harmes her way,” I nagged, despite knowing that he couldn’t


    hear me. “You must protect her.”


    That night, Rachel changed into the same dress that Yasmin had, straightened her long hair, and


    left the hotel with a face mask


    I was worried, so I followed her all the way. I was afraid that she might encounter any danger.


    She went to a bar and drank some alcohol. Soon, she was drunk, and her hair was all disheveled.


    To avoid suspicion and make her act look authentic, she had actual alcohol.


    1 sat beside her with red eyes the whole time.


    “Rachel, don’t be afraid. I’m always here beside you.


    I wanted to be her guardian angel to always protect her, but there was nothing I could do.” The


    police made sure that everything was going perfectly ording to n so that Rachel would not get


    hurt.


    Rachel stumbled out alone into the night and walked back through Sunset Alley. Suddenly, there


    was a faint sound behind her.


    Nervously, I looked back at the dark corner while trembling with fear. Even I, a ghost, was afraid of


    human intentions. What was truly frightening was never ghosts but the hearts of humans.


    “Rach_ be careful,” I said nervously while staring straight at the darkness.


    “Zion… Zion, where are you guys?” I shouted in fear, but they couldn’t hear me.


    A dark figure shed by and ran into the distance. The policemen who were watching from afar


    followed the figure.


    I felt an inexplicable fear. I had a feeling that this was a diversion.


    “Rach…”


    I tried to pull Rachel away to escape, but it was toote. A figure had already emerged from the


    darkness. He was wearing a hooded sweatshirt and ill–fitting pants, revealing scars on his ankles.


    There was a long stick in his hand.


    “Don’t. Don’te any closer!” I screamed and shouted in fear, stomping my feet in ce. “Rach!


    Run, Rach!”


    He was the murderer. He was indeed the murderer! It was Steve!


    said Steve hoarsely when he noticed Rachel sitting on the ground.


    “It’s not her…” he muttered, his eyes also red. His extremely handsome face revealed a hint of


    coldness.


    Crate 13


    When Yasmin found out she was being targeted by the murderer, she got me to lure the


    murderer on her behalf. Yasmin was a selfish woman, and everyone could see that, except for


    Michael.


    Zion looked meaningfully at Michael. Was he really that foolish? Or was there some hidden


    agenda?


    “I’m sorry… I–I don’t have the red dress anymore,” Yasmin stammered, hesitating to give it because


    she didn’t want the police to find out anything.


    Taken aback, Michael said, “But clearly…”


    Clearly, there was another one. Yasmin had said she liked that one very much, and Michael bought


    it


    for her.


    “That… That one got ruined in the wash. It bled in the washing machine, so I threw it away,” she


    stuttered.


    Michael didn’t say much after that.


    Rachel was so angry that her eyes were bulging with redness when she asserted, “Tell me the


    brand and style of the dress. I’ll buy one myself.”


    Michael remained silent for a long time before answering, “It’s the Luxe Yonder autumn collection.


    There’s only one red dress in that collection.”


    Listening to his words, my heart ached faintly. When I was 18, he asked me what gift I wanted, and


    I said, “Give me a dress. I like the designs of Luxe Yonder.”


    He agreed, but in the following years, the person he bought dresses for was no longer me.


    Toozy to say anything anymore, Rachel only nced at him before walking away. He’d better not


    regret it after this.


    With furrowed brows, Zion followed her out and uttered to himself, “There’s something wrong with


    Yasmin.”


    “Officer Landon, could we get started with the n as soon as possible?” Rachel asked as soon as


    they got into the elevator. She was no longer able to wait for another second.


    “Please, let me try… I don’t dare to think about what Stephie is going through right now. Please,”


    she pleaded.


    Zion took a deep breath and nodded.


    “Alright, I’ll go with you to buy the dress first and then we’ll leave this hotel with you disguised as


    Yasmin. Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.


    Rachel nodded while gripping her hands tightly.


    “I must catch that murderer,” she swore.


    ate 13


    “Zion, you must make sure that no harmes her way,” I nagged, despite knowing that he


    couldn’t hear me. “You must protect her.”


    That night, Rachel changed into the same dress that Yasmin had, straightened her long hair, and


    left the hotel with a face mask.


    I was worried, so I followed her all the way. I was afraid that she might encounter any danger.


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    She went to a bar and drank some alcohol. Soon, she was drunk, and her hair was all disheveled.


    To avoid suspicion and make her act look authentic, she had actual alcohol.


    I sat beside her with red eyes the whole time.


    “Rachel, don’t be afraid. I’m always here beside you.”


    e police


    I wanted to be her guardian angel to always protect her, but there was nothing I could do. The made


    sure that everything was going perfectly ording to n so that Rachel would not get hurt.


    Rachel stumbled out alone into the night and walked back through Sunset Alley. Suddenly, there


    was a faint sound behind her.


    Nervously, I looked back at the dark corner while trembling with fear. Even I, a ghost, was afraid of


    human intentions. What was truly frightening was never ghosts but the hearts of humans.


    “Rach… be careful,” I said nervously while staring straight at the darkness.


    “Zion… Zion, where are you guys?” I shouted in fear, but they couldn’t hear me.


    A dark figure shed by and ran into the distance. The policemen who were watching from afar


    followed the figure.


    I felt an inexplicable fear. I had a feeling that this was a diversion.


    “Rach…”


    I tried to pull Rachel away to escape, but it was toote. A figure had already emerged from the


    darkness. He was wearing a hooded sweatshirt and ill–fitting pants, revealing scars on his ankles.


    There was a long stick in his hand.


    “Don’t… Don’te any closer!” I screamed and shouted in fear, stoinping my feet in ce. “Rach!


    Run, Rach!”


    He was


    the murderer. He was


    indeed the murderer! It was Steve!


    “No…” said Steve hoarsely when he noticed Rachel sitting on the ground.


    “It’s not her…” he muttered, his eyes also red. His extremely handsome face revealed a hint of


    coldness.
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