The director asked, "Furukawa-kun, have you heard anything too?"
Furukawa shook his head. "I believe no one on the crew did anything. Something like this must have happened because of the Shimada family. It's a real shame." He changed the subject. "Do we need to start filming over? We'll have to change locations, won't we?"
The director took the opportunity to explain the crew's plans.
Neither of them seemed worried about being suspected of murder or about the haunting.
I couldn't see any other memories in Furukawa's mind. He was completely focused on the task at hand—or perhaps he truly didn't care about any of this.
I couldn't sense any yin energy on either of them, either.
But I'd dreamed of Furukawa. He had to be completely dead.
Thinking this, I looked toward the bathing pool.
The water in the pool was very clean—not clean in the sense an ordinary person would use, but free of yin energy.
The female ghost's yin energy hadn't reached this place.
After soaking for a while, the two of them got ready to leave.
Furukawa opened the door. Outside, there were footsteps and people shouting.
The director called out to someone running past. "What happened?"
"Something's happened in the women's bath!" the person said in a panic.
The director looked surprised and hurried after them.
Everyone was crowding around the women's bath. When they saw the director and the male lead arrive, someone made way for them.
There were already police officers inside.
I easily passed through the crowd and saw Nantian at the very front.
My heart immediately began to race. I glared fiercely at Nantian.
Nantian didn't look at me. He lowered his eyes and stared at his toes.
Something felt wrong. I moved farther forward and saw the bodies lying on