"Ji Xiao? He's just a coward."
The girl in front of me with light makeup is Ji Mingyu, tall and mature-looking, not like a little sister at all.
I met Ji Mingyu at a cake shop near her junior high school for a chat. She only saw me as an internet celebrity interviewing her about the recent online controversy, so she relaxed her guard around me.
"He needs to add a few more, he's really a complete jinx. I dare not stay at school now." Ji Mingyu's eyes were filled with disdain and hatred.
"Aren't you surprised that Ji Xiao has been missing for so long?"
"Ji Xiao missing? Oh, I think my mom mentioned it," Ji Mingyu raised an eyebrow lightly, "but he usually doesn't come home, so I didn't notice and it's not surprising."
"If he doesn't come home on the weekend, where will he go?" I asked.
"I don't know. He rarely stays at home even during the winter and summer vacations. He might be hanging out at bars or internet cafes," Ji Mingyu said indifferently, looking at her long nails.
"Sister, you were interviewed as an internet celebrity, right?" Ji Mingyu's eyes suddenly lit up. "Please say that Ji Xiao has nothing to do with our Ji family. Look, I'm in a key junior high school, my older brother is a graduate of a prestigious school as an outstanding student, and my parents are both executives in a corporation. As for Ji Xiao, he's just a little mouse dropping, attending a vocational school and still causing trouble at school, tarnishing my family's reputation."
"Sister, you have no idea. I've been feeling really uncomfortable at school these past few days because of the strange looks people are giving me. It's like I'm being subjected to psychological bullying. It's all because of what Ji Xiao did, so why am I being blamed for it..." Under the expectant gaze of Ji Mingyu, I unconsciously nodded. "Right, sister? You should clarify things for our family online. It's all about what Ji Xiao did, it has nothing to do with anyone in our family..." Ji Mingyu said angrily.
"I can." I responded somewhat indifferently, then asked, "I have another question, Miss Ji. Why do you think Ji Xiao is a coward?"
Ji Mingyu was taken aback, her eyes somewhat unfocused. "Those who achieve success by bullying others are cowards, of course!" Then her eyes suddenly looked at me with determination. "Am I right, sister?"
I nodded and replied lifelessly, "Yes, those who achieve success by bullying others are cowards."
I feel somewhat lost and despondent.
I know these things are true. If Ji Xiao wasn't cruel, why would someone hire me to kill him?
If Ji Xiao's reputation while alive wasn't vicious enough, how could someone make him die in such a cruel and inhumane way?
If the person who died is not a bad person, then I am the bad person for killing him.
In front of me is a delicate young man in his early twenties, wearing a gray-blue suit. He was hired as a junior staff member in the family company right after graduation, and Ji Mingrang was obviously full of spirit.
But ultimately, as someone who has mingled in the small society of university, I am not as easily deceived as Ji Mingyu. He is very wary of me. So I spent a lot of money to invite him to a well-known café and forged an account with a million followers as an internet celebrity, and even bought a press pass to show him. "You say you want to investigate the truth about my brother Ji Xiao's campus bullying incident?" Ji Mingrang asked me suspiciously, holding a delicate cup of coffee, elegantly crossing his legs, and leaning delicately on the white low chair in the café.
I nodded, and Ji Mingrang smiled lightly, "The truth is just as you see it. It's unfair to bring in my other family members.
"There are hundreds of people under the two companies, and hundreds of families rely on this job to make a living. Just because of Ji Xiao's incident involving my father and mother, and then involving the two companies, it has made it difficult for the income of hundreds of families to be guaranteed. Isn't this maddening?
"My family's work or studies have been affected as a result, isn't this unfair?"
In Ji Mingrang's eyes, there is only regret, no hatred, just regret.
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