Everyone was looking at Qi Xin, the security officer from the Qi family, their expressions a mixture of surprise, realization, and suspicion...
Qi Xin, startled and angry upon seeing everyone's gaze on him, blurted out, "What are you doing? You can't possibly suspect me... You don't think I'm one of those three robbers, do you?!"
Exactly, that's what everyone else was thinking.
Iniquities have origins, and debts have debtors. Everyone somewhat believed that the female ghost was now reasonable—a female ghost who could tell right from wrong. If so, listening to the female ghost speak about the past and helping her fulfill her wishes might be the key. If the female ghost's mood improved, perhaps she would move on— and then they would be safe.
The female ghost clung desperately to the past, adamant about sharing her story. Without doubt, her past was filled with resentment that needed to be resolved.
