Just as Susie was cheering, Alana's door clicked open.

She glanced blankly, then frowned, "It's so late, what are you doing here? Don't you sleep?"

Martin said, "We’re, um, chatting."

Alana immediately babbled, "What are you talking about in the middle of the night? Susie has to sleep! How can children grow taller if they don't sleep? What nonsense!"

"You, and you!" Alana glared at Kellen and Michael, "What are you all doing?"

Martin's sleep had been poor, and he often didn't go to bed until three or four am, which she knew.

But what were Kellen and Michael doing?

Alana looked like she was about to hit someone.

Kellen quickly raised his hand, "Mrs, I am innocent."

He had been a passerby all night, okay?

Nothing he was involved in!

Alana grabbed her slippers and everyone immediately turned their heads and left, each going back to their respective rooms with "fear".

Susie stuck out her tongue, grabbed Clara, and ran, "Grandma is angry, run!"

Alana snorted, put down her slippers, and looked helplessly at the empty corridor. So she needed to worry about not only the small ones but also the big ones.

She couldn’t imagine if she was no longer here in the future, what would happen to this family.

Alana controlled the wheelchair and went back to the room. She gathered her shawl, and her back looked a bit vicissitudes.

Clara turned her head several times, and her eyes filled with tears. She couldn't bear to leave her eyes off Alana for half a minute until she closed the door.

Clara kept comforting herself that she still had time, before Halloween, she still had time to say goodbye to her mom.

After returning to the room, Alana couldn't fall asleep.

She watched the ceiling, thinking about what to cook for Susie's breakfast in the morning, how soon Susie would grow up after going to kindergarten, and which primary school she would be sent to?

After elementary school, since Susie was so smart, she should be able to catch up, right? At least not as worrying as Lulu, right?

Alana, who couldn't fall asleep, saw Craig next to her snoring unmoved. She was so angry that she kicked Craig.

This was a subconscious movement, Alana didn't realize that her feet could kick people, and she was still thinking about Susie in her mind, so she didn't notice at all.

Craig rolled over, pulling a blanket over himself as he went along.

Alana scolded, "Come on! Such noise didn't wake you up, like a pig!"

Craig, "zzzzzzzzzz."

She was speechless.

Alana tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, so she simply got up and went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

A new day started, Michael, Susie, and Wade didn't get up early.

Martin was okay, he was used to going to bed late and getting up early, so he had already woken up.

Craig was drinking tea while reprimanding them with a straight face, "Your brother hasn't woken up yet? So are Hamza and Wade, have they all learned from Zion?"

" Where's Kellen ?"

Martin took a sip of strong tea and said, "Go for a run."

Craig snorted, "Ryan went to the ER again last night, didn't he?"

This was understandable.

But the other children were just at the time when they were full of vigor, so they shouldn’t sleep in late.

Without raising his eyelids, Martin said, " Susie can't get up either."

Craig slipped these words, " It's okay, she’s still a little girl."

Martin glanced up at him.

Craig changed his words immediately, "Girls also have to go to bed early and get up early! I'll ask someone to wake them up."

At least get up and eat breakfast before going to sleep, or it was bad for their stomachs. Craig didn't say that.

Alana took a small basket of buns, controlled the electric wheelchair to come out, and said, "Did you know that there was a thunderstorm last night?"

Craig paused and frowned, "Can thunder be possible in this weather?"

Alana sneered, "It's not just thunder, the roof was knocked down, didn't you hear it?"

Craig looked so confused.

Alana said angrily, "Pig!"

Craig curled his lip and went back to his paper.

In Wade's room, he had actually gotten up but had been writing furiously.

"Susie caught a total of 23 ghosts and 1 vile ghost last night!"

Among them, the mother ghost and the old woman in the shroud were not caught, and Wade only felt that it was a pity.

"Now x=2 ( the vanity ghost, Jastremski), y=23, z=1..."

Suddenly, he saw the dawn of victory!

Wade couldn't help thinking if he took Aunt Clara out for a walk every day, he would bring back 20 ghosts every day.

It only took less than five days then Susie’s mission could be completed!

But he could only think about it, after all, this was not good for Aunt Clara.

Wade thought about it, and suddenly thought that instead of relying on luck to catch ghosts, why not take the initiative?

Hospitals, haunted and murderous places, and even other people's graves.

Well, forget it, digging other people's graves was a bit out of place.

Wade felt that his idea was feasible, and immediately went online to search for places of evil, haunted places, death highways, and so on.

At this time, he suddenly saw a video, which was the one he recorded.

In the video, a female ghost was complaining about the bad environment in America and the sweet air in European countries. When she was finally caught, she became angry and rushed toward the camera.

It was the video of the last time they caught Jastremski!

This was a video he posted on his Theories Of Seeing Ghosts website.

He processed the video, blurred Susie's appearance, and changed her voice. Only people who were familiar with Susie could recognize her.

"My video was stolen!" Wade was speechless.

He saw that the creator who stole the video was called Ste-Stetson, this creator stole lots of other people's videos.

Among them, the video of Jastremski had the highest number of views. It seemed that it should have been uploaded in the past two days.

Wade flipped through the comments on this video:

[Shit, shit! This is so scary when the ghost rushed over!]

[May I ask which movie is this? Who knows, tell me!]

[Oh my god, is this a visual effect? That’s so real.]

[Not a movie! I'm a huge horror movie fan, and I've seen all the hot ones, but I don't have this one! So it should be done by the creator himself. The best post-production often makes people feel that there is no post-production, well done! Subscribe clicked! ]

Wade reported this video without a second thought.

He provided evidence, the link to the original video, and when he went downstairs after going to the bathroom, brushing his teeth, washing his face, and changing his clothes, he found that the video had been taken off.

"It's pretty fast," Wade said, and then he didn't pay any attention.

In a rented house, Stetson watched excitedly as the views of his other account increased steadily, and the constant sound of information notifications in the background was simply intoxicating.

500,000 likes and the views had exceeded 20 million!

"I’m gonna be rich!" Stetson spun around excitedly.

In the past few days, he had been posting the videos of the last live broadcast.

In the beginning, the daily income of the videos was more than 300, but the next day it became 100, and then dozens.

A video could only last for a few days so he had to post new videos.

However, the new videos were all from the same content, and he edited more than a dozen different titles from different angles.

Stetson had two accounts, and the latter one had been stealing videos. He never expected the latter one to be popular, but it gave him a surprise.

"Money! Money!" Stetson looked at the income in the background, "It's only one night, and the income is already more than 200!"

According to his prediction, this video would definitely earn more. The link under his video happened to be the time when the app was most popularized, and it would be no problem for him to earn 500 a day!

"This is a long video, so it can keep earning for at least ten days, and when the app promotion is over, I can earn at least 10,000!"

Unexpectedly, a small video website he accidentally discovered would bring him such a big surprise.

Stetson was excited, but when he refreshed the background, he found a notification:

[Your work is suspected of plagiarism and has been taken off. ]

Stetson was dumbfounded.

What the hell! His money was gone!

Stetson was furious, and cursed, "Stupid Tiktok! There are so many people plagiarizing, why should I be punished!"

He was very dissatisfied and he believed that there must be a jealous person who reported it!

Stetson gritted his teeth, registered the third account, logged into the small website called [Theories Of Seeing Ghost], and continued to steal the videos there.