After a comparison by the technical staff, a notification was quickly found in a small envelope icon.

This message was different from those found in normal app users.

"Want to know what's wrong with your face? AI face reading, uncover the most suitable face for you."

At first glance, it's just an ordinary event, no different from other events, all ultimately aim to beautify you.

Now when you click on this activity, it's no longer accessible, but the app's normal functions can still be used.

Wen Yan, of course, knew why this activity could not be used.

He had already cut off the internet; thus, the camera app was left with only its normal functions.

Technical staff hacked the phone and found the photo inside, this photo had been sent by the deceased Ghost to their family during their lifetime, stating it was the most satisfying photo.

Apart from wedding photos and such, printed into physical photos, aside from ID photos, this was the only one, so, naturally, when a restoration was needed, the family handed this photo to Big Sister Ye.

Now, aside from not finding the photo ghost, things have basically become clear.

Feng Yao called, saying that the people responsible for the camera app had been caught, three people were apprehended, one boss, and two programmers.

These people aren't tough criminals, and once caught, the two programmers quickly turned on their boss.

Their boss had received an order somewhere to sell user facial data, asking them to add a temporary event.

Their boss feared trouble, audits, and regulations, but having benefited somehow, he went ahead.

Then he obtained something from the black market, gave them an interface, and they hung this event there, miraculously bypassing many device detections.

But that's all there was, many of the event's data were provided by their boss.

They were just workers, their boss asked them to do something, and they only had two choices. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

If they didn't do it, they'd be fired, and then a year or two would be wasted in arbitration to get their due compensation back.

If they did it, it was considered an extra outsourcing project, with separate pay, year-end evaluation, and potentially a higher year-end bonus.

The two had just set up their households, at a time needing money, unable to refuse.

And their boss had been slow in recruiting, but eventually did, and the interrogation results weren't much different, even selling information on the person who hired him to make the app.

He had met the person online, didn't take it seriously, wasn't short on this bit of money.

But the person accurately described some of his concerns, and gave some mysterious solutions, he found it uncomplicated, so did as advised.

After doing so, many things fell into place, the declining business of the company started to pick up.

When the person asked him to do an event, he couldn't refuse.

The person even gave him a data package, about face reading.

The Scorching Sun Department had obtained the data package, professionals reviewed it, and its contents were genuinely substantial, somewhat broad but not baseless.

Reaching this stage, Wen Yan felt a bit at a loss.

"What is this supposed to be? An accidental event?"

"It probably really is an accidental event." The Fourth Great-uncle Master watched for a while, equally at a loss.

"Let me explain, Fourth Great-uncle Master, see if I'm correct."

"Go on."

"The company ran an event, just a gimmick really, but the reference data they got was actually legitimate.

Then their app paired clients' faces with a beautified version based on those standard answers.

Originally, this was pure nonsense, nothing should have come out of it.

Like using one mold on everyone next door, it couldn't work for all.

But the beautification outcome just happened to fit someone accurately.

And this person died, their face completely destroyed, even the bone structure changed.

Just by coincidence, Big Sister Ye's postmortem restoration skills were extremely high, managing a reconstruction almost exactly like the photo.

This person, dying and becoming a Ghost, maintained the appearance just before cremation.

Somehow it's like a face swap, resembling a living person's face.

Ultimately, it's as if a life was altered, but not, stuck in a glitch, resulting in this bizarre situation.

My colleague Big Sister Ye inexplicably agreed to beautify him.

Now it's like, he achieved life alteration posthumously, and the cost was borne by Big Sister Ye on his behalf.

So, as you said, it's like begging for a title, isn't it?"

"Pretty much, indeed a bit bizarre, accidentally stumbled upon, if man-made, that person's intention would be exceptionally devious."

The Fourth Great-uncle Master looked around, could only sigh helplessly.

Based on the current information, it seems like it's really due to coincidence.

It was by chance that the standard answers for beautification truly matched someone by luck.

By chance Wen Yan's young colleague, extremely skilled, achieved excellent restoration, or say the face swap was remarkably accurate.

The most coincidental was everything finished during the dead-to-Ghost period.

Everything fell smoothly into place, akin to completing a title-seeking procedure.

Following this line of thought, Wen Yan made a hypothesis, yet he himself found it hard to believe this outcome.

He felt a bit dazed, could it really just be an accident, without conspiracy, no malicious elements secretly plotting all this?