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"Are you saying that the Pajama Woman and Xiaomeng have the same objective?" The fat guy felt he was beginning to follow Jiang g's line of thought. Indeed.
Upon refle, the as of the two women did have simirities; both had used the rules withiasks to undermiheir teammates.
I mission, Xiaomeng had betrayed Fan Li.
If it weren't for Jiang g's quick wit, both he and Jiang g would have followed in Fan Li's footsteps.
Looking back, it ossible that Sister Nuan's death was also somehow lio this woman.
The Pajama Woman had betrayed the Qipao Woman from the same dormitory.
In the only two missions they had entered nearly identical betrayals, which could not be expined as mere ce.
The Pajama Woman, like Xiaomeng, must have had some ulterior motive.
Thinking about the Qipao Woman's body having been searched, Jiang g's first rea was that they were looking for something.
The fat guy realized this too.
Their willio take such signifit risks indicated that this item was extremely important and likely reted to the predit they currently faced.
"Could it be something that helps us escape this nightmare?" the fat guy cautiously asked. "At the start of the task, this item might be randomly assigo one of us, and whets it survive and ultimately leave."
"Just like in many games."
Jiang g pondered for a moment and nodded. "It's possible, but that's irely accurate. It would be more appropriate to say that acquiring this item might increase our ces of survival."
At this point, there was no way to verify their specutions, so the two of them didn’t delve deeper.
They tinued walking toward the equipment room.
With Jiang g leading the way, they quickly found the equipment room.
It was located at the far end of the school, in a retively remote area.
On a low siory building hung a sign that read "Equipment Ma ter."
It still had the old-fashioned push window design from decades ago, with vertically arranged iron bars that were rusted.
The iron-pted door was simir, with ers already peeling away.
But fortunately, it wasn't as rusted as the bars.
It had a thin yer of galvanized metal on it.
Time seemed to have a particur affe for this pce, leaving marks of years everywhere. The fat guy blinked and said that when he was very young, his grandmother's house in the ty looked just like this.
Jiang g surveyed the surroundings and said nothing, leading the fat guy onward.
Just as they were about to step through the door, it was suddenly pushed open from the inside.
A woman's face appeared before them.
"e in," she said.
As she spoke, she turned and walked away, leading the way with her back to them.
It was the ponytail woman from Room 406.
Her voice had a slightly hoarse quality, but it wasn't harsh.
The fat guy suddenly felt a strange sensation.
He found that the woman oddly matched the enviro.
Jiang g, walking beside him, g him sideways but said nothing.
The spaside the equipment room was rger than Jiang g had imagihey crossed a yard covered in fine sand.
In one er of the yard were some desks and chairs haphazardly piled together, but they looked abandoned and beyond repair.
Against the wall was a gss bckboard with a er shattered. The bulletin board on it was rgely blurred, with only the first and st two characters faintly visible.
One was "No," and the other was "e."
"Doctor." The fat guy gently called Jiang g's name, pulling him out of his thoughts.
Jiang g returned his gaze and realized that the room in the yard was their destination.
The ponytail woman, the middle-aged man in a tank top, and another man were all there.
The Pajama Woman, whom the fat guy had been thinking about, was hiding behind them, looking tense and scared, nervously tugging at the hem of her pajamas, her eyes full of emotion.
But the suited man and the oh the cap were o be seen.
"It doesn’t matter how many of you e," a man's voice rang out, old yet strong, clearly not one of their teammates in this mission.
"I’ve already said what o be said. The equipment you sent is like this; it has nothing to do with me."
The lighting oor here, making it hard for the two to see the people in the shadows immediately.
Jiang g suddenly squinted.
It was an elderly man, probably around 65, with an unusually pale plexion, as if he hadn't seen sunlight in a long time.
He walked with an unnatural stoop, but his gaze gave off an undeniable impression.
The old man took a step toward Jiang g.
At this moment, everyoiced that the old man's legs seemed to have issues; not only was he struggling to walk, but he was also holding a wooden e in his left hand.
"What’s going on?" Jiang g turo the ponytail woman.
"We came to collect the equipment, but found there’s a problem with the camera," she said suctly.
Except for her, the faces of the others didn’t look good, especially the middle-aged man iank top, whose teeth were gritted as if he wao beat the old man to vent his anger.
After hearing about the equipment issue, the fat guy moved closer. "What kind of problem?"
The ponytail womaured for another man t over the equipment.
After opening the camera, the man poi the lens. "Moisture has gotten inside."
The fat guy blinked. "Is that serious?"
"Yeah." The man exhaled, and from his expression, it was clear this was not a trivial matter. "It will signifitly affect the shooting quality. If it were just a little, it would be fine, but now we already see tiny water droplets f ihe lens. Generally, in such cases, one should sider getting a new lens."
"Don't you have a backup?"
"We do, but it's in even worse dition than this ohe man whispered. "This is already what we've filtered through."
This was bad. They were there to film an anniversary celebration, but now the camera had a problem.
At that moment, the man bit his lip and leaned in closer. "This probably isn't an act; someone must have tampered with it." He took out the camera bag and ope, saying to the two of them, "There’s moisture-abs silica gel ihis camera bag also has some moisture-proof funality, so it’s impossible for this to happen ht."
After saying this, he looked at the old man, and the meaning in his eyes was obvious.
But the old man remained as he was, leaning on his e, his gaze blurred as if shrouded in mist.
"What about the two people from Room 405?" Jiang g turo the ponytail woman. "Why haven't we seen them?"
"I don’t know." The ponytail peared much calmer than the remaining three. "I didn’t see them when we arrived; maybe they went elsewhere to look for clues."
Whether iional or not, she emphasized the word "clues."
(End of the Chapter)
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