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  “Tap, tap, tap.”

  The lively and chaotic footsteps echoed in the empty corridor as a man and a woman asded the staircase along the far-right safety passage, their eyes sing their surroundings.

  “Are you sure this is the pce?” Zhou Taifu's voice was low and hoarse, his once suave demeanor repced by a sharp, pierg gaze.

  Walking beside him was his partner—Yu Wen.

  They were also lovers.

  Uhe glitz and gmour that men and women are aced to today, the two met, got to know each other, and fell in love in the muddy quagmire of Southeast Asia's rais.

  There, amidst gunfire and the presence of snakes and ants, white maggots crawled from the eye sockets of the dead, falling into the mud and rolling, tainting their corpulent bodies.

  Both were meraries.

  They engaged in whatever work paid them the most, serving whoever offered the highest price.

  Whether it was goverroops, rebels, or various warlords, religious leaders, and tribal chiefs, they were all their employers and targets.

  In the damp, foul-smelling bomb shelters that resembled muddy pits, they had once agreed to stop after earning two million, theurn to their hometown to open a small supermarket.

  They dreamed of leading a peaceful and stable life.

  But…

  Two million, three million, four million...

  As their skills and coordination grew more refihey gained notoriety in their line of work.

  Employers loved such people.

  They were silent, cold-blooded, and effit; whether it was disarmed soldiers or the elderly and children caught in the crossfire, none were left alive.

  Bodies were shoved into the muddy pits for burial, and blood illed in the dense forest.

  They only waited for a heavy rain.

  The rain would wash away all traces, even sins.

  This also alleviated the employers' s.

  Gradually, they fot their inal agreement; they thrived in bloodshed, the guhey shot at night drawiiful trajectories in the air.

  Lives were as expendable as grass.

  Only then could they truly find peace.

  Underh a giant tree that required several people to embrace, they led together, inhaling the potent air infused with the st of blood and gunpowder that lingered.

  Mutited corpses riddled with shrapnel were everywhere, and blood dripped from the tips of leaves like a light rain.

  he horizon, the setting sun looked like blood.

  It was at this moment they finally uood.

  What they desired was not just money, but the fleeting satisfa that followed such extreme madness.

  But humas are like an abyss.

  That was far from enough.

  Until one day, in a dream, they pushed open a strange door.

  “Are you sure the archive room is here?” Zhou Taifu frowned, asking for the sed time.

  His merary career had endowed him with heightened perceptual awareness, making his personality increasingly paranoid.

  “It should be right,” Yu Wen sed her surroundings. The nearby doors were all locked, suggesting that this pce wasn’t frequented. She firmed, “I asked Feng Lan and used a lot of reasoning before she finally told me.”

  Zhou Taifu tilted his head and asked, “Is Feng Lan reliable?”

  Yu Wen thought for a moment, then shook her head, “I don’t know, but it’s better to be cautious.”

  She pulled out her phone, checked the time, and urged, “Let’s move quickly. Zhen Jianren probably won’t st much longer; we should avoid attrag the students and teachers ter.”

  A fierce light fshed in Zhou Taifu’s eyes, “If they dare to e, they only bme their bad luck!”

  “Try not to kill anyone else,” Yu Wen’s expression darkened as she turo him, her tone being serious. “Don’t fet, there are rules here.”

  “Okay, I got it.”

  As they turned a er, a very strange room appeared before them.

  From the outside, the room occupied the space of three or four ordinary rooms, but the door eculiar—a retively new alloy security door.

  It seemed to have been repced less than half a year ago.

  You see, many other doors in this corridor had locks that were already rusted.

  At the same time, the expressions of both ged.

  After a moment, Zhou Taifu spoke coldly, “Do you smell that?”

  Yu Wen nodded, gng at the door with an unnatural expression, “It’s the smell of blood.”

  It appeared something was wrong inside.

  Zhou Taifu positioned Yu Wen behind him, using his left hand to pull the handle of the security door while flipping his right wrist, revealing a glinting dagger in his palm.

  Over the years, the two had developed a seamless cooperation; Yu Wen instinctively protected his back.

  As he pulled the door open, Zhou Taifu immediately stepped back.

  “Creak—”

  The door hied a pierg scraping sound, but there was no immediate danger.

  As the door opened, a ing smell of blood rushed out.

  In the er against the wall y a person, head fag outward, feet inward, unmistakably dressed as Luo Yi.

  “Just as I thought.”

  Yu Wen said coldly, her face revealing no surprise.

  Just like Jiang g, she had noticed something was off with Luo Yi; not long ago, during the meeting in room 404, she had observed that the camera, which should have bee by Jiang g, was missing.

  She discreetly searched and finally found the camera hidden uhe bed while tying her shoeces.

  The lens faced outward, faintly refleg light.

  Jiang g sat at the edge of the bed, deliberately hiding it with his leg.

  Almost simultaneously, Yu Wen’s brow furrowed as she recalled Jiang g’s motive for doing this.

  One of them must have been possessed by a ghost.

  This expined why, as the deadline for the mission approached, the speed of deaths had actually slowed, and even the ghost had disappeared for no apparent reason.

  After tying her shoeces, she sat back down, her expression casual, entirely nont.

  Who could it be?

  She pondered in her mind.

  First, she ruled out Jiang g, and the guy could be excluded as well.

  If the fat guy were the ghost, Jiang g wouldn’t have o gather everyoogether for this test; he probably would have slipped away long ago.

  Of course, it was also possible he had died.

  Thehree people on her side could also be ruled out sihey had never separated, leaving no opportunity for the ghost to kill and repce them.

  What remained were the two individuals from room 405.

  Yu Wen’s gaze subtly assessed Zhen Jianren and Luo Yi.

  But no matter how she looked, she couldn’t dis anything; both of their as were entirely reasonable, without any fws.

  Luo Yi, upon hearing the analysis of the ghost, even showed a hint of fear in his eyes.

  Aruck Yu Wen, and she suddenly looked toward Zhang Yinyin.

  The tter had an impressive perception and noticed Yu Wen's gaze mere seds ter.

  Their eyes met for just an instant before they discreetly looked away.

  After leaving room 404, Yu Wen and her group returo room 406.

  While anizing their belongings, Yu Wen caught a glimpse of light fshing across Zhang Yinyin’s hand, but when she looked closely, her hand was empty again.

  She approached discreetly, leaned down, and whispered in Zhang Yinyin's ear, “The mirror in your hand reflect ghosts; I saw you use it yesterday.”

  Zhang Yinyin’s hands paused as she was anizihings.

  The sed, Yu Wen tinued, “Now... the ghost has infiltrated.”

  (End of the Chapter)

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