Chapter 10 Here It Comes

As expected.

Li Ang remained calm, and asked for the address of the other daughter that the old man had visited before.

Desheng Road, Zushi Heavenly Mansion.

Only four streets away from Qianhua Road... Could it be a supernatural event?

Compared to the previous mission, the rewards for this mission were much less. There was no extra experience, no game currency, and judging from the literal description, it only required finding out the truth, without requiring killing or eliminating any spirits.

More inclined towards reasoning and puzzle-solving?

Li Ang watched the middle-aged woman push her father away, then turned to Wang Congshan and asked, "Have you had lunch yet?"

"Ah," Wang Congshan was a little dazed, "Not yet."

"I'll treat you to spicy fat intestine noodles," Li Ang said, "That shop has been around for over a decade, the fat intestines are chewy and oily, truly a Yincheng delicacy."

Wang Congshan was suspicious. She had known Li Ang for so many years, and the last time Li Ang treated her to something was in elementary school, a dark red, translucent plum.

After wiping it slightly, she ate the plum and asked Li Ang where he picked the fruit, and how it was so sweet. Li Ang smiled proudly, the fruit tree grew on the side of the road on his way home from school, receiving his urine fertilizer every day, naturally sweet and delicious.

The unpleasant memory made Wang Congshan cautious, "Where is that fat intestine noodle shop?"

"It's located at the street corner south of Yincheng East University Anorectal Hospital."

Li Ang said, "You know, the essence of fat intestine noodles lies in the mao jiezi, which is the end of the pig's large intestine. That part of the intestinal wall is thicker, with more lard, and it's more chewy, tasting like the lesions of patients with mesenteric infarction.

"Last time I went to eat, I faintly tasted the body odor of Old Zhang, a perennial hemorrhoid patient on bed number four, room zero seven, third floor of Building Two in the inpatient department of East University Anorectal Hospital."

"..." Wang Congshan's face turned a little green, "I'm suddenly not hungry anymore, you go eat it yourself."

"Hey..." Li Ang said with some regret, "Then I'll go first."

Saying goodbye to his childhood sweetheart, Li Ang took a taxi straight to Zushi Heavenly Mansion on Desheng Road.

This was a somewhat dilapidated old apartment building, with earthy red square tiles pasted on the outside walls. The gaps between the tiles were full of black stains left by rain erosion.

The old green glass windows were not transparent, and the buzzing air conditioner frames were covered in dust, a stark contrast to the modern new high-rise buildings a few streets away.

Zushi Heavenly Mansion had twelve floors, divided into left and right sides. Building One on the left was exclusively for residential use, while Building Two on the right was used for both residential purposes and rented to sanatoriums and beauty salons.

Buildings One and Two were connected, separated by a wall, with only the doors of the escape通道 allowing passage between the two buildings.

Li Ang looked up and scrutinized it for a while, then casually tore off a missing person notice from a roadside telephone pole.

"Bao Fangtian, female, 51 years old, 1.61 meters tall, long hair, weight 140 pounds, went missing on Desheng Road at 1:30 pm on June 17."

"She was wearing a black short-sleeved knitted shirt, yellow shorts, and brown sandals. She is from the southern suburbs of Yincheng, with a local accent, and has a mild mental illness. Please contact her family immediately if you have any information. Generous reward will be offered."

Next to it was a photo of the elderly woman when she went missing, and the family's contact phone number.

Li Ang glanced at it, folded the missing person notice, held it in his hand, and walked straight into the guard room at the entrance of Zushi Heavenly Mansion.

There were two people sitting in the guard room, one old and one young. The old one was listening to the radio, and the young one was scrolling through Douyin.

"Hello, excuse me." Li Ang knocked on the door of the guard room, shook the missing person notice in his hand, and asked, "I'm a family member of Bao Fangtian. I want to check the surveillance footage from the past few days..."

"Why are you here again?" The younger security guard put down his phone impatiently and frowned, "Didn't we tell you before? There are no surveillance cameras installed in the corridors of our residential complex! And people are coming and going in the residential complex, we can't remember where this old lady went after leaving the sanatorium."

Li Ang pretended to be a family member of the missing person who wanted to view the surveillance data in a justified manner. After learning that there were no surveillance cameras installed in the building, he frowned slightly and left the guard room.

"I can only investigate each floor one by one... Tsk."

According to the middle-aged woman, her sister lived on the seventh floor of Building One on the left side.

Li Ang walked straight into Building One, inserted the cat-eye into his eye socket, and investigated each floor, trying to find traces of the spirit's existence.

Several minutes later, he had found nothing.

Seeing that his mental strength was about to run out, and feeling a little dizzy, Li Ang took out the cat-eye, passed through the door of the escape通道, came to Building Two, and continued to investigate each floor.

The eleventh and twelfth floors of Building Two were residential floors, the seventh floor was a beauty salon called "Xiang Yuan Beauty", the fifth floor was a sanatorium called "Xin Xing Rehabilitation Home", and the floors below the sanatorium were also rented to various businesses.

Buildings One and Two originally had one elevator each, but the businesses in Building Two specially built a dedicated elevator on the right side of Building Two for easy access, which only went to the seventh floor and below.

As for the sixth floor between the seventh and fifth floors, it was sold to a homeowner.

The homeowner was away all year round, and in order to prevent homeless people or drug addicts from taking the opportunity to steal a residence on the sixth floor, they specially sealed off the escape通道 to the sixth floor with a roller shutter door.

They also installed an iron gate outside the dedicated elevator entrance on the sixth floor, and covered the iron gate with a black opaque plastic curtain.

Li Ang quickly checked all the floors of Building Two, and even used lock-picking tools to knock open the sixth floor, which was sealed off by the roller shutter door, and went inside to check.

Inside the sixth floor, except for the iron gate covered with a black curtain at the elevator entrance, there was nothing else.

The windows on the entire floor were tightly closed, the floor was covered with dust, and there were no footprints.

No one had been to the sixth floor of Building Two.

Still nothing.

Li Ang came to the bottom of Zushi Heavenly Mansion, looked up at the dilapidated old floors, and began to think.

Buildings One and Two connected by only one door, the daughter living on the seventh floor of Building One, the elderly man who was healthy but lost his mind, the woman with a mild mental illness who went missing before that, the Kangfu zhi Jia sanatorium on the fifth floor of Building Two, the sixth floor of Building Two sealed by an iron gate...

All the clues came together, weaving the truth together.

"So that's how it is."

Li Ang grinned, pushed his glasses, and entered the elevator on the left side of Building Two.

Pressed the sixth-floor button.

The elevator rose slowly, and with a ding, the elevator door opened slowly.

What came into view after the door opened was naturally the iron gate specially built by the sixth-floor homeowner. The iron gate was sealed with a black plastic curtain, cold and stiff.

And in the extremely narrow gap between the iron gate and the elevator door, stood a person, facing Li Ang.

A middle-aged and elderly woman, wearing a black short-sleeved knitted shirt, yellow shorts, and brown sandals, with long hair.

It was Bao Fangtian, who had been missing for several days.

She had been dead for many days, her body had turned black, her once huge waist had become thin due to dryness, and her face, filled with pain, was hideous and terrifying, staring at Li Ang with those empty, dead eyes.

Bao Fangtian in the gap slowly leaned forward, and with a thud, knelt in front of Li Ang.

Inside the elevator, one person, one corpse, silent and speechless.

The elevator door closed slowly and descended.