Chapter 15 The Contents of the Trash Bag

Jiang Cheng glanced at Jiao Tailang, then pulled Fatty and left.

As they reached the door, they saw a black bag, seemingly filled with garbage. "Sister Qing," Jiang Cheng called out crisply, "I'll take the trash out for you."

Hearing no objection, Jiang Cheng picked up the trash and left.

After the two of them left, the door slammed shut.

Standing in the hallway, Fatty gasped for breath. The chill emanating from Weng Qing had left him unable to recover for a long time.

Knowing this wasn't the place to talk, they turned and headed towards room 707, where the remaining teammates were preparing to provide backup.

As soon as they reached the door, it was pulled open. "Come in quickly," Guan Yuanning said quickly.

Inside, they saw Chu Jiu.

"Where's Hua Luo?" Jiang Cheng asked, frowning.

"He went out, said he got a message from over there."

After briefly explaining the situation in room 717, everyone's expressions turned grim. But there was nothing they could do; some risks had to be taken.

"What's this?" Chu Jiu asked, looking at the bag in Jiang Cheng's hand.

Jiang Cheng placed the bag on the ground, and Fatty went to find something to put underneath it, as no one knew what was actually inside this so-called bag of garbage.

As soon as they opened it a little, they smelled a stench, like rotting meat. Everyone had a bad feeling.

The contents were a mess. There were even rotten fruits and half a moldy cake. At the very bottom, they found a piece of meat.

A large piece, the meat already rotten beyond recognition.

Putting on gloves, the usually cold Guan Yuanning seemed like a different person. She poked it with her finger and said, "Doesn't seem like human meat."

Fatty's heart sank back into his stomach.

But a moment later, he suddenly looked up, a strange expression in his eyes, towards the calm Guan Yuanning.

Doesn't seem like human meat...

Had she seen large chunks of human meat before?

Unlike her previous demeanor, Guan Yuanning, after putting on the gloves, seemed very refined and professional, as if she had done this sort of thing before.

Fatty suspected her real job was something like a forensic scientist.

"These things seem to have only recently appeared in the room," Guan Yuanning said seriously, picking up a fruit pit with a little bit of flesh still attached. "No more than 10 days at most."

Logically, Weng Qing had been dead for quite some time, so where did these fruits and meat in the room come from?

Everyone worked together to carefully sort through the garbage, and on a crumpled white bag, they found a sticker, only half of it remaining.

The sticker was from a fresh food supermarket called Haoke Lai.

There was also a string of phone numbers on it.

Unfortunately, the last digit was missing. But Jiang Cheng went to the phone and tried each number from 0 to 9. Finally, when he tried 9, the person on the other end confirmed it was the fresh food supermarket.

The supermarket said they provided delivery service, but when Jiang Cheng gave the address as 717, Building 1 of the Ping An Apartments, they said they had never delivered there.

In the end, they politely explained that because the Ping An Apartments were quite old and the elevator often broke down, they didn't deliver upstairs.

If someone needed a delivery, they had to come downstairs to pick it up themselves.

But Weng Qing obviously couldn't come downstairs to pick up groceries herself. So someone must have been delivering them to her, like... the disabled old man who was diverting their attention to 717.

They... were in cahoots.

The supermarket confirmed this, saying that they had asked the delivery person, and a disabled old man had picked up the goods for Building 1.

Now everyone understood why Weng Qing had let them go so easily, and only left Jiao Tailang behind.

Because most of the time, a ghost only killed one person at a time.

And they also figured out why the room that should have belonged to Weng Qing was being managed by the disabled old man.

It was a deal.

One wanted money, and the other wanted money, and more importantly, life.

"Then Jiao Tailang, he..." Fatty's eyes tightened. He had a good impression of this young man. He was someone who knew what was important, and he wasn't a bad person, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed behind alone.

"Fatty, you and I go downstairs to find the landlord," Jiang Cheng said, then looked at Guan Yuanning. "You and Chu Jiu stay here. If there's still no movement after a while, go to 717..."

"I'm afraid there's no need," Guan Yuanning said calmly. "Jiao Tailang is already dead. We can't save him."

"He can only rely on himself now." Guan Yuanning's attitude was very cold, but that didn't stop everyone from understanding that what she said made sense.

This was a very level-headed woman.

"I'll go with you to find the landlord." Guan Yuanning turned to Chu Jiu and said, "You stay here alone and watch the movements in 717, okay?"

"Okay," Chu Jiu nodded.

When the landlord saw them come in, his face changed instantly, but he still put on a very natural smile, put down his big teacup, and greeted them, "Why are you back again? I thought you had already moved out. How's everything going..."

Before the landlord could finish speaking, Jiang Cheng walked over and punched him in the face, knocking the landlord to the ground.

Fatty also rushed over, and the two of them grabbed the landlord and beat him up. Jiang Cheng picked up the crooked cane leaning against the corner of the wall and started hitting the landlord with it.

Guan Yuanning stood outside the door, keeping watch for them.

Worried that the old man's screams would be too loud and attract others, she slightly closed the door, until she felt the sound level was just right.

Finally, Jiang Cheng threw away the cane, which was broken and only had a stump left. Without him even having to speak, the landlord, barely clinging to life, grabbed his leg and confessed everything in tears.

After hearing the disabled old man say that this wasn't the first time he had done something like this, Fatty also stepped forward and kicked him hard.

If he wasn't still useful, Jiang Cheng wouldn't have given him a chance to speak.

Guan Yuanning also walked over, first glanced at the landlord lying on the ground, his face covered in blood, then lowered her voice and said to Jiang Cheng, "Spare his life for now. Killing him rashly might cause trouble."

The landlord also pitifully begged for mercy, saying that he didn't want to do this either, but he had to make a living, and if he didn't do it, Weng Qing wouldn't let him off either.

He swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva and quickly said, "Your... your friend might not necessarily die. Not everyone who goes in there gets killed."

"Weng Qing only kills those who are glib-tongued and like to play with other people's feelings, like... like the man who once deceived her."

After hearing the landlord's words, Fatty couldn't help but glance at the doctor with some relief. Luckily he came out, otherwise with the doctor's mouth, his head would probably be smashed to pieces.

"Who is the woman in room 808?" Guan Yuanning asked coldly. She didn't have a good look for this landlord, "What exactly happened in there?"

"Oh! I really don't know about that." The landlord didn't have his cane and had trouble even standing up. Blood was still spurting out of his nostrils. "I'm only responsible for delivering things to Weng Qing and helping her rent out the house. I don't dare to say anything else, let alone ask."