Chapter 2 The Blood Handprint

The next morning.

Just as the sky was beginning to brighten.

The door of room 405 slowly opened a crack.

Luo Yi observed for a while from behind the door, then turned his head and nodded to Zhen Jianren behind him.

Then he pushed the door open just enough for one person to get through.

The two squeezed out, one after the other.

The whole process was silent.

Everything around them was quiet, as if the occupants of 404 and 406 were still fast asleep.

Luo Yi turned his head to look at the end of the corridor.

The first rays of dawn had yet to arrive, and the surroundings were shrouded in a faint darkness, as if through a layer of fog.

An unsettling smell hung in the air...

Just as Zhen Jianren turned around, ready to close the door, his eyes seemed to be drawn to something. He frowned in confusion, then slowly leaned closer.

The next second, he froze, cold sweat instantly soaking his back.

A handprint remained on the door.

The bright red blood had not yet congealed, gleaming with a hint of eerie color, shocking to the eye.

It was a bloody handprint!

Even more terrifying was that the fingers on the handprint were slender, yet twice as long as those of a normal person!

Luo Yi also noticed the handprint on the door. He trembled violently, his eyes bulging, unsure whether he couldn't speak or had lost the courage to do so.

It was hard to imagine that not long ago, such a terrifying being had been quietly waiting outside their door.

Perhaps it had even tried to push open their door...

"Get some water," Zhen Jianren said in a low, hoarse voice.

...

"Dong, dong, dong."

Accompanying the sound of knocking was Jiang Cheng's comfortable groan.

He rolled around comfortably on the bedding on the floor.

Sunlight streamed into the room through the window, illuminating everything.

So beautiful and real.

"Fatty," Jiang Cheng squinted, the light reflecting on his face, his slightly raised buttocks full and firm, "don't you think I look like a lazy angel?"

While heading to open the door, Fatty turned his head and said, "Doctor, don't you think you're being a bit too shameless?"

...

After the door opened, it was the three people from 406.

Yu Wen stood closest to the door, and the scene inside the room was clearly unexpected.

She was fully prepared, as if going into battle.

But Jiang Cheng, who should have been the most nervous, looked like he was going on vacation.

"Miss Yu," Jiang Cheng said, feigning panic, "I'm sorry, I was meditating, I'm embarrassed for you to see this."

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Jiang Cheng asked, pulling up his pants.

Yu Wen's face showed a hint of embarrassment, but she quickly concealed it, answering in a relatively calm tone, "Mr. Hao, be careful on this trip."

"You too," Jiang Cheng replied.

"The people from 405 have already left," Yu Wen turned her head and continued, "Have they been here?"

"No."

"Then goodbye."

"Take care."

Zhang Yinyin was the last to move her feet. She looked into Jiang Cheng's eyes, as if trying to see something, but she obviously failed.

"Miss Zhang," Jiang Cheng greeted enthusiastically, "are you planning to join us?"

Zhang Yinyin was stunned for a moment.

Seeing Jiang Cheng walking towards her, she actually took a step back subconsciously.

Realizing her gaffe, she turned her head and glanced in the direction Yu Wen had left, and was surprised to find that she couldn't even see her shadow.

"Be careful," she said perfunctorily, then chased after her companions, running away without looking back.

Jiang Cheng watched the empty doorway, his smile slowly fading.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's expression, Fatty also became alert and asked in a low voice, "Doctor, what did you see?"

"Don't you think she looks like someone we know?" Jiang Cheng stared at the door, answering irrelevantly.

"Are you talking about... Chen Xiaomeng?" Fatty remembered that Jiang Cheng had said they were similar before.

"Yes," Jiang Cheng took a breath, his eyes unusually serious, "Their goals are the same."

Fatty felt a chill in his heart upon hearing this.

He had witnessed Chen Xiaomeng's methods before. If it hadn't been for Jiang Cheng, perhaps only she would have survived the last mission.

Poor Fan Li was a victim of her schemes.

"Doctor," Fatty said in a panic, "Does this Zhang Yinyin want to kill us all too?"

"No," Jiang Cheng shook his head, "That's just a small goal, their ultimate goal... is me."

Fatty was taken aback, "They want to kill you?"

Jiang Cheng hesitated for a long time before slowly saying, "I guess so."

He looked out the window, his eyes gradually blurring.

Fatty had never seen Jiang Cheng like this before, his whole body filled with melancholy.

His eyes seemed to hide clouds and distant mountains.

Fatty couldn't help but feel sad. "Don't be so pessimistic, Doctor, I believe we can definitely leave here alive!" he encouraged.

Jiang Cheng suddenly sighed and shook his head, "No, you don't understand women. If they can't get something, they'd rather destroy it with their own hands. That's how love has always been for them..."

Fatty: "..."

...

Main teaching building.

Two figures moved along the corridor, Luo Yi's mind still trapped in the blood handprint incident. His steps were unsteady, and he seemed absent-minded.

Zhen Jianren was no longer as calm as he once was.

Strands of hair were soaked with cold sweat, clinging to his forehead in a mess.

If the strange rubbing sound he heard the first night could be explained as a coincidence, then the blood handprint undoubtedly showed that they were indeed being targeted by a ghost.

When leaving, he had checked the doors of 404, 406, and even the unoccupied 407.

But only their door had a handprint.

Why?

Had they inadvertently triggered some kind of taboo?

Causing a ghost to target them?

Or was it the problem with room 405 itself?

...

One question after another, his head was a mess, and the known clues were extremely limited.

Since it was clear that they were being targeted by a ghost, the only way was to find the key clues and end the mission before the ghost acted.

They had to hurry, even if it meant taking some risks.

"What exactly is that ghost?" Luo Yi's voice came from behind him, trembling constantly, "It can leave goat-like hoof prints, and a terrifying giant hand."

Zhen Jianren was extremely annoyed at the moment, "Stop talking!" he interrupted, "No matter what it is, neither of us can contend with it, saying these useless words is meaningless."

The only thing he was thankful for at the moment was that he had wiped off the blood handprint on the door with a damp cloth.

He knew that if the people in rooms 404 and 406 saw it.

Then his situation would be even more difficult.

In a mission, those targeted by ghosts are bound to be abandoned by their partners.

He had already torn off his tie and thrown it away, not knowing where. At the moment, Zhen Jianren looked like a desperate gambler.

That's right, he was indeed prepared to gamble.

And Luo Yi was more like someone who had given up after being driven to a dead end.

He was a sadist.

In their world.

Female white-collar workers walking alone at midnight, and female students walking alone at night, were all his targets.

He styled himself as a lone walker in the night.