But Jiang Cheng leaned close and whispered a few words into Huai Yi's ear. In the next second, Huai Yi's face changed drastically.

"This..." Huai Yi's expression was awful.

"Whether what I said makes sense is for you to decide," Jiang Cheng said calmly, "Now, will you stay, or come with me?"

"Jiang-ge, I think I'll go with you," Huai Yi said cooperatively. "Brother Fugui, I'll leave the outside to you." Huai Yi looked at the fatty, signaling with his eyes.

The fatty hadn't thought so much about it. The danger inside room 19 was obvious. It was possible that entering the room would immediately trigger a chase by a vengeful ghost.

To be precise, the Rain Night Murderer.

So far, all the victims had died in a similar way, split in half by a huge axe.

Thinking of Yuan Xiaotian's miserable state of being split open from the top of his head, the fatty couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine, as if a cold air was rising from his feet straight to his head.

"Mr. Jiang." Xia Qiang looked at Jiang Cheng. "I'm ready."

Jiang Cheng looked at the shop owner on the other side, who was constantly cheering himself up. Realizing this, the shop owner took a deep breath and nodded firmly at Jiang Cheng. "I'm ready too."

The fatty looked at the lock on the door. It was an old-fashioned iron padlock, the kind that used to be common. He couldn't help but reach out to take a look. But the moment his hand touched the lock, with a "click," the lock opened to everyone's surprise.

The fatty didn't react at all. After about a second, he suddenly let go and retreated, "What... what's going on?"

The lock opened, without a key, as coincidentally as if it had been rehearsed in a script.

"Don't panic." Xia Qiang's voice was as calm as ever. He stared at the lock on the door, as if luring someone into a trap.

Stepping forward, Xia Qiang removed the padlock, then gently pushed, and the door of room 19 finally opened.

It stopped after opening about a third of the way.

As if a hand behind the door was preventing it from opening further.

"Could there be... someone hiding behind the door?" The fatty's imagination was strong. He had already imagined a man with transparent tape all over his head hiding behind the door, the Rain Night Murderer, holding a huge axe, waiting for the first person to enter, then swinging the axe down.

It seemed that everyone had similar concerns. No one dared to go in rashly.

From the outside, the inside was a relatively large room, at least larger than they had expected.

Seeing this, the shop owner immediately explained that the previous owner had left him some shop information before leaving. From the information, he knew that room 19 used to be a warehouse a long time ago, and was later converted into a script room, so the area was twice as large as a normal room.

Logically speaking, the room hadn't been ventilated for so long, so it should have a musty smell, but they didn't smell anything strange standing outside. There was only a creepy chill, constantly flowing outward through the cracks in the door.

"Is there a light inside?" Xia Qiang turned to ask the shop owner.

The shop owner was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, he nodded. "There should be. Judging from the layout of the other rooms, it should be on the left-hand side when you enter. But after so long, even if there is, it probably won't work."

Xia Qiang looked at Jiang Cheng, with a business-like attitude, and said, "Mr. Jiang, I pushed the door open just now. The first person to enter should be chosen from you."

The first person to push the door and the first person to enter the room had to bear great risks. For such things, none of them would be polite.

Without a word of nonsense, before Xia Qiang finished speaking, Jiang Cheng had already turned on his phone and used the phone's flashlight to shine into the room.

But strangely, the previously normal phone flashlight suddenly became faulty when it shone into room 19. It flickered non-stop at first, then the brightness gradually decreased, and finally it maintained a barely visible level of light.

Huai Yi immediately took out his phone as well, and the result was the same as what Jiang Cheng encountered.

Everyone was clear that this room was indeed problematic, hiding some crisis that they didn't yet understand.

Jiang Cheng stepped forward, his body outside the door, and carefully pushed the door open with one hand, opening it as wide as possible.

He didn't encounter much resistance in the process of opening the door to the fullest, which made Jiang Cheng feel a little more at ease. What he was most worried about was that there would be a ghost standing behind the door.

"Turn on your phone flashlights." Jiang Cheng said, "I'll go in first, you follow me."

Holding up his phone, Jiang Cheng was the first to walk into this almost forbidden room. Xia Qiang followed behind him, then the nervous shop owner, and finally Huai Yi.

The group of four was quickly swallowed up by the dim room.

The people standing outside, including Feng Jie and Zhou Tong, felt a sense of powerlessness slowly spreading from the bottom of their hearts, as if this time was a farewell forever.

Standing outside, they could only see a faint light in the room. As for the silhouettes of people, or any actions, they couldn't see anything at all.

The people who went in seemed to have entered a dense fog, entering another incomprehensible world.

"Tap."

"Tap."

"Tap."

......

"Listen." Huai Yi lowered his voice, "What's that sound?"

A crisp "tap tap" sound echoed in the room, filled with an unknown sense of strangeness, making the whole atmosphere even more elusive.

"It sounds like the ticking of a clock." Xia Qiang stopped and listened quietly for a while, and said.

Speaking of clocks, everyone couldn't help but think of the alarm clock that appeared in the mission. The alarm clock had appeared more than once, almost running through every key node in the mission.

"There is a table in front of me." Jiang Cheng's voice came.

A table suddenly appeared in front of them, long and rectangular, with many chairs neatly arranged around it.

The shop owner stared at the table, his face instantly becoming very ugly, as if he had discovered something terrible. "What's going on? Did this table suddenly appear? Why didn't I see it just now?"

Jiang Cheng looked at the table in front of him and said in a low voice, "I didn't see it just now either. The table only appeared when my body touched it."

"It only appears when touched, is that the rule here?" Huai Yi lowered his voice, while vigilantly looking around. They had walked at least 15 meters since entering, and it was still a straight line distance. The area of this room was clearly much larger than expected.

A normal room would never be this big, so it could only be that it had been changed by a mysterious force.

There was a table lamp in the middle of the table.

Seeing the table lamp, Jiang Cheng's eyes paused. It was an old-fashioned table lamp, with a green lampshade.

The key point was that it was exactly the same as the one seen at the crime scene!