Chapter 21 Illusions

There were far more cubicles than they had imagined, and being here, even people like Jiang Cheng and Wang Qi felt like they were being watched.

This feeling was inexplicably irritating.

"Go to the last cubicle." Jiang Cheng turned to look at Wang Qi. In Yuan Xiaoyi's story, the male employee found the drowned woman in the last cubicle.

Wang Qi put down the curtain in his hand and nodded, "Okay."

"Don't stay too close to us." Jiang Cheng turned to Fatty Huai Yi, worried that they wouldn't be able to run if something unexpected happened.

The last cubicle was in the corner, quiet and seemingly unoccupied. Jiang Cheng and Wang Qi approached slowly, and then Wang Qi reached out and yanked the curtain open.

It was empty, there was nothing inside, and not much water on the floor.

Before the two could relax, they heard a "whoosh" sound. Water splashed behind them, a shower had turned on, and the showerhead was spraying water.

"Crap!" followed by Fatty's exclamation, then the sounds of fighting, and someone falling.

Jiang Cheng and Wang Qi immediately ran back, but the short distance seemed endless.

The cubicles flashed by on either side, only a dozen or so between them, but it felt like hundreds.

And all the cubicle curtains were down, completely different from before.

"Hiss—"

The sound of the shower stopped, leaving only the remaining water droplets falling to the ground, making a "drip, drip" sound. Jiang Cheng and Wang Qi finally ran back to Fatty and Huai Yi.

"What happened?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Huai Yi was helping Fatty, and they came out of a cubicle. Fatty was soaked, as if he had taken a shower, while Huai Yi was a little better off.

Hearing Jiang Cheng's question, Huai Yi quickly replied, "The showerhead suddenly turned on and sprayed Brother Fugui all over. He panicked and slipped, and then..."

"That's not it!" Fatty suddenly raised his head, his face pale, clearly not recovered from what had just happened. He argued, "I didn't slip, someone, someone pulled me, grabbed my leg. The ground was slippery, I couldn't stand, and I fell!"

"That person also... pressed me down, pinched my neck, and tried to drown me!" Fatty raised his head, pointing to his neck, "Look."

Fatty's neck was red and swollen, with several scratches, showing how intense it had been.

"Did the shower turn off by itself?" Wang Qi asked, looking at the cubicle where the showerhead was still dripping water.

"No, I turned it off." Huai Yi paused, looking at Fatty with a puzzled expression, and explained, "But I didn't see anyone. I only saw Brother Fugui fall and struggle on the ground. I wanted to pull him up, but he kicked me. I saw him... him..."

"Speak plainly," Jiang Cheng said, feeling that Huai Yi was hesitating strangely.

"It really wasn't someone pulling him. He slipped by himself. I saw it clearly, and no one was choking his neck... It was all Brother Fugui, it was Brother Fugui himself!"

"He was choking his own neck, struggling on the ground. I was so scared, I wanted to pry his hand open, but I couldn't hold him down, and he even kicked me. I almost fell too." Huai Yi said excitedly, "Later, I turned off the shower, and Brother Fugui stopped. That's when you... you came back."

"I... I choked myself?" Fatty's eyes widened, still breathing heavily.

"That's how it was," Huai Yi nodded.

Now the situation was clearer. Neither Huai Yi nor Fatty had any reason to lie. One of them was hallucinating.

As for who it was, Jiang Cheng grabbed Fatty's hand and pressed it against his neck, and it immediately became clear.

Fingerprints remained on his neck, deep enough to match Fatty's hand.

Jiang Cheng dropped his hand and exhaled, "You were hallucinating. If it weren't for Huai Yi, you would have choked yourself to death."

"This ghost can affect people's minds," Wang Qi added.

"If that's the case, then it's too scary." Fatty seemed to suddenly remember something, "By the way, the ghost I saw was a man, not a woman."

"A man?" This sentence attracted everyone's attention.

Wang Qi paused and quickly asked, "Did you see his face clearly? Do you recognize him?"

"I didn't see his face clearly. It was like a layer of fog was covering it. Well, actually, it wasn't just his face, his body was the same." Fatty frowned, speaking intermittently, "Actually, I'm not sure about the gender either. I just felt it, you know?"

"Not really," Huai Yi said honestly.

"You felt like you knew this person very well, right?" After a moment of thought, Jiang Cheng suddenly said, "His movements, and his figure, you felt familiar, but it was very vague."

Hearing this, Fatty's dim eyes lit up, "Yes, Doctor, you're exactly right! That's how it was! He came up and pulled my leg, then started twisting my neck. All cheap tricks, but really damn nasty!" Fatty covered his neck at the thought of that person, hopping mad, clearly in a lot of pain.

Although Fatty only had a vague feeling, Jiang Cheng seemed to have grasped the key point. How could the person Fatty saw be so much like himself?

"Look!" Fatty pointed inside the cubicle, the sudden movement startling everyone. They thought the ghost had returned.

But after seeing clearly, they realized it was a blue metal tag hanging below the showerhead, still dripping water.

Wang Qi reached out and took the tag off.

"The ghost left it," Huai Yi realized, remembering the story Jiang Cheng had retold, "But... why isn't there a key on it?"

Before he finished speaking, footsteps sounded outside.

A wet, squishing sound, like someone who had been soaked and bloated, so much water dripping from their body with every step.

Clearly, the ghost was telling them that the key was still in her hand, and if they wanted to find out the truth, they had to follow her.

Although they didn't like being led by the nose, there was no better option at the moment.

Wang Qi identified the location of the footsteps, looked up in the corresponding direction, and after a while, said softly, "This time she's going to the locker room."

And she was going there with the key.

In Yuan Xiaoyi's story, the key was mentioned as being important, corresponding to the drowned girl's locker.

It was also said that no one had touched it since the girl's death.

What exactly was hidden there?

Why did she have such a strong obsession with that place, even after so long?

After a moment, Jiang Cheng's eyes sharpened. He thought he knew what was hidden in the locker. Su Dan Novel Network

It was Jiang Yanran!

She had hidden herself in that locker!