Without Bai Xiaojie, if they couldn't find a clue before night fell, one of the three of them would die.

　　"How exactly did she die?" Fatty stared at the knife on the table. He naturally knew that Bai Xiaojie had died from excessive blood loss due to a wrist cut.

　　But a wrist cut didn't necessarily mean suicide. It was still hard to say whether she had done it herself or if something had forced her.

　　In this kind of ghostly place, nothing could be judged by common sense.

　　Jiang Cheng picked up the knife, looked at it, and put it back, then casually picked up the phone on the table.

　　This phone belonged to Bai Xiaojie. The reason Jiang Cheng remembered this phone was entirely because it was strange. Not many people in this day and age still used old-fashioned flip phones.

　　The phone was flipped open and placed upside down on the table. Jiang Cheng picked it up and found that the screen was actually lit.

　　On it was a message that had not yet been sent. The first half of the message was about missing a man, and the second half turned into the most vicious curse.

　　Deducing from the lines, this Bai Xiaojie and the deceased Miao Qing had a story.

　　And the curse in the second half was even more direct, directed at the three of them, Jiang Cheng. Before her death, Bai Xiaojie attributed Miao Qing's death to the calculations of the three of them, believing that they had killed Miao Qing.

　　Sure enough, people who lost control of their emotions had no reason. Jiang Cheng didn't hate her, nor did he sympathize with her. This woman attributed all the bad results to others and didn't know how to reflect. She was destined to die, sooner or later.

　　Moreover, Jiang Cheng didn't think that the woman's love for Miao Qing was so noble and profound. Her choice of suicide was more about fear.

　　Based on her own cowardice, she feared the unknown danger.

　　If Miao Qing was still alive, then she would still have someone to rely on, but with Miao Qing's death, her belief in living also collapsed.

　　People always subconsciously attached themselves to the strong around them, giving them the right to choose, while they themselves chose to obey at a lower level.

　　Over time, this became a habit.

　　This was also Jiang Cheng's biggest concern. He was worried that one day he would encounter an accident, and what would happen to Fatty and Huai Yi?

　　Would they lose their ability to think because of extreme irrationality?

　　"Doctor?" Noticing Jiang Cheng's absent-mindedness, Fatty reminded him.

　　Jiang Cheng put down his phone and looked at Bai Xiaojie's pale face. After a long while, he said, "It wasn't done by a ghost. She committed suicide."

　　Strangely enough, Fatty actually breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this result.

　　Bai Xiaojie's death was a foregone conclusion. Although Huai Yi was angry, he was also helpless. The three of them stopped paying attention to Bai Xiaojie's body and spread the painting out on the table. Jiang Cheng always believed that the way to survive must be related to the painting.

　　If there was one.

　　Unfortunately, the goddess of luck didn't stand on their side this time. The sky outside was already dark, but after discussing it over and over again, there was still no result.

　　"We can't wait any longer." Huai Yi slammed the table and stood up, saying fiercely, "We'll go directly to the 3rd floor. Last time, Brother Fu Gui smashed the wall, this time Huai and Jiang will try."

　　"I can see the corpses on the trees, maybe it's a hint." The reason Huai Yi gave sounded untenable, but now, they had to grasp every bit of hope.

　　Jiang Cheng didn't stop them. They took the tools to the 3rd floor. Huai Yi smashed the wall like crazy, but couldn't leave even a trace on the wall.

　　"Stop smashing!" Jiang Cheng stopped Huai Yi, whose eyes were red, and said in a low voice, "It's useless, this is not the way to get in at all."

　　On the way back to the 2nd floor, the three of them were silent. Now the cruel reality was in front of them, and they had to split up the rooms again, and this time someone was destined to meet Haarson.

　　Jiang Cheng pushed open a door. The time inside was 3:19.

　　Not a bad time.

　　Unfortunately, it was useless to him.

　　Fatty also pushed open a door. After seeing the time clearly, he turned around and said to Jiang Cheng, "It's 4:07 here."

　　Huai Yi walked a few steps quickly and pushed open another door that was far away from the two of them. After seeing the time clearly, he closed the door a little bit and said in a hoarse voice, "It's 2:46 here."

　　Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, "Then there's nothing to say, everyone should go into the room they chose."

　　"That won't work, Doctor, your room is the second one, you..."

　　Before Fatty could finish speaking, Jiang Cheng interrupted him. He smiled as if nothing was wrong, stepped forward and patted Fatty on the shoulder, "Fatty, you don't have to worry about me. I'm different from you. I have someone behind me!"

　　Speaking of this, Jiang Cheng's tone suddenly increased, as if he was very confident. Fatty immediately went to look at the shadow on the wall behind him. Indeed, the doctor not only had someone behind him, but also in his shadow.

　　And Fatty, who had experienced the Anping Apartment instance, knew very well the horror of Wu (nothingness).

　　"Are... are you there?" Fatty swallowed carefully and said to the doctor's shadow.

　　A few seconds later, the shadow was calm.

　　"Wu is here. I felt his aura this afternoon." Jiang Cheng stood up straight and comforted, "Don't worry, with him here, Haarson is nothing. Nothing will happen."

　　"But even if he's strong, he can't overstep the rules. Moreover, in this kind of world, his actions will be restricted. Otherwise, he would have shown up long ago, and we wouldn't have been dragging on until now." In a crisis, Fatty showed extraordinary intelligence. Jiang Cheng began to regret telling him too much.

　　"Brother Fu Gui, we can't go wrong if we listen to Brother Jiang." Huai Yi came up and said flatteringly, pulling Fatty, "Brother Jiang has Wu protecting him, so nothing will happen."

　　Fatty was already upset, and when he heard Huai Yi say this, he immediately became unhappy. He甩shuaǐ (flung) off Huai Yi's hand, "What are you saying? What do you mean nothing will happen? I'm asking you, what if something happens?"

　　"The doctor is comforting us. Can't you hear that, or are you pretending to be stupid?" Fatty used to think Huai Yi was quite reliable, but this time, he suddenly felt a little sad.

　　Seeing Huai Yi's embarrassed face, Jiang Cheng came up to help him out of the situation, "Fatty, don't talk nonsense. Huai Yi believes me. He doesn't have any bad intentions."

　　Fatty lowered his head and didn't speak. Taking advantage of Jiang Cheng's inattention, he rushed towards the room that originally belonged to Jiang Cheng, but Jiang Cheng had already predicted his actions. As soon as he moved, Jiang Cheng immediately walked into his room.

　　Standing inside the door, Jiang Cheng looked at Fatty outside, his face full of a smile of a successful plan, "Fatty." He said, "You're too slow, but... thank you anyway."

　　"Don't worry, I have buffs and the protagonist's halo." Jiang Cheng grinned, "Nothing will happen."

　　After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Cheng and Huai Yi to react, he slammed the door shut.

　　Because of what happened just now, Fatty didn't like Huai Yi very much. After glancing at him, he went back to his room, leaving Huai Yi alone in the hallway.

　　No one noticed that under the dim light, his eyes were completely dimmed, "Brother Jiang will be fine, you... nothing will happen to you."