The fat man sheepishly came to the bedside, climbed up, lay down, and covered himself with the quilt up to his chin. His actions were exactly as Jiang Cheng remembered.

During this process, Jiang Cheng noticed something very strange. Before climbing onto the bed, the fat man took off his slippers, then placed the two shoes together with the toes pointing outwards.

Although he moved quickly, Jiang Cheng still noticed it.

Jiang Cheng couldn't figure out why the fat man did this, but in this situation, he had no choice but to bury the question in his heart. Then he quickly walked to the door, leaned against it, and sat down.

After confirming that the fat man had not moved, Jiang Cheng took out his mobile phone, turned it on, and a message from Lin Wan'er floated on the screen, "Luohe is also suspicious. He just sent me a message saying that he found a clue to a way out, but it's not convenient to tell me over the phone, so he wants me to go to his room to find him."

"Now it seems that the people around us may all be suspicious." Lin Wan'er changed the subject. "How is the situation on your side?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Cheng roughly understood what was going on. Lin Wan'er, like the fat man, was disguised by a ghost. In this mission, apart from himself, none of these "friends" around him could be trusted!

Moreover, these ghosts were not in a cooperative relationship, but in competition!

The object of their competition was him, a living person!

Taking the current situation as an example, both the fat man and Lin Wan'er were trying their best to make him believe in one of them and suspect that the other was a ghost.

"Why aren't you replying? Are you in danger? Could it be 10 (Shí hào, refers to the fat guy) who is suspicious?" Lin Wan'er's message appeared just right, but unknown to her, in Jiang Cheng's eyes, it was a clumsy attempt to hide something.

His brain working at high speed, Jiang Cheng roughly knew what to do next. Although this mission had a high ghost content, it was not all bad news. Since the ghosts were in competition, he could use this to his advantage.

Stirring up discord was something he could do with ease.

"I have indeed discovered some strange things about the fat man, but I can't be sure that he is disguised as a ghost." In order to make the act look more real, Jiang Cheng changed the subject and pointed the finger of suspicion at Lin Wan'er, "Moreover, since there are so many ghosts in this mission, how can you prove that you are not one of them?"

Lin Wan'er quickly replied, "Why would you think that? Think about it carefully. If I were a ghost, how could I tell you that Chen Ran, and Fu Fu are also suspicious?" Through the words sent, one could detect a strong sense of grievance.

But Jiang Cheng was unmoved. These words made him even more convinced that Lin Wan'er was a ghost.

After all, he knew Lin Wan'er's temper. If she encountered the same situation, the real Lin Wan'er would not bother to explain, because she knew that the more she explained, the more unclear it would become. She would only skillfully type out a line like "Oh, yes, yes, yes, I'm a ghost and you've seen through me. I'm very angry, you wait to die," and then stop contacting him.

Feeling that the atmosphere was about right, Jiang Cheng planned to get information from Lin Wan'er, "What you said makes sense. If you were a ghost, there would indeed be no reason to tell me this, but how can you prove that the fat man is a ghost? He came to this world with me."

Lin Wan'er hesitated for a moment and replied, "What is 10 (Shí hào, refers to the fat guy) doing now?"

"After seeing your message, I sent him to rest. He is lying in bed now." Jiang Cheng was concise, and after speaking, he pretended to casually mention the fat man's strange behavior.

"He took off his slippers and placed them neatly together, with the toes pointing in your direction, right?" Lin Wan'er suddenly asked.

"Yes, I feel weird, but I can't say why." Jiang Cheng continued along with her words.

"I'm going to tell you something, don't be afraid." After a moment of brewing, Lin Wan'er continued to send messages: "I once heard someone say that some ghosts who died particularly tragically in life cannot see things with their eyes. They use a very special marker. As long as they point the toes of their shoes in a certain direction, or at a certain person, the ghost can see what is happening in that direction."

There is such a thing... Jiang Cheng's heart tightened. Although it sounded bizarre, he judged that what "Lin Wan'er" said should be true.

"This ghost has already set its sights on you, you must be careful." Lin Wan'er on the other side of the screen struck while the iron was hot.

Jiang Cheng feigned panic, "I believe you now, what should I do next?"

Seemingly knowing that Jiang Cheng had taken the bait, Lin Wan'er's attitude also eased, "Don't worry, although this kind of ghost is terrible, its weakness is also obvious. As long as you find the right opportunity to disrupt its plan, you will have a chance to escape."

"What plan?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"The shoes, I suspect that all the slippers we are wearing this time are suspicious, and it was done by the ghost in your room. It will use these shoes to kill us." Lin Wan'er said firmly, "It will definitely ask you to go to bed to sleep later. If you rashly refuse, it will only arouse its suspicion."

"Remember, when it gets close to 12 o'clock, you must find a way to get out of bed, and before that, you must distance yourself from it as much as possible, and find a chance to point the toes of the shoes you put next to the bed towards the window."

"Will this allow me to escape the pursuit?"

"Of course not only that, these can only temporarily get rid of this ghost. Next, you have to leave the room, go out and walk to the right. I will be waiting for you at the end of the corridor, and we will leave together." Lin Wan'er comforted.

The other party's fox tail could no longer be hidden. Jiang Cheng knew the layout of the hotel. The leftmost side was the staff通道 (tōngdào, passage), the middle was the guest staircase, and the rightmost side had only an old elevator exclusively for VIPs.

Once trapped in the elevator, the consequences were obvious.

The ghost disguised as Lin Wan'er wanted to lure him out, to the vicinity of the elevator, and without the disturbance of "the fat man" and other ghosts, eat him alone.

Jiang Cheng naturally would not expose her. On the contrary, he cooperated more and more, but still revealed a little bit of the necessary vigilance, "I remember that the rightmost side is the elevator, is it safe there? Should we take another route?"

"Can't change! Do you still remember the large mirror in the middle of the staircase? I heard Chen Ran say that they put the bodies of the victims on the 3rd floor in front of the mirror. If we go from there, we don't know what will happen." Lin Wan'er said fiercely.

Jiang Cheng remembered the large mirror. According to the newspaper records, the unnamed body appeared in front of the mirror after the fire.

Jiang Cheng continued to test, "Since the middle staircase is not feasible, we can try the leftmost staff通道 (tōngdào, passage)."

"I originally thought so too, but your room is on the right. In the time it takes you to escape to the left staircase, you will pass several other rooms with ghosts. I'm worried that you will be intercepted and killed." Lin Wan'er's acting was very good, as if she was thinking of Jiang Cheng in every way.