"Since the ghost is gone, let's hurry up." Zhou Rong glanced around. In the dim environment, his heart was filled with uneasiness. "Everyone spread out and search. I'll go to the kitchen."
"I'm nearby in case the ghost comes back suddenly," Pei Gan said immediately.
After saying that, the two of them looked at Jiangcheng. Now only the second floor was left without anyone searching.
It was clear that they were prepared to leave the unfamiliar location to him.
"Exciting!" Jiang Cheng suddenly became excited.
The tense Zhou Rong was so frightened by Jiang Cheng's sudden voice that he almost flew out of his wits. Pei Qian was even worse. Because of his age, he suddenly felt wet.
"Then... then please leave it to Mr. Yin."
The pale-faced Zhou Rong didn't stop after he finished speaking, and walked directly to the kitchen door. The ghost came out of this door, and so did the sound of chopping vegetables not long ago.
Pei Qian was now a little afraid of Jiang Cheng from the bottom of his heart. This man... seemed to have a brain problem. In order not to be implicated by Jiang Cheng, Pei Qian also chose to stay away from him and search in another direction.
Jiang Cheng strolled to the stairs. He did not go upstairs immediately. Instead, after thinking for a while, he suddenly squatted down and pressed his ear against the wall near the stairs.
Because of the field of vision, Pei Qian couldn't see him for the time being and thought he had gone upstairs.
There was a thin layer of dust on the floor inside the building.
Jiang Cheng's eyes slowly swept over the stairs, and some dust seemed to have been rubbed off.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and then he took a few steps up the steps, but it seemed that his movements were wide open and closed, but in fact the sound he made was inaudible.
Choosing a location with a better view, he squatted down and here...he found several shoe prints.
The shoe prints were messy and unclear, as if they were left by someone running in a panic.
Based on what Pei Qian said, this should have been left by Jiang Zhongyi before his death.
He carefully identified several shoe prints and quickly concluded that these were not the shoe prints of one person, but of two people. Judging from the size, they should be two adult men.
He immediately thought of Penfolds, who had disappeared on the first night.
It seems very likely that he has been here and was attacked by ghosts here.
Just when Jiang Cheng stood up and was about to change positions and carefully look at the few shoe prints left behind, his peripheral vision flashed and his legs that were about to fall suddenly stopped.
Just where he was about to settle, he found another shoe print.
The size of this shoe print is obviously different from the previous two. It is smaller and narrower, as if it was left by a woman.
Thinking of this, he immediately looked at his feet.
There were also traces of dust being rubbed away a little bit next to where he was standing.
It was as if... there was once a woman who, using the same movements as Jiang Cheng, chose to stand in the same position and observe the shoe prints appearing on the stairs.
For the first time, a different emotion appeared in Jiang Cheng's eyes.
He looked up at the dark corner of the stairs, and then slowly backed away with extremely slow movements.
The moment he turned around, he suddenly noticed a face appearing behind the kitchen door.
It's Zhou Rong.
But at this moment, he seemed to be paler than before.
Pei Qian also searched around and then came back.
Jiang Cheng pretended to have searched upstairs and found nothing and walked down the stairs.
"How is it?" Pei Qian looked at Jiang Cheng and asked in a low voice.
Jiang Cheng pretended to be serious and shook his head.
Pei Gan licked his lips, glanced at the stairs quickly, and then said in a strange tone: "Why didn't I hear footsteps upstairs? Mr. Yin couldn't be afraid, so he didn't search."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng immediately made way to the stairs, stared at Pei Qian with aggrieved eyes and said, "If you don't believe me, just go up and have a look."
Pei Gan glanced at the dark corner at the end of the stairs, his throat couldn't help but roll, and then he opened his mouth without saying anything else.
"I think... I think you can come in and take a look," Zhou Rong's voice was strange, as if he was trying to suppress it, as if he would spit it out immediately if he didn't suppress it.
At the same time, a vague smell of blood wafted out of the kitchen.
Pei Qian's face instantly turned ugly, and it was obvious that he was thinking of something.
But in the end, he moved his steps and walked over with Jiang Cheng.
Zhou Rong stepped back and opened the door for the two of them.
Pei Gan walked in first, and Jiang Cheng followed behind him.
As soon as he entered the door, the strong smell of blood hit his face, mixed with the stench of rotten meat. Pei Gan couldn't hold it back and almost vomited it out.
On the ground is a large dark stove, which is made of stone bricks, and the part next to the lime floor is plastered with a thick layer of yellow mud.
Where the tableware is stored, there are a few blue and white porcelain bowls scattered around, most of them missing corners.
There is also a huge basin covered with wooden boards.
The dark stove was stained with blood, and it looked like a dismemberment scene in a movie.
Not like this, right here!
Zhou Rong had obviously seen the contents of the basin, so when he lifted the wooden board covering the basin this time, he just took a deep breath, but Pei Gan's face suddenly turned pale.
Inside the basin... were pieces of minced meat, some of which were oddly colored and should be offal.
What's even more terrifying is that they saw a finger that had been chopped with a knife and the bones were chopped into pieces, but there was still some skin and flesh attached...
His stomach was churning, and Pei Gan, who was the weakest in his body, finally vomited it out.
Jiang Cheng immediately jumped out of the way.
Zhou Rong's reaction was a step slower. When he tried to hide again, it was already too late. Dirt splashed on his shoes, and he hurriedly stepped back.
The lime floor was covered in bloodstains.
Although the blood stains are not yet dry, they have become sticky and thick. When you step on them, you will make a "crunching" sound, which makes people feel heartbroken. At the same time, it will leave a shallow shoe mark.
"Huh?" Jiang Cheng suddenly said.
Zhou Rong immediately looked at Jiang Cheng, but before he could speak, the latter lowered his voice and said warily: "Did you hear anything just now?"
"What...what sound?"
"It seems to be upstairs," Jiang Cheng said quickly as he turned around and walked toward the door, "You stay here, I'll go take a look."
"I'll go with you," Zhou Rong followed.
Suddenly, his arm was pulled, and his figure suddenly stopped.
"Mr. Zhou," Pei Gan looked very ugly, but he still held onto Zhou Rong's arm and lowered his voice: "Just let him go alone. Let's... let's look for clues first. I'm afraid the ghost will be back soon."
In just these few seconds, Jiang Cheng had already left the kitchen, and he could no longer see his shadow.
Zhou Rong slowly turned his head and looked at Pei Qian's sad face. After a few seconds, he suddenly smiled: "Okay."
"I have found a clue," Zhou Rong said as he walked backwards. His walking posture was strange and his strength was much greater. The weak Pei Gan was almost carried away by him.
