Li Guanqi had once thought Chen Ping was the first to discover the eye monsters, but now it seemed Hao Zhi, who had died first, had encountered them before her.
The conversation seemed packed with revelations, but little of it was actually useful. It could only serve as a lead.
"Guys, you do know this is a trap, right?"
Chen Tang's Adam's apple bobbed as he looked pleadingly at the others and ventured the question.
At last, Chang Sheng put the cigarette he had been clutching for so long between his lips. His lighter flared with a sharp click. He took a deep drag, blew out the flame with his smoke, and started up the stairs.
"Fuck it. Let's get up there first."
Once he moved, the others had to follow.
Ruan Zi's expression shifted slightly. Gritting her teeth, she was the second to head upstairs.
"Manager, this..."
Chen Tang hurriedly supported the weakened Li Guanqi, and the two climbed side by side.
Li Guanqi was deathly pale. His nerves taut, he looked up the stairs. His voice was quiet, but carried weight.
"The ghost officer's main job is catching ghosts. Killing people comes second.
"What did Chen Ping want to do when she took Da Chui away? Now it looks like she was heading to the Broadcast Room to find the 'someone' Hao Zhi mentioned.
"Now that she's shown herself, the ghost officer will definitely go after her.
"We can't repeat what happened with the high heels. Otherwise, we'll lose every usable clue in this building, one by one."
Something caught in Chen Tang's throat. He was not particularly afraid; what he felt more strongly was uncertainty and confusion.
"Manager, I don't mean to argue, but we can't afford to mess with the ghost officer, and we can't afford