Found It

Holding his phone, Jiang Cheng leaned against the wall, taking several deep breaths.

He didn't have much of a connection with Wang Qi, and he could sense that Wang Qi felt the same way. Wang Qi had even been blunt about his unpopularity within Deep Red.

Their bond was entirely thanks to Fatty.

Jiang Cheng didn't want Fatty to get hurt, and neither did Wang Qi. Both were willing to pay a price to protect Fatty.

Wang Qi had ultimately kept his promise.

That alone was worthy of Jiang Cheng's respect.

But his death could only delay the ghost for so long. For Fatty and Huai Yi to be truly safe, the only way was to find the correct way to open the locker in the changing room and find Jiang Yanran.

With that thought, Jiang Cheng took a key from his pocket and returned to the women's changing room.

This time, he didn't just stare at locker No. 18. He walked around the changing room a few times. Everything inside gave him an indescribable sense of strangeness.

It seemed… uncoordinated.

The reason was right at the tip of his mind, something he should have easily figured out, but some force was blocking him.

Like a thin film, impossible to break through, preventing him from uncovering the truth.

"What is it?" Jiang Cheng stared at the rows of lockers. "Why have the numbers on them been erased, with only No. 18 remaining?"

"What is it trying to hide?"

"Why is that key wrong? I could have tried the most brute-force method, checking them one by one. But the key is severely damaged now. It'll probably break completely after only two or three more tries. I don't have the chance, nor the time."

The death knell footsteps had stopped. It had