"Ying Chen wasn't in the fourth-floor hallway. He must be hiding in one of the rooms, and he was probably keeping an eye on his surroundings."
"That guy doesn't play by the rules. He has a bizarre way of doing things, so I need to be even more careful."
Chen Ge didn't know whether Ying Chen had learned anything about him from the middle-aged man. He couldn't afford to worry about that now. Since Ying Chen hadn't moved, he wanted to hurry and meet Miss Red, and find as many allies as he could.
With Lady Skirt supporting him, Chen Ge reached the corner of the stairs between the fourth and fifth floors. A faint stench hung in the air, and there were traces of water beneath his shoes.
"Why did you suddenly stop?" Chen Ge whispered. He had been walking upstairs, but Lady Skirt, who was supporting his arm, had abruptly come to a halt.
Chen Ge couldn't see a thing. Sensing that something was wrong with Lady Skirt, he immediately tensed up.
He faintly heard a girl singing. It sounded as if it were coming from a broken music box, the melody wavering in and out. The eerie quality of her voice was indescribable.
"Is someone coming? Let's go to the fifth floor. Don't stay here!" Chen Ge had a terrible feeling. He could tell the singing was coming from the fifth floor, and he was worried it would bring Ying Chen over.
"Someone just went past on the fifth floor. They didn't make a sound as they walked." Lady Skirt's tone was strange. "Did I see that wrong?"
"Wait! A music box? A girl singing? Someone walking without making a sound? Could the person you saw have been Ying Tong?" Chen Ge knew there was a broken