Danger!

Chen Ge gritted his teeth, struggling to keep himself from making a sound. The moment he saw the corpse, he immediately sent a message to He Shan: "Call the police, hurry, call the police!"

The light was too dim, and with a door in between, the viewers in the livestream had no idea what was happening. At this moment, Chen Ge couldn't spare any attention for them; he pressed himself against the door crack, not daring to even blink.

"A corpse hidden in the building. So this is what they were trying to dig up." Chen Ge huddled behind the wall, not daring to make any sudden movements. This was the most dangerous and tense moment; those tenants were only a few steps away from him. If they turned around and entered this room, they would discover Chen Ge.

"Stop dawdling, dig!" the Landlord cursed under his breath, walking over with his tools. He spread a sack on the ground and began to clear the cement around the Female Corpse.

Perhaps afraid of waking the tenants downstairs, they moved very carefully, not making much noise.

The wall was chiseled open, and chunks of cement kept falling. Whether from the heat or fear, beads of sweat stood out on everyone's foreheads.

They divided the labor, but since it was their first time doing something like this, they were terrified inside. They were flustered, and their progress was slow.

After more than ten minutes, they finally pried the Female Corpse out of the wall and stuffed it into the sack.

"Fatty, you stay behind to clean up the wall. The rest of you come with me to the Back Mountain; we'll find a place to bury her." The Landlord held an Iron Crowbar, directing them from the side.

"I'm going with you!" the Short Fat Man blurted out without thinking. After digging up the Female Corpse, he felt like he was about to collapse; how could he dare to stay in this place alone?

"Look at how spineless you are! Juan, you stay with him and clean up. We'll meet at the usual spot at the Back Mountain later." The Landlord gave a few instructions to the only woman, then he and the Tattooed Man carried the sack and headed downstairs.

He walked with a limp, his footsteps uneven, and he paused for a moment as he passed the room where Chen Ge was hiding.

"Why is there so much cotton wool on the floor?"

Hearing the Landlord's voice, Chen Ge's heart jumped to his throat. The Ragdoll had been torn open, and some cotton and paper scraps had fallen to the floor. The Voice-activated Light had turned on, and he hadn't had time to pick them up after discovering someone was coming.

"Don't worry about that now. This thing is heavy as lead; let's just bury it first." The Tattooed Man urged from behind. The Landlord didn't probe further, and the two passed by the door where Chen Ge was hiding, seemingly walking away.

"Fatty, don't just stand there, get to work." The woman and the Short Fat Man began to clean up the trash and wipe the bloodstains off the tools. A few minutes later, the two of them carried a large bag downstairs.

The footsteps faded into the distance. Once the third floor was quiet again, Chen Ge finally dared to take a deep breath. He was extremely cautious, peering out through the door crack.

The corridor was pitch black, and the tenants had all left.

"Damn! That scared the hell out of me."

He waited another three minutes, and since there was still nothing unusual outside, Chen Ge slowly pushed the door open and crept out, hunched over.

To avoid being discovered, he didn't turn on his phone's flashlight. He kept one hand on the wall and moved forward slowly.

"Judging by their conversation, although they aren't good people, the Female Corpse in the wall really has nothing to do with them." Come to think of it, this group was unlucky enough. After occupying the Old Man's apartment, who would have thought they'd find a corpse inside the rooftop wall? A normal person's first reaction upon finding a corpse would be to call the police, but these people weren't clean themselves. On one hand, they were afraid that calling the police would expose their criminal records, and on the other, they found it creepy to live in the same building as a corpse. They had no choice but to take the fall for the real killer and bury the body themselves.

"No wonder the Landlord repeatedly told me not to go out after midnight." Chen Ge's eyes had already adjusted to the darkness. He picked up his pace, intending to leave the Apartment Building as soon as possible.

Moving lightly and cautiously, Chen Ge didn't even bother with his Backpack; he went straight to the first floor.

"Damn it." The anti-theft door of the Apartment Building was locked; he was trapped inside.

"Those people went to bury the corpse, and they didn't even forget to lock the door on their way out?" Chen Ge felt a vague sense of unease. "The windows in the first-floor corridor have an Anti-theft Net, and the windows on the third floor are boarded up with wood. The only exit I have left to leave the Apartment Building is the window in the room on the second floor."

The atmosphere inside the apartment was eerie. Chen Ge didn't want to stay, so he took his Tool Hammer and returned to the second floor.

The corridor in the darkness was long and deep, like the open mouth of a beast; once he entered, he would be chewed to pieces.

"So quiet." Chen Ge's own room was at the far left of the corridor, right next to the Landlord's room. He was on high alert, terrified that some door might suddenly open.

Slowing his pace and steadying his breathing, it took Chen Ge more than a minute to reach his door.

"Thank goodness there were no accidents. I'll tie the bedsheets to the window frame later; getting down from the second floor shouldn't be a problem." Chen Ge took out his key, using the faint light from his phone screen to find the keyhole. Just as he was about to insert the key, his arm suddenly froze in mid-air.

"The half-strand of hair I placed in the keyhole—why is it gone?"

His hair stood on end, and fear washed over him like a tide from all directions. Chen Ge felt his hands and feet turn ice-cold.

"Someone has been in my room! They know I'm not in there!"

His breathing became rapid, as if a block of ice had been stuffed into his lungs.

"When did they go in? Was it after they buried the corpse? Or when they found the cotton on the floor?" Actually, thinking about this didn't mean much now. Chen Ge backed away, looking at the room he had been living in, and quickly calmed down: "I can't go back. Those people are likely in my room right now! Maybe they're hiding behind the door holding a Steel Crowbar!"

His strong mental fortitude allowed Chen Ge to quickly adjust his state. He had to escape in the shortest possible time; the longer he dragged it out, the more dangerous it would be.

Backing away step by step, Chen Ge didn't make a sound. He knew very well that the only way to leave the Apartment Building now was through the second-floor window; all other paths were blocked.

In the pitch-black, silent corridor, Chen Ge retreated quietly without making a sound until he reached the far right of the corridor, the point furthest from his room on the second floor.

"Those tenants are even more dangerous than I imagined. Whether I can keep my life tonight depends on this gamble!" Chen Ge gritted his teeth, raised his Tool Hammer, and smashed it heavily against the door lock of the room on the far right.

"Bang!"

The deathly silence shrouding the Ping An Apartment was broken. Chen Ge hammered the lock like a madman. With the loud, echoing bangs, the thing he least wanted to see happened.

At the far left of the corridor, the door to Room 208, where Chen Ge had originally rented, was pushed open! Hearing the commotion, the Tattooed Man and the Landlord rushed out, wielding a Steel Crowbar and a Kitchen Knife, their faces twisted with malice!

"Open, hurry up!"

"Clang!"

After continuous hammering, the lock finally fell off. Chen Ge didn't hesitate and kicked the door open!