"It looks like Situ An is hiding right here."
The memories of death in Gao Ming's mind were like a red-hot branding iron. The agony of dying horribly again and again kept tugging at every nerve.
He could no longer control himself. Before the big black dog could act, he pushed open the door in front of him.
There was no bloody, horrific scene, nor any monsters or vengeful ghosts. This might even have been the cleanest room in the office building. Everything was arranged neatly, without a speck of dust, as though the House Owner had obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"A surveillance room?"
Inside the room marked Teaching Assessment Room, an entire wall was covered in screens displaying surveillance feeds. The House Owner could watch almost everything that happened on campus from here. The screens were embedded in the wall like eyes.
A microphone and camera were mounted on the desk near the wall. Sitting in this hidden room, the House Owner could issue every command.
"Situ An expanded Hande Private Academy. A place this well hidden must have been his work."
The big dog following Gao Ming also poked its head into the room. Its nostrils twitched, and its front paw hovered above the floor as it hesitated over whether to enter. Somehow, this large dog gave the impression of a cat.
"Situ An is right here. I can feel his presence." Gao Ming was utterly certain. The moment he finished speaking, every surveillance feed on the wall changed.
After a flicker of black-and-white static, a man sitting in a chair appeared on the screens.
Strange tubes pierced his body, as though he suffered from some bizarre illness. Yet even with large patches of skin rotting away and little time left to live, he still sat straight, composed and unruffled,