"Treasure Sky City? Isn't that our complex?" Chen Siyao snatched the phone and scrolled down.
The report said the person who had fallen was the owner of the full-floor penthouse in Building A, a well-known tycoon in Pengcheng whose company was on the rise. He had jumped from the thirty-first floor at around nine that evening and died on impact.
After the incident, residents of Building A had reported hauntings on floors twenty-nine, thirty, and thirty-one. Some had heard crying, some had seen dark shadows, and some had been awakened in the middle of the night by knocking, only to find nothing when they opened their doors. Property management had urgently evacuated all residents from those three floors. Now the entire Building A was sealed off, with no one allowed in or out.
"Why would they seal off the whole building because someone jumped?" Chen Siyao frowned. "That's so strange."
Yang Wanqing shook her head. "I don't know. Look, there are comments below."
Chen Siyao opened the comments section, growing more alarmed the further she read.
An account claiming to belong to a resident on the twenty-eighth floor of Building A had posted a long comment: "I live on the twenty-eighth floor. Sometime after eight tonight, I heard a loud thud upstairs, like something hitting the floor. I didn't think much of it at the time. I figured they were moving things."
"In the middle of the night, I was woken by knocking. It was frantic—bang, bang, bang, bang. I thought something had happened to one of my neighbors, so I opened the door, but there was nothing in the hallway. The knocking was still going, though. It was coming from above my head—the ceiling."
That comment had thousands of likes.
Another account verified as a Building A resident said: