Chen Siyao handed her phone to Chen Hao. He glanced at it, then gave it back. "Leave it alone."
"Leave it alone?"
"Wait until noon." Chen Hao walked back to his study. "If I go in now, those things will run. Tracking them down one by one afterward would be too much trouble."
Chen Siyao nodded, only half understanding, and posted his words in the fan group chat. The chat went quiet for a moment before someone sent another message:
"The High God is right. We can't let those things get away."
"But so many residents still have all their belongings in Building A. When can they go back to get them?"
"Forget the belongings for now. Staying alive matters more."
"Have any of you thought about this? Building A was never haunted before. Why did it suddenly start now?"
The chat fell silent for a few seconds after that message, then erupted:
"Did someone do this on purpose?"
"Do you remember that resident in Building A who jumped to his death? A few days before he died, he was still involved in a lawsuit. Something to do with business, I think."
"You mean someone was taking revenge?"
"Not necessarily. It could be something else. But this definitely didn't happen naturally."
"If someone deliberately released them, that person is vicious. How many people lived on those three floors? If something happened to them..."
Reading the discussion, Chen Siyao found the same questions rising in her mind. Yes, how had those things gotten out? Why Building A in particular?
She looked toward the study. Chen Hao was sitting at his desk reading, as though everything happening outside had nothing to do with him.
She hesitated, then decided not to ask. Her brother had said he would deal with it at noon,