An unfinished passage led directly to the basement of a bare-shell villa.
Construction materials lay scattered all around.
Beneath this unremarkable villa was a hastily completed safe room.
It was a room built from gold, steel plates, and cement. Though not large, it could barely accommodate nineteen people.
The list of nineteen had now been confirmed. Zhang Xiangui led several family members into the safe room one after another. Aside from his own family, there were also Zhang Han's family, two special security personnel, Wang Xiaoming, Jiang Yan, and others.
"Zhang Wei, come here. Keep this for me. If I die this time, give it to Wang Xiaoming." Yang Jian lowered his voice and shoved the box containing the human-skin paper into Zhang Wei's hands.
"What is this?" Zhang Wei froze for a moment.
"You've seen it before," Yang Jian said. "That sheet of human-skin paper from the school."
"Okay, okay." Zhang Wei nodded solemnly.
"If you aren't sure whether I'm dead, give this to him on the ninth day after you enter the safe room. If I'm alive, I'll come back."
"This is the key to my villa downtown. You know where it is." Zhang Wei handed him a key. "There are only a few of us left from our class. You absolutely can't die. I still want to play PUBG with you someday."
"I'll try. I'm leaving."
Yang Jian accepted the key, then drove away from Guangjiang Residential Area in a pickup truck belonging to Zhang Xiangui's company.
He had no intention of doing something so dangerous here. If he failed, everyone in the entire residential area would die. So, he planned to carry it out at Zhang Wei's former home downtown.
He could be sure no one was there, and it was quiet enough that nobody would