"What do we do now?"
Xiong Wenwen stood uneasily in the lobby, his gaze repeatedly drifting toward the smiling female receptionist.
Why was this person still here?
Didn't Guo Fan insist on dealing with her earlier? Why were the two of them gone now, while this receptionist was still here? And she kept smiling at them, a smile that sent chills through their hearts.
Yang Jian glanced at the receptionist but did not pay her much attention. "Rest for a while and make a new plan. Forcing our way through clearly won't work. We need to approach this from somewhere else."
"Same as before: first confirm Tong Qian's situation. If she's dead, we still need to find her phone. With her personality, there's no way she wouldn't have left some sort of message. If that fails, I have another plan."
He paused at this point.
The other plan was for Yang Jian to try his luck in Room 13 or Room 31.
Originally, he could have avoided investigating personally. But the clues from Zhao Lei's notes before his death and those obtained from the Ghost Cupboard were completely different, which made him hesitate.
"Still, this operation wasn't entirely without gains. At least we confirmed two facts. There's a ghost on the second floor of this hotel. The ghost I mentioned—the one controlling Zhao Lei—really did check into this hotel. It has already obtained Tong Qian's ghost face, and it seems to have grown considerably. My Ghost Domain was completely suppressed."
"If we're going to make a plan to contain it, we can't rely on the Ghost Domain. We need to avoid this kind of suppression."
"Also, we can't casually use the white ghost candle again. Otherwise, the situation could become uncontrollable."
Xiong Wenwen looked at Yang Jian in surprise. He