Yang Jian returned to the fifth floor. Nothing unusual happened on the old wooden stairs, nor did any new fierce ghosts appear.
Sun Rui, who had torn up the black letter, headed to the sixth floor of the post office. It seemed that most of the danger caused by tearing up the letter had passed, and the peril from before was gradually subsiding.
However.
The hidden danger remained.
The main door on the first floor of the post office had been destroyed, and the entire post office was still in a blackout state. This meant the post office was still out of control. Under such circumstances, nothing that happened would be surprising.
"The fifth floor seems completely normal. It hasn't been invaded by supernatural forces. It looks like the supernatural events earlier were all aimed at the person who tore up the black letter. This place wasn't affected." Yang Jian scanned the area with his Ghost Eye but found nothing wrong.
There was only one thing worth noting.
The door to Room 504 was open.
That room had previously belonged to Sister Hong.
And Ye Zhen had disappeared again. No one knew where he had run off to. Perhaps he had entered some room, or perhaps he was chasing after other supernatural phenomena again.
"The final piece is in Room 501." Yang Jian immediately fixed his gaze on the first room.
He strode over at once, not waiting for the others to move with him.
The room's door was still shut, but a faint light seeped through the crack beneath it. It was not bright and flickered unsteadily. It was clearly candlelight or lamplight, not electric light.
He looked at the incomplete female corpse he was carrying.
Yang Jian hesitated briefly, but ultimately decided to bring it with him.
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