They spent another night at the post office.
At six in the morning, right on time, the darkness inside the post office swiftly receded. Dim yellow lights came on, and the place returned to its usual gloomy, shadowy state.
After confirming that everything outside was normal, Yang Jian and the others emerged from Room 31.
"Last night, there was a strange sound of high heels walking around outside. In the end, it opened one of the room doors and went inside," Li Yang immediately mentioned the abnormality he had noticed the night before.
As he spoke, he pointed ahead. "Roughly in that direction."
35, 36, 37.
There were three rooms in that direction. Their doors were tightly shut, and no messengers came out.
"You think the sound of high heels was a Fierce Ghost?"
Yang Jian frowned, glanced over there, and then asked.
"Captain, do you think someone ordinary could have been moving around in the pitch-black post office at night?" Li Yang said. "I think that possibility is very low. It was most likely a Fierce Ghost wandering around the third floor."
"Don't jump to conclusions. It's true that the post office is extremely dangerous after the lights go out at night, but you've fallen into a misunderstanding. Being outside the rooms after lights-out doesn't necessarily mean certain death. It's dangerous, but as long as you don't encounter the Door-Opening Ghost we ran into on the first floor, you probably won't die."
"Of course, that's only my personal guess. I still have my doubts, since it hasn't been confirmed."
As Yang Jian spoke, he headed toward the rooms Li Yang had indicated. "If there's a ghost, we'll know once we go in and take a look. You kept watch last night. You didn't hear the sound of a door