The atmosphere in Room 404 had become somewhat strange.
Yang Jian's reminder made everyone realize that something seemed to be wrong.
If Wang Shan had not died suddenly or been secretly killed, then he had most likely died in a supernatural incident. Everyone had already checked the room, and although there was still a rotting corpse on the bed—
There was nothing wrong with that corpse.
So the room itself could be ruled out.
That left only one possibility: among the people remaining, one of them might be a ghost.
Everyone knew that the fourth floor had been infiltrated by a ghost. That was precisely why the messengers on the fourth floor distrusted, guarded against, and even fought one another.
But no one had yet discovered who the ghost on the fourth floor was.
That ghost was hiding deeply.
And it was difficult to find. If it had been that easy to identify, the messengers on the fourth floor would have dragged the hidden ghost out long ago.
"Then which one of us is the ghost on the fourth floor? If we don't find a way to identify the ghost, someone else will die tonight. It's not even eleven yet. There are still more than six hours until dawn." Li Yang, who was still blocking the door, looked over the crowd and said this.
As soon as those words came out, many faces turned ugly.
That was right.
If one of them was a ghost, then everyone would be in danger for the next six hours. One person had already died. Another two or three deaths would hardly be surprising.
Yang Xiaohua's expression changed drastically. The moment she realized that, she moved closer to Yang Jian.
The only people she could be certain were not ghosts were Yang Jian and