The piercing scream lasted only a short while before everything fell silent.
Ning Qiushui was the first to rush upstairs, followed by Liu Chengfeng and the others.
But as they reached the second floor, they suddenly halted.
Shock and disbelief appeared on their faces.
"No, it can't be..."
Bei Dao's voice trembled, his legs shaking.
Before them, the bloodstains that had been spread across the floor... had completely vanished, not a single trace left!
It was as if... everything that happened this morning was just their imagination!
"Look over there!"
At this moment, Yan Youping let out an urgent cry, pointing to the room at the end of the corridor.
Everyone looked and saw a large pool of crimson blood slowly seeping from the doorway, stretching all the way into the corridor outside...
The wind blew in from the open shutters at the end, carrying a nauseating scent of blood!
"Damn..."
Liu Chengfeng managed to utter the words with difficulty, his whole body covered in goosebumps.
The others didn't look any better.
Ning Qiushui stared at the shutters, frowning.
He clearly remembered that when he went up to check Wang Yuning's body this morning, he had closed and locked that window.
No matter how strong the wind outside was, it couldn't have opened that window.
Moreover, the lock could only be operated from the inside.
After coming down from the second floor, Ning Qiushui had almost constantly kept an eye on the old lady's room; she hadn't come out at all, so it couldn't have been her who opened the window.
At that time, they were all on the first floor looking for Yamo, so none of them could have opened that window.
So then... who opened that window?
Could it be...
Wang Yuning, who was already dead?
As this thought crossed his mind, Ning Qiushui felt a chill run down his spine.
But unlike the others who were too scared to move, he stepped forward in fear, heading towards the door that was continuously seeping blood.
Seeing Ning Qiushui's action, the people behind him opened their mouths, unsure of what to say...
Fuck...
Why is this guy Ning Qiushui so fearless?
Isn't he afraid of what might be behind that door...?
"Ning Qiushui, are you crazy?"
Bei Dao shouted, but Ning Qiushui ignored him, continuing towards the shutters at the end of the corridor.
Suddenly, another person squeezed out from the crowd.
It was Liu Chengfeng.
"Hey, wait for me..."
With Liu Chengfeng following Ning Qiushui, the other three finally managed to suppress their fear and gritted their teeth to follow!
Reaching the end of the corridor, Ning Qiushui immediately closed the shutters and locked them again.
After doing all this, under the anxious gazes of the others, he slowly opened the door to the room at the end.
As the door opened, Yan Youping immediately vomited on the spot!
"Ugh—"
The others were also so frightened they took a step back!
Inside the room, Yamo's blood-soaked body was hanging in the air, her stomach hollowed out, her internal organs missing, leaving only a bloodied spine...
Yamo's neck seemed to have been broken by an external force, twisted at a 90-degree angle, her face bearing a sinister smile, staring directly at them...
No one dared to meet her gaze.
Except for Ning Qiushui.
He walked beneath Yamo's body, observing carefully, his eyes growing sharper.
"The way she died is almost identical to Wang Yuning's, done by the same person."
"Is it the old lady on the second floor?"
Ning Qiushui turned back, glancing at the old lady's room, recalling the three words she had said before, his pupils suddenly contracting.
Could it be...
"Wait, have you noticed... Wang Yuning's body is gone!!"
Bei Dao suddenly pointed at the bed behind Yamo's body, shouting in terror.
Everyone looked.
Indeed.
Wang Yuning's body, which had been lying on the bed, had disappeared.
The bloodstains on the bed were also completely gone.
So... where did her body go?
Bang!
Ning Qiushui suddenly closed the door, glanced at the blood on the floor, and said slowly:
"Let's go downstairs."
Xue Guize glared:
"Downstairs?"
"But, what about Yamo's body in there..."
Ning Qiushui shook his head, calmly saying:
"Don't worry about it, it will clean it up."
Hearing this, everyone got goosebumps.
They followed Ning Qiushui downstairs, asking as they went:
Ning Qiushui didn't look back as he replied:
"The thing that killed them."
"Is it... the old lady on the second floor?"
Ning Qiushui didn't answer.
Back in the villa's hall, everyone was eerily silent.
Fear... had engulfed them like a tidal wave.
It wasn't until evening that Liu Chengfeng couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere any longer, getting up and saying gruffly:
"I'm going to cook."
Ning Qiushui also stood up.
"I'll go too."
"During this time... whatever you do, it's best not to act alone."
With that, he didn't acknowledge the others, heading straight to the kitchen with Liu Chengfeng.
As for Yan Youping, knowing that the ghostly presence in the villa used kitchen knives and forks to kill, she refused to step into the kitchen no matter what.
In the kitchen, seeing no one else had come in, Liu Chengfeng lowered his voice and asked:
"Hey, are you planning to go to the third floor tonight?"
Ning Qiushui, who was taking meat from the fridge, paused, then smiled without turning his head:
"Seems like you're not as dumb as you act."
"Tough on the outside, delicate on the inside!"
Flattered by Ning Qiushui, Liu Chengfeng scratched his head sheepishly.
"Hey... there's something I don't understand."
"Why don't we go to the third floor during the day, why wait until night?"
"That place... should be very dangerous, right?"
Whether it was the warning from the villa's mistress before she left or everyone's gut feeling, they all knew... the third floor was extremely dangerous!
Moreover, the large iron door leading to the third floor was locked with an iron lock.
They didn't have the key.
While rummaging through the fridge, Ning Qiushui said:
"It is indeed very dangerous... especially during the day."
Liu Chengfeng was taken aback.
With Ning Qiushui's hint, he suddenly understood!
"Hey, you mean... the ghostly thing that's killing people isn't the old lady on the second floor, but... on the third floor!"
"During the day, it rests on the third floor, and at night, it comes out... to hunt?!"
Ning Qiushui nodded slightly.
"Yes."
"The old lady should be a normal person, used as bait by the ghostly presence in the villa."
"And I have a very bad suspicion... but it can only be confirmed tonight."