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As the five of them stepped out of the building, the outside world had already dimmed, but for this city, the vibrant side was just beginning to reveal itself.
Gazing at the dazzling lights of the buildings, they all felt an uncanny sense of déjà vu. This feeling was particularly strong for Jiang Liu, who had come to fully appreciate the value of life during that terrifying moment in the elevator.
"Master Jiang, where should we go now?" Qian Lin asked as he noticed Jiang Liu standing motionless at the entrance.
"Let's find a hotel to stay at first," Jiang Liu replied after a moment of thought. "Do you know if there are any hotels nearby?"
"There are plenty of hotels around here; the nearest one is just a few hundred meters away."
Upon hearing Qian Lin's response, Jiang Liu pondered for a moment and said, "It's getting late; let's find a hotel to settle down first. We can deal with other matters later."
After making their decision, they followed Qian Lin to a nearby hotel. When it came time to book a room, Jiang Liu suggested that they all stay in one room so that they could support each other quickly if a ghost appeared.
Although this arrangement was somewhat inconvenient for the two women in the group, there was no other option at this point. After Jiang Liu explained his reasoning, Zhao Jing and Lin Mei Mei reluctantly agreed.
However, they encountered some difficulties while booking the room. The staff looked at them strangely, especially when they saw Lin Mei Mei; it seemed they were on the verge of calling the police and were unwilling to give them a room no matter what.
It wasn't until Wang Chao intervened and spoke with the staff that they finally agreed to provide a large room for them, but only after registering everyone's identification.
Once inside the room, Jiang Liu poured each of them a cup of hot water. Seeing Qian Lin and Zhao Jing relax a bit, he finally began to ask them some questions.
"Mr. Qian, now that we are temporarily safe, I would like to ask you a few questions."
"Master, feel free to ask. As long as it helps us resolve this incident, I will answer any question you have."
Looking at the expressions on Qian Lin and Zhao Jing's faces, Jiang Liu realized that he and his companions might be their last hope. To survive, Qian Lin would not hide anything from him.
After sorting out the confusion in her mind, Jiang Liu first asked the question, “How did you know my name and contact information?” Perhaps not expecting Jiang Liu to ask such a question, both of them were a bit taken aback. After a few seconds, Qian Lin finally spoke up to answer. “I saw it on an advertisement by the roadside. It’s specifically for handling supernatural events.”“An advertisement by the roadside?” Jiang Liu asked, somewhat incredulous.“Yes, that’s right, an advertisement by the roadside,” Qian Lin confirmed.Jiang Liu felt a bit helpless; he had considered many possibilities but never thought that they would obtain his contact information from a roadside ad. Jiang Liu believed that Qian Lin wouldn’t lie at this moment, so the only explanation for all of this must be some supernatural force at play.“Okay then, next question: when did you first notice supernatural events happening around you?”“It should have been a few days ago, on my way home after working overtime at the company,” Qian Lin replied. At that moment, Qian Lin seemed to recall some terrifying experience, and her body involuntarily trembled.“Zhang, it’s already this late, aren’t you going home yet?” Qian Lin asked curiously as she closed her computer, noticing that Zhang was still working overtime.Hearing someone call his name, Zhang looked up from his work and smiled, “I was just thinking that since I have nothing else to do at home, I might as well prepare the materials I need for tomorrow. Brother Qian, are you getting off work now?”“Yes, I plan to head back early today. Do you want me to wait for you so we can leave together?”
"No need, I still don't know when this will end. You should go back and keep your sister-in-law company."
"Alright then, I'll head out."
After bidding farewell to Zhang, Qian Lin rubbed his sore neck and left the office.
Qian Lin had always been a workaholic at the company, especially after establishing a relationship with Zhao Jing; he worked even harder. Sometimes, colleagues joked and asked him if he was pushing himself so much because he could barely afford to support Zhao Jing.
Every time he heard this question, Qian Lin would smile and reply, "I'm earning my wife's dowry."
At this hour, everyone else in the office had long gone home, leaving the spacious workspace unusually quiet. His footsteps echoed sharply against the white floor with a crisp "clack" sound.
Arriving at the elevator door, Qian Lin pressed the button and quietly waited for it to arrive.
With a ding, the elevator doors opened before Qian Lin, revealing an empty interior.
He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but as he stepped into the elevator, he felt every hair on his body stand on end.
However, Qian Lin didn't pay it much mind. After pressing the button for the first floor, he stood in the center of the elevator, waiting quietly.
As it descended, the elevator stopped at the seventh floor and opened its doors.
Qian Lin stood at the entrance of the elevator for a moment but saw no one coming in. He looked outside curiously but found no one there. Confused, he closed the elevator doors.
Then something strange happened: just as the doors were about to close completely, they opened again as if someone outside was preventing them from shutting.
Seeing this scene made Qian Lin's heart skip a beat. The feeling of exhaustion vanished instantly as he tensed up, staring nervously into the brightly lit corridor outside the elevator.
Outside the elevator, there was still no sign of anyone.
After a quiet wait, the elevator doors closed again, just like before, only to retract at the last moment before sealing shut.
Qian Lin felt a wave of fear wash over him, cold sweat slowly soaking his back.
"Is anyone there?"
He shouted towards the outside of the elevator, his voice trembling with terror.
No one answered him; the surrounding environment remained eerily silent.
In a panic, he pressed the elevator button repeatedly, internally pleading for everything to return to normal.
Perhaps his prayers were heard, as this time the elevator doors did not retract. Instead, they began to descend slowly, and the familiar sensation of weightlessness hit him once more.
Only then did Qian Lin relax a bit, letting out a sigh; what had just happened was indeed frightening.
Maybe due to the earlier incident, Qian Lin started to pay attention to the elevator he was in. The space was not particularly large—a simple square room with smooth walls that reflected his image.
After a thorough inspection, he found no ghostly figures inside the elevator; everything appeared quite normal. Seeing that nothing strange was happening around him, Qian Lin finally felt at ease as he watched the changing numbers above him, waiting for the first floor to arrive.
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