But what the man didn't notice was that the people in front of him all glanced at the drawer at the same time, and even Wei Jin Ting's expression changed slightly.

"What happened after that?" Liu Guo asked in a low voice.

Waving his hand, the man signaled not to interrupt him. He took a deep breath and continued, "I was a little angry at the time, so I told Mao Shen to shut up, or just leave. It was already dark at the time, probably... around 9 or 10 o'clock." the man added.

"Hearing that I was going to kick him out, Mao Shen immediately got scared, then lowered his head and didn't say anything."

"I took a quilt out of the closet for him and told him to sleep on the sofa. Actually, my room is just upstairs from this office, just around the corner in the corridor, but Mao Shen refused to go no matter what," the man explained.

"Seeing that he was so pitiful, I took another quilt and stayed here to keep him company." He pointed to the sofa opposite him and said, "I was lying there at the time."

"I must have been too tired from all the trouble, and I fell asleep before long."

"I was woken up in the middle of the night by a strange noise. When I opened my eyes, the whole room was dark, but the lights were clearly on before I went to sleep."

"I woke up immediately and subconsciously reached out to touch Mao Shen, but I touched nothing," the man's expression changed slightly. "He wasn't on the sofa."

"I panicked at the time, but I didn't dare to call his name. The darkness here gave me an indescribable feeling."

"I slowly felt my way to the light switch and turned on the light."

"That's when I realized that Mao Shen wasn't in the room, and that strange sound... was coming from the closet, it was a slight trembling sound."

"I mustered up my courage and yanked open the closet door. Mao Shen was hiding in the closet, his eyes wide and bloodshot. He was huddled tightly in the innermost part of the closet. It took me a lot of effort to pull him out."

"He looked extremely scared, his body shaking like a sieve."

"Before I could ask him what was wrong, he cried and said to me that he was wrong, he shouldn't have done that, it's here, it's come for him!"

"I told him not to overthink it. I had already contacted a psychiatrist for him at the time, and I would send him over as soon as it was dawn."

"But he said it was useless, it had already set its sights on him, then he slowly pulled up his trouser leg..." At this point, the man twisted his neck stiffly, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

Liu Guo lowered his voice, "What did you see?"

"Marks!" the man said in terror, "There were five bloody claw marks on his ankle, dug out by someone's fingernails!"

"Mao Shen was right, that thing... is here!"

...

Inside a small coffee shop.

Second floor.

Several small tables were pushed together, and more than 10 people were sitting and standing, surrounding the table, practically taking over the place.

Xu Yi stopped writing and looked at Liu Guo opposite her, saying, "Anything else?"

Liu Guo nodded, "This Li Mao Shen was involved in live streaming sales before he was killed by the ghost, but according to Manager Zhao of the warehouse, what really got Li Mao Shen into trouble was the work he did before."

"What work?"

Liu Guo exhaled and said in a deep voice, "Supernatural live streaming."

"Li Mao Shen entered the live streaming industry quite late. The market had already been divided up, and it was difficult to accumulate fans, so he chose to take a risky path." Wei Jin Ting introduced, "Filming some supernatural videos to attract attention, so as to attract traffic and fans for himself."

"Because he filmed supernatural videos, he attracted those things that shouldn't have been attracted?" Hua Luo frowned slightly, which made sense.

In foreign horror movies, there are often young people who, in pursuit of thrills, form groups to explore haunted houses where murders have occurred, and end up crying for their parents as they are chased by ghosts.

Looks like it's moved to China this time.

"Are there any original versions of the videos he filmed?" Jiao Tai Lang asked after a moment of thought.

He always has his knife in hand now, even when he goes to the bathroom he keeps it tucked under his arm, so no one dares to stand next to him and pee with him.

Liu Guo shook his head, "No, according to Manager Zhao, although the videos Li Mao Shen filmed attracted a lot of attention, they were often reported and stopped because they were too terrifying. Later, when a trend came along, they were all permanently banned."

This was definitely not good news for everyone. If they could see the original videos, then they could at least figure out where the ghost came from and why it killed Li Mao Shen.

"Alright." Xu Yi spread out the notebook in her hand, looked up, and said very businesslike, "Now let's sort out the clues we've obtained so far."

"The ghost in room 707 of Building 1 is named Zhao Jia Jia, and her method of attack is hair." She looked at Chu Jiu and said.

Chu Jiu nodded repeatedly. These were the clues that Xu Yi had collected with her today, but due to the urgency of time, some details had not been completely investigated.

"The ghost in room 404 of Building 2 is named Song Xiao You. She is a college student who works part-time at a nail salon and a wig shop. The place of death is in the underground warehouse of Jiucheng Shopping Mall." Xu Yi looked at her notebook and said, "Yu Lan also died there."

"This ghost's method of attack is long fingernails."

"That should be right." Wan Yuan Ning interrupted and said, "But it's not necessarily completely accurate."

Wan Yuan Ning didn't explain too much, but everyone understood that these were all things that Song Xiao You, who was pretending to be the nail salon owner, said herself.

All lies.

After Xu Yi made a note, she didn't stop and continued to look at the last group, saying, "The ghost in room 503 of Building 3 is named Li Mao Shen. He is a live streamer who sells goods, and it is speculated that supernatural live streaming brought about his death."

"That eye hiding in the closet, behind the door, and in the cracks, should also be him." Xu Yi spoke slowly, but with great force, and her attitude made it easy for others to believe her.

This should be related to her work experience.

While stirring the coffee in front of him with a small spoon, Jiang Cheng opened his mouth and said, "If we follow this order, then the fingernail ghost in Building 2 should have been killed by the long hair ghost in Building 1, and the peeping ghost in Building 3 should have been killed by the fingernail ghost in Building 2."

"Is that so?" He turned to look at Liu Guo.

"That should be right." Liu Guo recalled, "According to Manager Zhao, Li Mao Shen's death was extremely tragic. His whole body was almost torn apart, and his entire face was completely unrecognizable, leaving only one eye staring fixedly, as if he had seen something very terrifying before his death."

"Where was the place of death?" Jiang Cheng asked again.

"He didn't say, he only knew that it was in a very small cabinet, probably in a rental house or a hotel," Liu Guo analyzed, "It was the nearby tenants who reported it, saying that there was a stench. By the time they found him, the person and the cabinet were already rotten together, and the only eye was still tightly pressed against the crack in the cabinet door, looking outwards."