"The boss went over and found that the warehouse door wasn't locked either, just ajar. He slowly pushed the door open, and the ringing sound came from the innermost part of the warehouse."

"He walked in little by little and found Xiao You behind the last row of shelves. Xiao You was facing the wall with her back to him, squatting there."

"The ringing sound was coming from her."

"At that time, the boss already felt something was wrong, because Xiao You was usually very well-behaved and didn't seem like the type to play such pranks."

"So the boss walked over and called her name, but Xiao You didn't respond until the boss gently patted her shoulder." At this point, the woman's face suddenly changed, as if all the blood had drained away. "Xiao You... Xiao You was dead!" The woman's breathing became rapid. "Her eyes were wide open, and her mouth, nostrils, everywhere was stuffed with hair!"

"You mean... hair?!" Jiao Tailang's breathing suddenly quickened. He immediately thought of the ghost Chu Jiu encountered in Building 1.

That ghost's attack method... was hair.

Fortunately, the woman just thought they were scared, so she continued, "That's right, it was hair. At that time, Xiao You's face was turning blue-purple. The wig shop owner screamed and sat on the ground, and it took a long time before he thought of calling the police."

"What news did you hear later?" Hua Luo asked, clearing his thoughts.

"Later, I heard from someone with connections in the police station that after the forensic autopsy, they found a large amount of hair in Xiao You's stomach, trachea, nasal cavity, and mouth, all clumped together, with no gaps at all." She paused, lowering her voice and said, "She was suffocated to death."

"Tell me, who could do such a thing normally?" the woman asked, panting, obviously not yet free from the tense memories just now.

Normally, this kind of thing would never happen, so obviously, this was abnormal.

It must be related to a ghost.

Moreover... everyone guessed in their hearts that if Chu Jiu had an accident last night, her death would probably be similar to that of the girl named Song Xiao You.

In other words, the one haunting them should be the same ghost.

According to Jiang Cheng's classification, it's called a Long-Haired Ghost.

"Was there anything unusual about Xiao You before the accident?" Wan Yuanning asked, her eyes very calm, giving people a sense of stability.

The nail salon woman felt a little more at ease and said after thinking, "Now that you mention it, there was something a little strange."

"What was strange?"

"That was probably a week before her accident," the woman said, recalling. "She came to me to borrow money, asking for a month's salary in one go, looking very anxious, and she kept looking back from time to time, as if someone was chasing her."

"I thought someone was causing her trouble, so I specifically told her not to be afraid, and then I went out to take a look, but I didn't find anyone following her."

"Did she say what she needed the money for?"

"She did," the woman nodded, looking at Hua Luo and saying, "She said she wanted to move."

"Move..." Jiao Tailang hurriedly asked, "Do you know where she used to live?"

"Ping An Apartments, Building 2, 404," the woman said with an uncertain tone. "If I remember correctly, that should be it."

Jiao Tailang's expression changed slightly. It seemed that the ghost in his room was this Song Xiao You.

"Why are you asking this?" Frowning, the woman belatedly asked.

"It's nothing, just..."

"Buzz—"

The light overhead went out without warning, and it became pitch black nearby. "Damn it!" Jiao Tailang cursed. "My flashlight won't turn on!"

"Me too!"

"Same here!"

"Everyone, don't be afraid, this should be a circuit problem," the woman's voice rang out, but she seemed even more afraid. "I'll... I'll go take a look."

There was a fumbling sound, as if the woman was groping for something. The sound gradually moved away, and after a moment, Wan Yuanning's voice rang out, "Huh?"

Immediately afterwards, Hua Luo's voice came from behind, "Are you... all here?" His voice sounded a little strange, as if he had discovered something.

"Yu Lan?" Jiao Tailang asked.

"Yu Lan?"

After a few seconds, everyone's hearts sank. Yu Lan... was gone.

"Where is she?"

There was no need to answer such a question at all, because something must have happened. Otherwise, with that girl's courage, even if she had ten guts, she wouldn't dare to go solo.

This was no longer a question of hiding one's strength.

"Everyone, come closer," Jiao Tailang said in a low voice. "Back to back."

Soon, the three gathered together, back to back, forming a defensive formation. At this moment, the three could not see each other's faces, but could hear their breathing, even their heartbeats.

"Follow me," Wan Yuanning said softly. "Let's leave here first."

"Do you remember the way?" Jiao Tailang asked.

"Yes."

Following Wan Yuanning's guidance, the group actually left the room and successfully returned outside. What made them slightly relieved was that the flashlights could be turned on again.

"I'm going to the wig shop," Wan Yuanning said. "There might be clues there."

She looked at the two of them, and there was one more thing she didn't say explicitly: Yu Lan... might also be there. Of course, whether she was still alive was hard to say.

The woman from before had also disappeared.

"Okay."

The moment Wan Yuanning turned around, Hua Luo and Jiao Tailang exchanged glances, and then the two of them struck together, instantly gaining control of the unprepared Wan Yuanning.

By the time she reacted, Jiao Tailang's 30-centimeter-long blade was already on her neck.

"Who exactly are you?" Hua Luo seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person, the sharpness in his eyes like a knife, pointing at Wan Yuanning's brow.

Wan Yuanning didn't dare to move. Jiao Tailang's knife was ready to draw blood at any moment. "What are you doing?" she asked.

"It was so dark just now, how did you get out?" Jiao Tailang asked sternly. "There were so many bottles and jars, tables and chairs nearby, but you didn't bump into any of them, why?"

After a moment, Wan Yuanning sighed and said, "It's because of my eyes. I can see my surroundings clearly in the darkness that normal people can't see."

Hearing her mention her eyes, Hua Luo immediately shone the flashlight on Wan Yuanning's face. The next moment, Wan Yuanning seemed to be greatly stimulated, and her pupils immediately contracted.

She pursed her lips and said nothing.

Her irises showed a faint blue color under the strong light, like a transparent aquamarine.

Although it looked beautiful, at this moment, the other two felt more strangeness than anything else.

Slowly, Jiao Tailang lowered his knife, and Hua Luo also released her. Wan Yuanning stood up, facing her two teammates with the same calm expression, as if nothing had happened.

"By the way," Jiao Tailang suddenly asked, "Since you can see in the dark, what did you see just now?"

Hearing this, Wan Yuanning's face immediately changed.