Looking at the name, it seemed quite safe.

"Cough... cough..." The old man coughed violently, and the fatty worried that he would cough up his lungs.

Hobbling to the table, the old man fumbled to open a drawer, then grabbed something and slammed it onto the table with a clatter.

"You guys divide it yourselves. These are all the rooms available. Just make do if you can. After all, the price speaks for itself." The old man said curtly between coughs.

He leaned on his crutch, awkwardly stepping aside.

On the glass table were a dozen or so keys, looking very old, probably for matching old-fashioned locks.

Each key had a piece of white tape stuck to it, with the room number written on it in ballpoint pen.

Picking up a key, Liu Guo frowned and looked up to ask, "What does this mean?"

The tape on the back of this key said 2803.

But no matter how you looked at it, the apartment building they were in didn't seem to have 28 floors.

The old man held a large teacup in one hand, his one eye sweeping across Liu Guo's face, and he said hoarsely, "It's Room 803, Building 2."

"Building 2?" the fatty asked in surprise.

The old man's one eye narrowed slightly, a glint of light flashing within. "Peace Apartments has three buildings in total, Building 1, Building 2, and Building 3." He paused, his ugly lips twitching as he spat out, "You'll be living separately."

Jiao Tailang pursed his lips, looked at the old man, and asked in a tentative tone, "We're all friends here, and we have a very good relationship. Do you think you could let us..."

"No." Before he could finish, the old man interrupted him, his attitude very impatient. "There are no empty rooms. Take it or leave it."

Naturally, no one would argue with an NPC who was still unclear whether he was human or ghost. Everyone quickly divided the keys, and the problem arose at this moment.

"Old man," Wei Jinting asked, turning to the side, "Why are there only 11 keys?"

"Hiss—, ha—" The old man held the large teacup, took a sip of the steaming tea, and said without looking up, "If there aren't enough, go find them in the drawer yourself."

This was clearly not a good option, and no one moved. At this moment, everyone except the man named Wu had a key in their hand.

Even the people around him were subconsciously distancing themselves from him, as if afraid he would snatch it.

Wu walked straight over, took a key from the drawer, and turned back, the half of his face that was visible as calm as if nothing had happened.

Chu Jiu secretly glanced at his face, but he was wearing a hat, the brim pulled low, and the fine, scattered bangs in front of his forehead covered his eyes.

"Is there anything else we need to know?" Chen Yi asked a very important question before leaving. "For example, are we allowed to leave our rooms? What's our range of activity..."

"That's your business." The old man chuckled sinisterly. "But I suggest you don't wander around outside at night."

"Is something... bad going to happen at night?" Yu Lan swallowed and asked softly.

"Tap!"

"Tap!"

Almost instantly, the old man leaned on his crutch and strode to Yu Lan's side in a few steps, his ugly face pressed close, his one eye filled with resentment.

"Who?" the old man hissed in a low voice. "Who told you there are bad things in Peace Apartments?! Who?!"

Yu Lan was stunned by this scene. After reacting, she almost collapsed to the ground. No one expected the old man to react so strongly.

"No..." Yu Lan was so scared that she was about to cry. "No, no one..."

"It's all rumors!"

"Rumors!!"

"Those damned bitches!"

The old man's expression was very exaggerated, as if the corners of his eyes were about to split open, and faint blood streaks appeared in his one eye.

Seeing this, Liu Guo, Jiao Tailang, and the others immediately pulled Yu Lan away, and then the group quickly left the old man's room, running back to their previous location along the corridor.

"Are you okay?" Chu Jiu comforted.

Yu Lan was panting heavily, and it took her a long time to recover. She quickly thanked everyone.

Stroking the key in her hand, Lu Huaxu, who was wearing black stockings, said, "I'm in Building 3. This is Building 1. Who's going to Building 3 with me?"

Not far across the hall was the elevator, with a clear blue sign next to it that read 1.

This was Building 1.

"Me."

"And me."

Several people came out. The numbers on the back of their keys all started with 3. Wu, who had gone to get the key last, also came out.

Jiang Cheng and the fatty were both in Building 1, so they didn't need to move.

The sky outside was gradually darkening. The people living in Buildings 2 and 3 said their goodbyes and left, afraid that something might happen if they waited until it was completely dark.

Judging from the old man's performance, it was clear that Peace Apartments was definitely not peaceful.

The fatty turned to say something to the doctor, but found that the doctor was shrinking behind him, silent, as obedient as if he were a different person.

He looked around curiously. Three meters away stood Chu Jiu, a student, with a tall woman beside her.

Behind her black-rimmed glasses, the woman's gaze was cold and clear as she looked towards the fatty.

After a moment—

"Have we... met somewhere before?" the woman named Xu Yi asked.

The fatty was stunned for a moment. "We?" He looked Xu Yi up and down and replied, "No... I don't think so."

"I wasn't asking you, I was talking to the one behind you."

"No!" Jiang Cheng immediately denied. "Beautiful lady, we're strangers. If you think I look familiar, then we... then we must have connected spiritually."

Xu Yi: "...... Stop crossing your eyes, look at me properly when you talk."

Jiang Cheng licked his lips, and his crossed eyes slowly returned to normal.

"It really is you!" Xu Yi's gaze suddenly turned fierce.

"No, no, no," Jiang Cheng waved his hands immediately. "It's not me."

The fatty had rarely seen the doctor so embarrassed in front of a woman, and couldn't help but be curious about the story between them. It seemed that their connection wasn't shallow.

Fate!

"You dared to trick me at the Butterfly Orchid last time!" Xu Yi seemed to have forgotten that this was a nightmare, and subconsciously reached for her waist, as if to grab her equipment.

But her hand met empty air. Handcuffs and the like couldn't be brought into the nightmare.

After some back and forth, the fatty understood the general idea.

It turned out that Xu Yi had been leading a raid against prostitution when she got separated from her teammates while pursuing a suspect. She stumbled into a very hidden high-end private room, but before she could draw her weapon, she found that it had already been secured.

A row of scantily clad men and women were squatting in the corner, and a person in a police uniform was lecturing them.

After seeing someone rush in, the person in the police uniform told Xu Yi to keep an eye on the suspects while he went back to call for reinforcements.

Because it was too dark, and it was a joint operation involving multiple police departments, Xu Yi subconsciously assumed that the other person was a police officer from another team.

She readily agreed.

But after waiting and waiting, the reinforcements didn't arrive, but she received a call from her captain, who asked her where she had run off to. They were already escorting the people and preparing to return to the station.