Chapter 14 An Unexpected Turn of Events

The current situation was that the ghost, along with the two men, were circling around a few bookshelves along a fixed route.

The ghost was between the two men. Both Gao Yan and the fatty were moving at the same pace, hunching over cautiously, afraid of making any noise that might attract the ghost.

The ghost was also cooperating, moving at a slow, steady speed, step by step.

Staring at the intersection ahead, beside a dark bookshelf, a glint flashed in Gao Yan's eyes.

He had come up with an idea.

Calculating the time, he took out his phone, set an alarm for one minute later, and then gently placed the phone on the bookshelf.

Then, he left as if nothing had happened.

According to their current speed, the alarm would ring just as the fatty was passing near the bookshelf.

The alarm would stimulate the ghost, and then the fatty would…

"Bang!"

"Thump!"

The sound of books falling to the ground came from behind him.

Gao Yan's expression changed.

What was going on?

The ghost seemed to have been stimulated, suddenly accelerating its speed, doubling it from before.

Seeing this, Gao Yan didn't dare delay and immediately quickened his pace. The ghost sped up, forcing him to follow, or he would be caught.

But after a few seconds, Gao Yan's pupils shrank, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Damn it…

If he sped up now, wouldn't he be back at the bookshelf with the phone just as the alarm rang?

No, absolutely not!

Although time was pressing, Gao Yan forced himself to calm down. Why had the ghost suddenly accelerated? What had stimulated it?

It wasn't him, it must be the fatty!

Thinking of this, he turned his neck, wanting to see where the fatty was, but when he looked, Gao Yan was dumbfounded.

The fatty was… gone.

There were only a few bookshelves nearby, and an invisible ghost was circling between them. The fatty wouldn't dare to stop.

So that meant… the fatty had escaped?!

No wonder the ghost had suddenly sped up. It must have realized that someone had escaped, so it became enraged and started to attack him.

But… how did he do it?

There were no other hiding places nearby except for a few bookshelves. If he had escaped outward, the ghost would have no reason not to chase him.

But the time he had left was clearly not enough for him to figure out the answer. Gao Yan gritted his teeth and walked step by step into the trap he had set for the fatty.

"No, it can't be like this!" Gao Yan raised his head, his eyes bloodshot. He was going to take a gamble and rush past the bookshelf with the phone.

As long as he could delay for a while longer, the mission would be over, and he wouldn't die.

"Yes, that's what I'll do!"

Gao Yan no longer hesitated and quickened his pace. But just as he accelerated and rushed past the bookshelf, his body suddenly stopped, as if he had run into a wall.

But there was clearly nothing in front of him.

His mind went blank. Gao Yan tremblingly reached out and touched forward. He really touched something, rough, covered with cracks, like old tree bark.

His throat rolled violently. He didn't expect that this Burnt Ghost didn't move, but stood here… waiting for him.

"Creak—"

"Crack… crack crack…"

The sound of charred charcoal being broken echoed in his ears. Perhaps because the mission was nearing its end, the ghost finally revealed its true form.

Its body was very tall, and a charred head with melted facial features slowly retracted and then lowered, its dark eye sockets empty.

But Gao Yan knew that it was looking at him.

But in the last moment of his life, Gao Yan finally understood his doubts. The ghost was here, not waiting for him, but… guarding the person on the bookshelf.

The fatty had actually climbed onto the bookshelf and was hiding on top!

When the ghost appeared, its head was raised, looking up. He had actively bumped into the ghost, and only then did it notice him.

"Ring ring ring…"

As the phone rang, a huge ghost hand grabbed Gao Yan's head. Then, amidst a miserable scream, the Burnt Ghost and Gao Yan disappeared together.

The sand in the hourglass finally ran out.

After hearing the scream, Jiang Cheng left his hiding place. Huai Yi and Shen Mengyun immediately ran towards the direction of the scream.

But when they arrived, besides a few tall and heavy bookshelves, both the fatty and Gao Yan were gone.

"That was Gao Yan's voice." Huai Yi looked around.

"This is…" Shen Mengyun picked up a phone from the bookshelf. After a moment, she nodded and said with certainty, "This is Gao Yan's phone. I've seen him use it before."

The phone was here, but the person was gone, and they heard a scream…

"It's good to see you guys."

Suddenly, a voice came from above, as if it was right next to their ears.

In a panic, Huai Yi subconsciously wanted to run, but he bumped into Shen Mengyun, and they both almost fell.

"Don't be afraid, it's… it's me."

Jiang Cheng looked up and saw a large head sticking out from the top of the dark bookshelf. It was none other than the fatty.

"Damn it!" Huai Yi rubbed his forehead, but his face was full of joy. "Brother Fugui, why are you hiding on the bookshelf?"

The fatty carefully climbed down from the bookshelf and quickly explained everything to them.

The Burnt Ghost had been looking for him and Gao Yan nearby, and they couldn't escape. In the end, he gritted his teeth and decided to climb onto the bookshelf.

Although the ghost was tall, it definitely couldn't see the top of the bookshelf when looking straight ahead.

As a result, after he climbed up, he didn't expect the ghost to follow, and it was waiting under the bookshelf, not leaving.

It even looked up at his position, scaring him to death.

"Wait a minute." Shen Mengyun paused, looked at the fatty, and asked doubtfully, "How do you know that the ghost was waiting below and looking up at you?"

According to the rules of the 4th floor, ghosts were almost invisible. How could it still be seen?

"I… I saw it." The fatty swallowed and explained nervously, "I discovered a problem. As long as you are higher than the ghost, you can see it."

Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and raised his chin at the fatty. "Continue."

"Later, I thought, 'Oh crap, this is bad.' After that ghost stared at me, it was definitely going to attack me, but I didn't expect…" The fatty changed his tone, "Gao Yan suddenly rushed out from nowhere and bumped into the ghost."

"Then the ghost turned around and took him… took him away." The fatty's voice grew softer and softer. In addition to not being able to figure it out, he also seemed a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Jiang." Shen Mengyun handed Gao Yan's phone over, her tone strange. "Take a look at this."

The phone screen was showing the alarm clock, set for a few minutes ago.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Cheng roughly understood Gao Yan's plan. He wanted to use the phone to trick the fatty, but he didn't expect to kill himself.