After saying that, Jiang Cheng hung up the phone before the other party could react. Worried that the ghost would follow the phone line to retaliate, Jiang Cheng simply blacklisted Huai Yi.

"So exciting to run after scolding." Jiang Cheng touched his chest, his heart beating very fast.

Influenced by the fatty, Jiang Cheng's ability to imagine had improved a lot. He had already imagined the ghost frantically sending him retaliatory messages, each one preceded by a red exclamation mark, looking furious.

"It won't target me, will it?" Jiang Cheng stood behind the door, thinking he was probably overthinking it. Ghosts generally weren't that petty.

But if he put himself in the ghost's shoes, Jiang Cheng would definitely squat in the hallway outside his door all night. If this person was foolish enough to open the door while half-asleep, he would stuff the phone in his mouth.

Lying on the made bed, frankly speaking, Jiang Cheng didn't sleep very well that night. He had several dreams in a row. The first was about the door opening and the ghost rushing in, swinging his 1.5-meter-long arms and slapping him wildly in the mouth. The second dream was similar to the first, except the thing hitting him was replaced with a half-centimeter-thick iron ruler.

The next morning, Jiang Cheng was startled awake. The first thing he did upon waking was touch his face, and only after confirming that his face and mouth were fine did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, he calmly took out his phone and removed Huai Yi from the blacklist.

Looking up at the window, it was already light outside. Even when there were footsteps and voices in the corridor, Jiang Cheng had no intention of opening the door until someone knocked. It was the fatty and Huai Yi. He opened the door a tiny crack.

"Doctor," the fatty said excitedly, seeing that Jiang Cheng was okay. "I knew you'd be fine. Even the King of Hell, that jerk, would find you annoying and wouldn't take you!"

Jiang Cheng turned his head and saw Miao Qing and the others gathered together not far away, in front of a door. Miao Qing's face was terrible, and he was still talking to Bai Xiaojie.

"Jiang-ge," Huai Yi said in a low voice, following Jiang Cheng's gaze and explaining, "They lost someone. That woman named Liu Hui is missing."

"Liu Hui?" Jiang Cheng was a little surprised.

After they walked over, they found that Liu Hui's room was indeed empty. From Miao Qing, they learned that the door was open when they arrived, and they had searched the entire room but couldn't find Liu Hui's body.

Miao Qing's face was very bad, and Bai Xiaojie's eyes were red, obviously having just cried. Ouyang Huanbin stood a little distance away from them, his expression gloomy, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Liu Hui will be okay," Miao Qing firmly believed. He turned his head and quietly comforted Bai Xiaojie, "I think Liu Hui went to look for clues. She must have discovered something. We checked the room, and there are no signs of a struggle."

Jiang Cheng's gaze swept the room. The bed was a little messy, but only to the extent that someone had slept in it. The quilt was turned up, and Jiang Cheng reached in to touch it. The quilt was ice-cold; the person had been gone for a while.

This was not a good sign.

Jiang Cheng quickly found a clock in a corner of the room, smaller than any clock they had seen so far. The time on it was stopped at 2:07.

Just 12 minutes later than Jiang Cheng's room.

His brows furrowed slightly, and a bold guess appeared in Jiang Cheng's mind. After failing to attack him last night, the knocking ghost did not leave but continued to attack the people in the next room in chronological order.

And Liu Hui happened to be next!

"Did you call her?" the fatty suddenly asked. "I remember Liu Hui brought her phone in, right?"

This sentence woke up Miao Qing. He had been too anxious to find people and had neglected the phone. And Liu Hui's phone was indeed not found in the room.

"I'll call her." Bai Xiaojie's hand trembled as she found Liu Hui's number and dialed it.

A few seconds later, a ringtone rang out, but to everyone's surprise, the ringtone actually came from the corridor. Everyone immediately walked out of the room and followed the ringtone. Finally, they found Liu Hui's phone at the corner of the stairs leading from the second floor to the third floor.

"How could her phone be here?" Bai Xiaojie was a little scared.

After searching nearby, everyone soon made a new discovery. Miao Qing squatted on the ground, staring at the support pillar under the wooden handrail of the stairs, his face very ugly.

There were several scratch marks there, and the marks looked like they had been left recently, but the angle of the marks was very strange. Huai Yi gestured several times with his hands, but he couldn't imagine what kind of posture could leave similar scratch marks.

Jiang Cheng patted him, told him to stay away, and then Jiang Cheng stared at the marks. After a moment, he slowly retreated, and then his whole body lay on the stairs in a strange posture, feet up, head down, chin raised as much as possible. He stretched out his left hand, fingers spread, covering the scratch marks.

"Hiss..."

The rest of the people's eyes paused, and Bai Xiaojie's body swayed. Miao Qing supported her to prevent her from falling.

Jiang Cheng got up, patted the dust off his body, and lowered his voice, "Perhaps this is more cruel to say, but Liu Hui was most likely dragged upside down from her room by that thing, passing through the corridor, all the way to the stairs, and then up the stairs."

"She was conscious at the time, and these scratch marks were left then," Jiang Cheng added, looking at the scratches.

Just imagining the scene, Ouyang Huanbin felt chills, and the fatty's expression was also very bad. He felt sorry for this woman named Liu Hui. Being dragged in this posture must be very painful.

Miao Qing took a deep breath and nodded, "I agree with Mr. Jiang's statement."

There was no doubt that the guy who dragged Liu Hui away was a ghost, and everyone was even more clear that Liu Hui was now dead.

Miao Qing raised his head and looked at the third floor, where they had not yet been, "Everyone, I need to find Liu Hui's body. From her body, we can deduce how she died. And you also saw that the ghost that killed her is not quite the same as the previous two ghosts. The killing methods are different. I suspect this time it's the knocking ghost that hasn't shown up yet."

Miao Qing was not clear about Jiang Cheng's experience last night. Based only on his understanding of the contents of that book, plus the clues he had gathered so far, he could deduce that the killer was the knocking ghost. He was indeed qualified to be the leader of this team.

Aside from the different positions, Jiang Cheng also felt sorry for the dead Liu Hui. That person wasn't stupid. If she was willing to cooperate, she would be a good helper.

But now, he could only hope to find her body and help her make a final contribution to everyone.

"You still want to go upstairs?" Ouyang Huanbin refused directly, and then, as if worried that someone would force him, he began to retreat, his face full of vigilance, "Whoever wants to go can go, I'm not going anyway."