Even though Chen Ge had no idea what was in the corridor, he knew that he could not be dragged into that room.
His arms were grabbed, and his eyes were blinded. Chen Ge could only rely on his instinct to kick down the corridor.
He seemed to have kicked something, and his calf ached, but the pain made Chen Ge more alert.
"White tiger! Bite him! "
The only thing that Chen Ge could trust was the white cat, but to his surprise, the white cat on his shoulder did not move at all. He could feel the weight on his neck not lightening at all.
His body was dragged, and the two argued for half a minute at the entrance of the corridor. Suddenly, Chen Ge heard a man's voice coming from the corridor.
"Do you want to die?! I'm trying to save you! There's a ghost in the corridor! "
Following this voice, the force that pulled on Chen Ge's arm increased again.
Now Chen Ge was faced with a choice. Should he follow the man's voice into the corridor or continue to move toward the top of the building?
Chen Ge made his choice in less than a second. He yelled down the corridor, "It's humans who forced them to their deaths, why should I be afraid of ghosts? If you really want to save me, then let go! "
At this crucial moment, Chen Ge insisted on staying on the stairs. He would rather stay with a ghost whose identity was confirmed than leave with a stranger.
The force on his arm weakened. Finally, there was the sound of the door closing. The man who wanted to drag Chen Ge into his room seemed to have left.
"Why is he in such a hurry? Is he looking for a scapegoat? The last person who used me as a scapegoat is still inside the painting. " Chen Ge slowly stood up. "The sound of the door closing is very close to me, and the man's room is near the staircase. I'll bring the other employees tomorrow to visit him."
His arms slowly moved. Touching the stairs and the wall, Chen Ge confirmed his location.
"Thank you for earlier." Chen Ge turned to the railing. His hand was no longer held, so he was not sure whether the boy was still there or not.
"Da Bao?"
There was no reply. Chen Ge stood where he was for a while before continuing to move up the stairs.
"The situation is worse than I predicted. I thought there would only be two or three Specters and some lingering spirits in this building, but it looks like I was too optimistic."
It was difficult for lingering spirits to cause actual harm to a person, so the man and the boy who had grabbed Chen Ge's arm earlier were not simple lingering spirits. They were malicious spirits.
They had only reached the eleventh floor, and they had already encountered two malicious spirits. The path ahead would definitely be more difficult.
Moving his feet, Chen Ge suddenly felt as though he had stepped on something wet when he arrived between the eleventh and twelfth floor.
"Water stains? None of the lights on the top floor of the building were on. How could there be water stains in the corridor at night? The pipe is broken? "
Chen Ge was sure that he was not stepping on blood. Blood coagulated very quickly, and the fake blood at his Haunted House had all been diluted.
"This should be water …"
Just as that thought crossed his mind, he felt a chill on his face like a drop of water had fallen on his face.
Before he could reach out to touch his face, he suddenly felt a cold sensation around his ankle, as if a snake had just brushed past his leg.
"What's going on?"
The air turned damp, and there was a light smell of blood. When Chen Ge was thinking, a woman's voice came from the stairs ahead.
"It's so cold …"
The voice was soft, and it was shivering.
There's someone up ahead?
Chen Ge slowed down, and his mind turned quickly.
There was a mist around them, and the person felt cold. Was it because her death was related to water? Or was her body hidden inside the freezer?
Chen Ge thought about it for a long time, but in reality, it was only a few seconds. He continued to move forward. When he was about to pass the location where the voice came from, he suddenly felt a chill on his legs. The chill was spreading toward the back of his neck like something was slowly crawling up his back.
"So cold, so cold …"
This time, the shivering voice came from behind Chen Ge. The person seemed to be following behind him, one step away from him.
Standing in the dark corridor with his eyes closed, he could not see anything, but he could feel someone standing behind him.
Every time he took a step, the people behind him followed. That cold feeling did not dissipate. Instead, it grew stronger and stronger.
Chen Ge did not act rashly. He slowly raised his hands and reached for the buttons on his jacket.
He undid the buttons one by one, and then he took off the jacket and gently pulled it over his back. "Put it on, stranger. I cannot help you change the things that have already happened. I only hope that this jacket can bring you some warmth."
The jacket appeared to be covering something. Perhaps Chen Ge's action was too sudden, and it was completely out of the person's expectation.
"Other than this stupid cat, I have nothing else. I am the kind of person who does not matter. I am very indifferent to death, but that does not affect my love for life." Chen Ge leaned against the wall and slowly squatted down. In the end, he sat directly on the stairs. "This night is long and boring. Can we talk for a while?"
With the blindfold, Chen Ge could not see anything; without his employees and without any tools, Chen Ge could not do anything.
At that moment, he was very open-minded. Leaning against the wall, there was a smile on Chen Ge's face. In the dark, damp, and eerie corridor, the smile on his face appeared very special.
"If you don't mind, why don't you sit next to me?" Chen Ge lightly patted the stairs next to him. "I am one of those lonely people. I envy people who can joke around and have endless topics to talk about. Watching them celebrate, I will always find a quiet corner to stay by myself. That is my happiness. Slowly, people have gotten used to me. To be honest, you are the first person who has talked to me recently. "
With his lips slightly open, Chen Ge, who sat on the stairs, raised his head to look beside him. "Can you stay with me for a while?"
There was a rustling sound in his ears. Chen Ge's fingers touched the jacket that he had just pulled over his back. The 'stranger' who followed behind him sat next to him on the stairs.
"Thank you for accompanying me. I am not that good at communicating with others. If possible, can I listen to your story?"
The sincerity in his voice was tinged with a trace of pleading. It was hard to say no.
"My body was pressed together, and it was very cold. I could not hug myself …"
"Where are you? Can I go find you? Can I help you? "Chen Ge really wanted to help the stranger. There was at least one murder case hidden inside this building.
"My head was placed on the back, my arms were broken, and both of my legs were on the second floor. He used to hate me, but when he waved the cleaver, he laughed. He said that he had finally found the good side of an anorexic girl. He rarely praised me like that. He said that I was very thin, very small, and easy to hide. "
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