The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

"Boss, let's go quickly." He dared not linger in the building any longer, feeling as if the building had suddenly become fraught with danger.

Feng Zheng turned around and walked downstairs. Seemingly finding the atmosphere too dull, he started to talk about a past event.

"I heard that a murder had occurred at this factory before the suicide. A man who couldn't win back his ex-wife stabbed her to death in her dormitory one night with a fruit knife."

Li Wenhe was taken aback. When he investigated the factory's information, why hadn't he seen any reports about this matter?

Feng Zheng: "The man took out all his money to gain the woman's parents' understanding. Since the two were husband and wife, it was a family matter, and the matter was completely suppressed."

He Wangyao suddenly remembered something, "But this building is just a men's dormitory."

He had surveyed the area; the girls' dormitory building was shorter and not located here!

Great, this is definitely not the site of the heinous incident that happened back then!

He had just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly realized that no one was responding to him.

He Wangyao suddenly stopped, the sound of his footsteps still echoing in the corridor, but there was no one around him.

It was pitch black all around.

He was almost in tears; his worst fear had come true—he was all alone!

"Boss, Li Wenhe!" he tried calling out twice, and this time even the clattering footsteps disappeared.

When Mingzhuo realized something was wrong, the person in front of him had already disappeared into the darkness.

A faint sobbing sound came from somewhere, seemingly very close yet also very far away.