"Let's gather the clues about Meng Chengxi and the others during the day."

Shekh, giving instructions, turned to open the door: "No need to wait, they're back."

"That's perfect." Shi Jin opened the door and called Meng Chengxi and Xiao Fang, who were about to enter the room.

Meng Chengxi walked in: "When did you get back?"

"Twenty minutes ago, those high heels belonged to Manager Zhang. I came back because I didn't want her to recognize me. Didn't you run into her?"

"No, we didn't hear the sound of high heels on the third floor, nor did we hear it when we came up."

"That's lucky." Shi Jinzhe exchanged the clues he had found with him. "What about you guys? What did you find?"

"I found one; I found it in an abandoned room behind the wall."

Meng Chengxi took out a piece of paper with irregular tears along the edges. The writing was in pencil and looked like a primary school student's diary.

He could read ten lines at a glance and quickly grasp the most important sentence:

[After returning from the hot springs that evening, I heard the girl in the red dress from earlier in the day secretly crying in the hallway. Her face was red, her neck was red, and there was also some freckles. I felt she was in a lot of pain, so I gave her a tissue, but she said, "Let my mom take me to a different hotel..."]

He glanced at the time; the diary entry was dated three years ago.

Three years ago, Zhang Anguo also died three years ago.

Meng Chengxi's tone was somewhat serious: "Do you think someone might have done something to her, like that old lecher Zhang Anguo?"

He didn't want to speculate in any particular direction, but a typical beating would definitely involve the hotel, and the fact that Manager Zhang was hiding alone in the corridor crying made it hard not to think things through.

“Then she could also be the murderer who killed Zhang Anguo,” Shi Jinzhe said with a headache. “But Zhang Anguo couldn’t be his deceased wife. I feel like the clues in this case are getting more and more off track.”

Deceased wife.

There are only two people related to his wife.

Lu Xiaohui, whose husband cheated on her multiple times, has no children, and their relationship is cold. She is now living with a broken leg.

Wang Luan, whose husband sacrificed his life, their marital relationship was uncertain, but their mother-daughter relationship was not particularly close. She is now dead and a ghost.

The more clues they found, the fewer they discovered that were related to the two individuals. Almost all the information they found that night was related to Manager Zhang.

He thought for a moment and said, "Manager Zhang should be the link between these two couples. Let's wait for our teammates from room 409 to return and then summarize the information we have."

“It’ll be soon, not long before dawn.” Meng Chengxi pointed to the bed that hadn’t been slept on. “If you’re not going to sleep, the two of us can sit down and say no.”

Shi Jin nodded.

After they sat down, he asked again, "Have you found any other clues?"

"Yes, a third ghost was found on the fourth floor." Shekh told him, listening to the screams in his ears, that there was a third ghost here.

"The third one?" Meng Chengxi scratched his head. "I'm really fed up. The clues in this instance are already fragmented enough, and now there's another one with no information at all."

"Accept reality. No matter how broken it is, you have to piece together the truth." Shi Jinzhe tossed the book written by Wang Luan over. "Take a look."

Meng Chengxi skimmed through the book, which was utterly pointless, in an hour. Just as he was about to finish, Shekh said that the 409 teammate had returned.

.

Liu Run's two teammates took out their room cards and went into room 409. As soon as they opened the door, they saw Cheng You'an with his eyes rolled back, barely breathing.

One of them asked Liu Run, who looked weak, "What happened to him...?"

"I was terrified. A ghost came in and could only crawl. It was either lying on the ground or on the wall or the roof, with its head tilted to the side. No matter which angle you looked from, it seemed like it was staring at you."

"...And what else?"

"Also, after scaring someone to the point of fainting, it would keep lying on the door and peering out through the peephole. When Cheng Youan woke up, it would continue to scare him."

"...I didn't realize he was so popular with ghosts."

"No...it seems like that ghost was thrown in by someone. It was a bit dazed when it came in," Liu Run said, looking troubled.

From the moment the ghost entered the room, he had a premonition of impending doom, as if he would never see the sun rise again.

After thinking it over, he suspected that the woman had discovered he had lied to her.

He regretted not telling the truth yesterday, and now he was getting more and more scared.

"Liu Run, open the door."

Upon hearing Shekh's voice, Liu Run's heart skipped a beat.

Just what I feared most came true; the debt collectors did indeed arrive.

"Open the door for her..."

Liu Run said dejectedly, clinging to a sliver of hope that admitting his mistake again might be of any use.

...

The two teammates suppressed their anger; they were really unwilling to give away the clues they had worked so hard on all night.

Needless to say, his fate will probably be the same as Liu Run's.

"Sigh, once we get out of here, I'll blacklist this guy surnamed Cheng. Getting involved with such an enemy is really dragging me down with me."

The complaining teammate opened the door and, without waiting for Shekh to speak, immediately began reporting clues, thinking that he should get rid of this plague god as soon as possible.

“We went to the fifth floor last night, but we didn’t find any new clues. However, yesterday evening, I found out something: Manager Zhang had a boyfriend who was an editor at a publishing house. He was eight years older than her, but they broke up for some reason.”

"I heard that the man cheated on her, and her mother's attempts to reconcile them failed. Anyway, after the breakup, Manager Zhang was unwilling to mention him again, and her colleagues at the hotel didn't talk about him much either."

That's all, really.

After the two teammates finished talking, they eagerly waited for Shekh to leave.

But Shekh acted as if he hadn't seen the hint, pushed aside a teammate, and walked directly to Liu Run.

With bewildered looks in their eyes, she petrified Liu Run's body to her shoulder.

Before Liu Run could even beg for mercy, his gaze fell instantly amidst a shattering sound, and then he rolled twice on the ground.

The face that hadn't been petrified was cut in several places by the broken stones. Holding Liu Run's head, which had instantly lost all color, Sheh placed the head in front of Cheng Youan, making sure that when he opened his eyes, he would see this head with its eyes wide open in death.

Before leaving the room, she picked up the fallen props and gave the two people special instructions, "Don't touch the position of that head. Whoever touches it will have to take its place."