Translator: CinderTL
"Blind Zheng, have you been getting a bit too cocky lately?" The security guard dragged Blind Zheng to a secluded corner outside the hospital building.
The place was quite remote, with a concrete rain shelter canopy overhead.
"You knew it was my shift today, yet you still hid in your room drinking?" The security guard was fuming at Blind Zheng.
Fortunately, someone had tipped him off. If a higher-up had discovered this, he would have been in trouble again.
But what surprised the guard was that Blind Zheng, who should have been groveling and apologizing, seemed like a completely different person.
Blind Zheng stood with his back to the guard, staring silently at the rain in the distance.
Outside the rain shelter, the downpour continued relentlessly.
The boundless darkness felt like a viscous tide, suffocating him. After a few seconds, he swallowed nervously.
"Stop pretending!" The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. The guard lifted his foot and gave Blind Zheng a moderate kick on the backside.
But after that kick, the guard's expression changed.
He hadn't intended to hurt Blind Zheng too badly. After all, they had a decent relationship, and this was just meant to be a lesson. So, he had controlled the force of his kick.
Based on past experience, the kick wouldn't knock Blind Zheng down, but it would make him stagger a few steps, looking somewhat disheveled.
Once he had made his point, the matter would be settled.
But to his surprise, the kick felt like hitting a solid iron plate.
Blind Zheng didn't move an inch.
In the next moment, the guard witnessed the last scene of his life. Blind Zheng's head suddenly twisted 180 degrees, looking directly behind him.
A pair of malevolent eyes stared fixedly at him.
In sheer terror, the guard lost all ability to think or control his body. There was no chance for him to escape.
After a violent tremor, his hands rose uncontrollably. His left hand pressed against the top of his head, while his right hand gripped his chin. Then, with a forceful twist—
"Crack!"
A flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, and amidst the rumbling thunder, a figure collapsed face-first into the puddle, sending a large splash of water into the air.
Back in Room 209, Jiang Cheng seemed relatively calm, but Cao Yang still hadn't recovered from the earlier horror.
When the others saw Jiang Cheng and Cao Yang return, they let out a collective sigh of relief.
Jiang Cheng scanned the room. Apart from Huai Yi and Du Feng, everyone else was present.
"Where are they?" Jiang Cheng asked directly.
"They went out," Yu Yu explained, worried that Jiang Cheng might misunderstand. "We just discovered some new clues, and they went to verify them."
As Jiang Cheng walked to the bedside, Lin Wan'er thoughtfully handed him a cup of warm water. If it had been anyone else, Jiang Cheng wouldn't have drunk it, but he knew Lin Wan'er well.
The water was safe.
After gulping down a few mouthfuls, Jiang Cheng's mood eased considerably.
Cao Yang explained their encounter to the group. When they heard that a ghost had disguised itself as Blind Zheng and drank with them, Weiwei and Wang Changguo's expressions changed.
Clearly, this was beyond their comprehension.
Cao Yang continued, explaining that they had found the real Blind Zheng's body in the red cabinet next door.
The body was buried under a pile of clothes, its facial muscles twisted, and its eyes wide open, almost as if they were about to pop out.
He hadn't dared to look too closely, nor had he noticed any obvious wounds or smelled blood. So, it was likely that Blind Zheng had been scared to death.
Regarding the matter of the security guard, Cao Yang vaguely avoided the topic, and Jiang Cheng didn't bring it up either.
Holding a water cup and sitting by the bed, Jiang Cheng first glanced at Lin Wan'er, then turned his gaze to Yu Yu, "Did you find any clues?"
"After you left earlier, we searched around the hospital and finally found the archives room," Yu Yu whispered, her expression turning peculiar.
"It's a very special room, quite spacious, normally with two doors—front and back. But the front door was sealed, and only the back door could be opened."
"Of course, the door was locked, but..." Yu Yu looked up at Lin Wan'er beside her. This woman took out her hairpin and unlocked it in just two moves.
Jiang Cheng nodded, signaling her to continue.
"We started searching by time, first looking at records from 10 years ago, but found nothing. Then we kept going further back in time and finally found a black kraft paper bag in the corner."
"After opening it, it was just as you said—the incident happened 18 years ago."
"6th floor, Room 624."
"After that woman was killed, all the medical staff originally assigned to Room 624 were dismissed, each for different reasons."
Jiang Cheng glanced around, "Did you take the files?"
"No," Yu Yu said, "Huai Yi thought that rashly tampering with such clues might cause trouble, so..."
He's a cautious person.
"Later, someone passed by outside, and we were worried about being discovered by the hospital and causing trouble, so we left, and the files were restored to their original state."
Yu Yu pursed her lips, a strange emotion flickering across her pretty face. Jiang Cheng knew they must have deduced something from the files.
"The files recorded the contact information of several people who left. After returning, Huai Yi called them using the contact details."
At this point, Yu Yu paused, and after a moment, her tone suddenly became urgent, "But they... they didn't just lose contact—they're dead!"
Cao Yang quickly asked, "Who's dead?"
"All of them," Yu Yu looked somewhat nervous, "There were four people directly responsible for Room 624 at the time: a chief psychiatrist, a resident doctor, and a nursing assistant."
Cao Yang thought for a moment and asked, "You said four—who's the last one?"
Looking at Cao Yang, Yu Yu shook her head, "I don't know."
Hearing this, Cao Yang's expression became complicated, as if he didn't understand what Yu Yu meant.
"The last person's file was destroyed?" Jiang Cheng frowned.
"Yes," Yu Yu replied, "The page about that person was torn out."
After a moment of thought, Jiang Cheng stroked his chin and said, "It's the woman from Room 906. She was a nurse before." He then added, as if explaining to himself, "Taking care of a female patient—it wouldn't be convenient if all the staff were men."
"Four people—all the men died, and the only woman went mad," Lin Wan'er casually tugged at her hair, raised an eyebrow, and said, "It seems this Ghost harbors more hatred toward men."
Hearing this, not only did Yu Yu's expression change, but even Weiwei, who was standing to the side, looked uneasy. Only Lin Wan'er continued to gaze at Jiang Cheng with an indescribable look in her eyes.
As she spoke, she tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, her slender, pale fingers moving with a graceful arc. Wang Changguo, standing across from her, couldn't help but let his gaze flicker for a moment.
But for Jiang Cheng, he had long grown accustomed to Lin Wan'er.
He had experienced far worse.
"The file ends with..." Yu Yu's voice was heavy, as if struggling to overcome an emotional barrier. Only at the very end did she finally look up.
"That woman was pregnant when she died."
(End of the Chapter)
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