Chapter 139: Prints

Chapter 139: Prints

“Since the ghost has left, we need to hurry up.” Zhou Rong looked around. The anxiety in his heart amplified. “We’ll split up. I’ll search the kitchen.”

“I’ll stay here just in case the ghost comes back.” Bei Qian volunteered immediately. Then, they both turned to Jiang Cheng. The only option left was the second floor. Clearly, they wanted him to search the unknown location.

“Exciting!” Jiang Cheng was excited.

Zhou Rong almost shouted from Jiang Cheng’s reaction. Bei Qian had it even worse. Due to his age, he suddenly felt a spot of wetness in his pants. “Then... we’ll have to trouble Mr. Yi.”

After saying that, the pale-faced Zhou Rong left. He headed to the kitchen door. The ghost exited this door earlier. The chopping sound also came from the kitchen. Bei Qian was innately scared of Jiang Cheng. This man... didn’t seem to be mentally sound. To prevent himself from being bogged down by Jiang Cheng, Bei Qian chose to stay away from him.

Jiang Cheng moved to the staircase. He didn’t go upstairs immediately. After some thinking, he suddenly knelt down and placed his ear on the wall next to the stairs.

Due to the line of sight, Bei Qian couldn’t see him anymore and naturally assumed Jiang Cheng had gone upstairs.

There was a thin layer of dust on the floor. Jiang Cheng’s eyes scanned up the stairs. There were conspicuous spots where the dust had been disturbed. He narrowed his eyes and got up the steps silently. He chose a spot with a good vantage point and knelt down. He... discovered a few shoeprints. They looked unclear and messy, like... they were left behind when people were escaping in a panic.

Based on what Bei Qian said earlier, they should have been left behind by Jiang Zhongyi before he died. Jiang Cheng carefully analysed the prints. He soon confirmed that the prints belonged to more than one person. They came from two people. Based on the sizes, they should be two male adults. Jiang Cheng was immediately reminded of Ben Fu, who had gone missing the first night. It was very likely that he had been there and was attacked by the ghost there.

Just as Jiang Cheng was about to move around to study the other prints, he glanced at something from the corner of his eyes. His body paused. He spotted another shoeprint. It was at the spot where he was about to move to next. This print was clearly different from the other two. It was a lot smaller and narrower. It was left behind by a female.

Jiang Cheng looked down. To the side of the spot where he was standing, there was a sign of dust disturbance. It suggested that... there was once a woman who was doing the same thing as Jiang Cheng was doing. She chose to occupy the same positions to observe the shoeprints on the stairs.

Bei Qian, who was the frailest, started to vomit. Jiang Cheng danced away at the first notice. Zhou Rong reacted slower. When he wanted to evade it, the vomit had already hit his shoes.

The vomit mixed with the blood on the cement floor. Even though the blood hadn’t dried, it had turned viscous. Once stepped on, the blood would make a squishy sound. Anyone who stepped on the blood would leave behind a print.

“Hmm?” Jiang Cheng suddenly said.

Zhou Rong instantly looked at him. Before he could say anything, the latter warned in a whisper, “Did you hear that?”

“What...?” Bei Qian was scared.

“It came from upstairs.” Jiang Cheng turned to the door and said, “Stay here. I’ll go take a look.”

“I’ll go with you.” Zhou Rong followed him. However, he felt a pull on his arm.

“Mr. Zhou.” Bei Qian looked weak, but he held onto Zhou Rong tightly. He whispered, “Let him go on his own. It’s safer for us... I mean... The ghost is coming back. We should look for clues here.”

During their swift interaction, Jiang Cheng had already left the kitchen.

Zhou Rong slowly turned around to look at Bei Qian’s worried face. A few seconds later, Zhou Rong smiled, “Okay.” Zhou Rong started to move backwards, “I’ve already found some clues.”

His gait was strange. He was also suddenly so much firmer and stronger. Bei Qian was practically dragged away by him.N/nêw n0vel chap/ers are published o/n n0v/e/(lb)i(n.)co/m