Chapter 2113 - 1169: Night Visit to the Cultural Palace (Part 5)

As he opened the ID, the name that struck him was Sun Delin, accompanied by a relatively younger photo of the elderly man.

In the position column, it was written as Worker at the Cultural Palace on duty.

He’s Sun Delin, so who was that guy who just opened the door for them?!

What was even more horrifying was that the footsteps downstairs were getting closer, sounding like they were already on the second floor, heading towards the third.

"Damn it! Run!" Yang Xiao was always the one to run first, then shout.

Seeing Yang Xiao and Ye Zheng take off running, Sun Delin, still kneeling in confusion, didn’t understand why they were running.

Weren’t they from the factory’s security department? He saw the armbands on their arms, could it be... they are fake too, the armbands were stolen, and they were also here to steal?

At the same time, he also heard the footsteps from downstairs, but he didn’t run because the footsteps were steady and heavy, giving him a strange feeling.

He quickly thought of a way to break the stalemate, deciding to stay and wait for the person to come up.

Now he guessed that the man and woman from before were also here to steal, so why not go along with it and say that he came upstairs upon hearing the noise to catch them in the act, caught the man and woman red-handed, but they escaped during the fight, these things all over the place are the evidence.

After organizing the logic and rehearsing the sequence of events in his mind, Sun Delin calmed down, pretending to fall onto the ground, clutching his leg, looking injured, occasionally wailing, "Catch... catch thieves! Someone, come quickly! Someone’s stealing!"

"There are two of them, a man and a woman, catch them quickly!"

Sun Delin kept acting; he was quite talented at it, having played cameo roles in the factory theater group when he was young, until he saw the owner of the footsteps step out from the staircase corner.

The next second, Sun Delin’s mouth hung open, his eyes protruding in extreme fear, his cries for help abruptly stopped.

"Ahhh!!"

Sun Delin’s last scream was heard by Yang Xiao and Ye Zheng, his fate was evident.

The two were not running around chaotically but were heading for the staircase on the other side, avoiding the pursuit of that thing.

Soon, the two sprinted downstairs, with Ye Zheng heading straight for the main door, only to be pulled back by Yang Xiao.

"What are you doing?" Ye Zheng instinctively broke free.

"Don’t be stupid, we can’t leave this Cultural Palace." Yang Xiao gave Ye Zheng no chance to refuse, "Now that someone has already died inside the Cultural Palace, that ghost shouldn’t kill again, but if we go out, who knows what will happen!"

In extreme crisis, being able to maintain calm judgment is one of the two fundamental principles for Yang Xiao’s survival.

The other naturally is his handsome face.

At this moment, Ye Zheng also shook off the panic, gazing at the chaotic night outside, feeling a surge of trepidation.

Yang Xiao and Ye Zheng stood just behind the main door, one step back, and they could open it and escape.

They were waiting, waiting for the commotion inside the building, waiting to see if the ghost would come after them after killing.

After a full five minutes, there was complete silence inside, the night as quiet as death, Yang Xiao knew that without any surprises, Sun Delin was gone, and tomorrow his corpse might be found somewhere.

He also imagined how the corpse might look, face peeled, the appearance tragic.

Meanwhile, his previous assumptions were broken, there was no safe house, the ghost would still kill inside the Cultural Palace.

"There’s no movement, I’m going to call Chief Zhou and the others." Yang Xiao instructed.

When he arrived, he noticed an old-style black phone on the desk in the gatehouse.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his arm—it was Ye Zheng.

"Don’t go, I’ll go." Ye Zheng said, taking a deep breath.

"You?"

Yang Xiao was a little surprised, although the gatehouse was close, it still required some courage and a degree of risk-taking.

"You’ve helped me a lot, our Chamber of Commerce doesn’t like to owe favors, monetary debts are easy to repay, but favors are hard to pay off."

"From now on, I’ll handle dangerous things. If I can get out alive, Yang Xiao, I won’t owe you anything." Ye Zheng said seriously.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiao’s eyes slightly brightened, realizing he had underestimated this girl; although her status was noble, she was not someone pampered and unaccustomed to hardship, but someone capable of big things.

Being unafraid and pure in this aspect alone made her a hundred times stronger than those self-proclaimed veteran players who were timid.

In the Nightmare World, recklessness is foolish, and excessive retreat and avoidance can also squander opportunities, leading both to the same final outcome.

One must be decisive when necessary, cutting decisively, being ruthlessly firm.

The ancients said, to value body while doing great things, and forget life over small gains, is not heroism.

Yang Xiao watched as Ye Zheng reached the gatehouse, she didn’t rush in but stood outside first, surveying the surroundings, then turned her back, bent down, peering through her legs into the house, ensuring there was no issue before going in.

Next, she checked the phone line if it was connected, then began dialing, successfully contacting Chief Zhou.

Ye Zheng exited the gatehouse and returned to Yang Xiao’s side, and Yang Xiao noticed the fine beads of sweat covering Ye Zheng’s forehead.

"What did you say?" Yang Xiao asked.

Ye Zheng, not looking at him, focused on the stairs, answered, "I exaggerated the seriousness, so Chief Zhou will bring more people, you know, if Chief Zhou comes alone, it would be troublesome."