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"If you want us to help you find the truth, don't hide it. At least give us some clues, or are we just looking for a needle in a haystack?" Chang Xi said to the empty wall.

"Will this really work?"

To VJ's astonishment, the shadows on the wall coalesced into a shape, transforming into several words.

Dean's Office.

Each location holds a clue, and you also have a companion.

The deadline is midnight tonight. If you and your companions are not found, you will all die here.

The writing has faded.

"Alright, bye-bye." Chang Xi turned and left.

She stopped at the door.

"What's wrong?"

Chang Xi turned around, "You almost fooled me. One person in one location, such an important place as the archives, there's no way it wouldn't be empty."

Chang Xi came back and carefully examined the room.

Huo Dongjun also helped with the search.

His gaze swept to the tip of a shoe behind the layers of bookshelves.

"Here."

Huo Dongjun stepped forward and pushed the bookshelf, while Chang Xi lent a hand. The two of them pushed the bookshelf to one side with all their might.

The areas previously hidden by the bookshelf now reveal their original appearance.

The person inside collapsed, lying stiffly on the ground.

A sharp, gleaming scalpel fell straight down from the roof.

The man opened his eyes and saw the falling knife, then screamed in terror.

"Stop yelling," Chang Xi gripped the hilt of the knife, the tip of which stopped a finger's width above his brow.

The man, having narrowly escaped death, gasped for breath, "Thank you, thank you."

Huo Dongjun helped him up. "Did you see anyone else?"

The staff member shook his head.

Chang Xi walked to the spot where the staff member had been leaning against, where a file folder was stuck.

She took it down and looked at it.

"These are the hospital's surgical records," Huo Dongjun leaned closer, "Why is this hospital's mortality rate so high?"

Chang Xi subconsciously looked up and caught a glimpse of a red mole behind Huo Dongjun's ear.

She seemed to have seen this red mole somewhere before.

Where is it?

"Uh," Chang Xi felt a dull pain in his head.

"What's wrong with you?" Huo Dongjun asked, puzzled, and held her arm with one hand.

"It's nothing," Chang Xi said, shaking her head despite the pain. The pain subsided, but the image disappeared.

[He doesn't look like he's alright.]

I've heard that people with amnesia experience headaches when triggered by memories they recall.

Is Chang Xi recovering her memories?

【do not know. 】

"Let's go to the dean's office first," Chang Xi shook his head and walked out.

She casually handed the scalpel to Huo Dongjun.

Huo Dongjun took it, puzzled.

"For your self-defense."

Tian Yu walked slowly and gradually fell behind VJ.

Chang Xi looked up at the doorplate and pushed open the door.

The next second, a sharp claw came flying at you.

Chang Xi tilted his head and firmly grasped that hand. "Beautiful lady, where did you get your nails done? They're a bit long."

Unable to move her hand, the female ghost immediately swung it up with her other hand.

If that slap had landed on Chang Xi's head, it would have splattered her brains out.

Chang Xi twisted his body and dodged under her armpit instead.

"Get out of the way!"

[Such smooth movements.]

Is it even smoother than silk?

[Where did this implanted GG come from? Get out of here.]

[For some reason, a line came to mind: The badger twisted its body and escaped between his legs.]

[Oh? A beautiful badger?]

The group scattered, but unfortunately the corridor wasn't very wide, so there was nowhere to hide.

"You were sent by those brats? You want to kill me? Dream on!" the female ghost demanded sharply.

"Sisi?!" The staff member who had been rescued earlier recognized her; she was his colleague.

"Is your colleague this irritable?" Huo Dongjun kicked him.

Sisi was in excruciating pain where he had kicked her.

"Not bad, get them hidden!" Chang Xi tossed him a bundle of talismans from his pocket.

Huo Dongjun reached out and caught the wad of toilet paper-like substance. "You really didn't steal it from the toilet?"

"If it works, that's all that matters. Stop with the nonsense, let's go!"

Chang Xi grabbed Sisi's foot and pulled her back.

[No wonder Huo Dongjun suspected it was toilet paper; if it weren't for the color and cinnabar, who would recognize it as a talisman?]

No, we're open to all kinds of ideas.

Huo Dongjun led the person into the office, took out a talisman and pasted it on the door. A golden light flashed, and a red talisman identical to the one on the talisman appeared on the door.

The three men breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully they had escaped with their lives.

"One for each of you, take it carefully, and don't get it wet," Huo Dongjun handed the talismans to the two of them.

VJ asked, "Mr. Huo, how do you know it shouldn't get wet?"

Oh right, how did he know?

"Mr. Huo is very knowledgeable, he must know," the staff member explained.

Huo Dongjun did not refute, because he couldn't recall whether he had seen the relevant information.

After the car accident, he didn't remember anything from before, so he probably didn't have the chance to come into contact with this kind of thing.

"But then we won't be able to film outside," the VJ said, displaying his professionalism by pulling out his action camera and slipping it under the door.

Slowly adjust the camera position until the image is clear and can capture the entire corridor.

Indeed, it's best to leave professional tasks to professionals.

[Thanks to the VJ, we got to see the first-person perspective of the battle between humans and ghosts.]

"Ah!" Sisi couldn't reach Changxi several times and gradually lost patience.

"Young lady, you need to be patient," Chang Xi teased her while using the Demon-Slaying Defense. "Haste makes waste."

Sisi became increasingly agitated, as if there was something outside that she was afraid of, and she wanted to resolve it as soon as possible so that Changxi could return to the office.

Chang Xi wasn't in a hurry, and just dealt with her.

Every time "Sisi" got close to the office door, she was pulled back.

"Why would you possess an ordinary person's body?" Chang Xi asked with disgust. "What kind of skill is it for a greasy, fat man like you to hide in a young girl's body?"

This girl named Sisi is possessed by a ghost!

Look at her feet, she's standing on tiptoe!

[It really is a ghost, a male ghost.]

"Hmph, little girl, you have some discernment," the evil spirit sneered twice. "It's all to protect you stinking Taoist priests. As long as I'm in a mortal's body, you can't kill me."

"Kill me, and this girl will die too. You'll be going to jail."

"You make a lot of sense," Chang Xi nodded in agreement.

What can be done then? Is Chang Xi doomed to passively take the beating?

Huo Dongjun was rummaging through his office.

"Mr. Huo, what are you looking for?"

Huo Dongjun's hands kept moving. "The thing that's possessing the staff member keeps trying to get closer to the office, which means that this place is either his lair or hiding something that is very important to him."

Instead of waiting for Chang Xi to deal with the ghosts outside, let's find something and see if it can help.

"We'll help too!"

The three men searched high and low.

"There's a safe," Huo Dongjun said, bringing the safe out, but they couldn't open it without the password.

Huo Dongjun tried once, but the password was incorrect.

"Try a few more times," VJ suggested.

"No, this kind of safe has a limit on the number of times it can be opened. After three incorrect attempts, it will automatically lock and become impossible to open." Huo Dongjun did not act rashly: "Let me think about it some more."