Chapter 145: “...You are the third party.”

【Before entering the building, Gentleman told Chu Zu five things.

Obey the rules.

People strive to move upwards.

Don't recall things you've forgotten, what you believe is the only reality.

Do not be alone in a room with a female.

Find a completely blank room.

And also, I will always be honest with you.

Chu Zu said: “That sounds like six things.”

Gentleman was noncommittal: “Perhaps.”

————————《The Fifth Door Chu Zu》】

Tong Qinzhen stood in the night wind, shivering from the cold.

He stared at the building in front of him, an absurd thought rising in his heart:

This building was born in a crevice.

The building was located in a remote corner of Nancheng University, near a wasteland in the eastern suburbs.

From its appearance, it looked extremely abrupt.

It was surrounded by a wasteland full of weeds, with only this lone building standing there.

How remote was this place?

Tong Qinzhen saw the message, rolled out of bed, and sprinted over from his dormitory, it took him a full twenty minutes.

The building's walls were mottled, eroded by time and mold, and stained with blackish-green marks.

Winding cracks crawled over the walls, some cracks even resembled twisted tree roots, stretching from the bottom all the way to the windows of the third or fourth floor.

The glass in the windows was almost all broken, with remaining glass shards hanging from the window frames, reflecting a sharp, cold light in the moonlight.

He ran until he was out of breath, his forehead covered in sweat, and when he looked up, a chill instantly went through him.

“My god, what on earth was the school thinking, leaving a ghost building like this...”

Tong Qinzhen muttered.

It had been almost thirty years since the Nancheng University laboratory accident, for the sophomore student Tong Qinzhen, it counted as an ancient ruin among ancient ruins.

According to the senior students, the school administration had always wanted to demolish this building, but the contractors couldn't be settled, and it had been delayed until now with no movement.

The moonlight was dim, and the building's shadow was stretched long, covering the weeds and dirt.

When the wind blew, the weeds rustled, and Tong Qinzhen shivered again.

His whole body felt cold, and he was trembling from fright, Tong Qinzhen was already starting to regret it.

As if to build up his courage, he glanced at his phone.

On the screen was a candid photo, sent today at noon by his roommate who had secretly gone to the library to study.

There were two people in the photo.

On the left was Tong Qinzhen's nominal girlfriend, Shushu, and on the right was Tong Qinzhen's nominal boyfriend, Ran Bro.

The two stood in confrontation at the back door of the library, the expressions on both sides so cold they were about to drop ice shards, the atmosphere was tense, like drawn bows.

The roommate sent the photo, and also attached a sighing emoji, as well as a word of advice:

「Don't say your brother didn't help you, I've done my utmost, pack up and transfer schools, Zhen Bro.」

When Tong Qinzhen saw this photo, his heart almost stopped beating.

He even forgot to reply to his gossiping roommate with “It's not what you think, I have my own difficulties”, his mind was full of “It's over it's over it's over, my god my god my god”.

Tong Qinzhen wrestled with his thoughts for a long time, and finally decided to ask them out to make things clear, but as a result, neither of them answered their phones.

Tong Qinzhen quickly went to ask their roommates, only to get an even more despairing answer——

Didn't Shushu arrange to meet you at the abandoned experiment building tonight?

Didn't Ran Bro arrange to meet you at the abandoned experiment building tonight?

They already left.

Seeing the messages, Tong Qinzhen sprinted here without a second word.

The iron gate at the main entrance of the building was rusted beyond recognition, the chain on it had long since been cut, and the gate panel was leaning crookedly to one side.

Tong Qinzhen really didn't want to go in, and called the two again.

This time, their phones were directly powered off.

Tong Qinzhen grit his teeth, turned on his phone's flashlight, and braced himself to walk inside.

The steps at the entrance were covered with gravel and dead leaves, making a crisp sound when stepped on.

Tong Qinzhen's mind was in chaos, but the only thing he was sure of was: he couldn't let those two meet alone.

“Please, don't let anything happen, please don't let anything happen...”

He muttered in a low voice, his heart full of apprehension.

Relying on his phone's illumination, Tong Qinzhen lifted his foot onto the steps and pushed open the rusty iron gate, which let out an ear-piercing “creak”.

The moment he entered the building, a cold air hit his face.

Compared to the cold wind outside, the chill inside the building was even more bone-piercing, the air mixed with dampness and the smell of mold.

Perhaps it was Tong Qinzhen's illusion, he vaguely felt there was a burnt smell in the air.

The lights in the corridor had long since stopped working, with only a few bare wires hanging down from the ceiling.

The floor was covered with a thick layer of dust, and when he stepped, the soles of his shoes made a subtle rubbing sound.

The scale of the laboratory from thirty years ago couldn't compare to now, Tong Qinzhen didn't feel this was a sanctuary of academia, it was simply more gloomy and terrifying than any haunted house he had been to, goosebumps rose straight up, and he had to rub his arms every two steps.

He discovered there were still some old slogans on the walls, the writing already blurry, he could only vaguely make out words like “Safety First” and “Nancheng University”.

Suddenly, Tong Qinzhen heard a “creak” that set his teeth on edge.

It seemed the wind outside had gotten stronger, the door behind Tong Qinzhen swayed lightly.

He broke out in a cold sweat and spun around abruptly, only to find nothing at the doorway, only that the iron door had slightly closed, the dim gap it revealed getting smaller and smaller.

The door's shadow twisted with the changing angle of the light outside, like a human figure crawling on the ground.

He subconsciously lifted his head slightly, his gaze looking upwards.

“Damn it, you dared to have a foot on two boats, how did you become such a coward now...”

Tong Qinzhen grit his teeth, muttering “I'm scaring myself” to himself, while forcing himself to keep moving forward.

As he went deeper into the experiment building, the surrounding environment began to look more and more wrong.

The brightness of the phone's flashlight was limited, only illuminating where it was pointed.

There were more and more cracks on the walls, in some places even revealing the steel rebar structure inside.

A few holes appeared on the floor, as if smashed open by some heavy object, the cracks at the edges extending outwards.

An ordinary abandoned building was completely distorted under the point light source.

The bright places were dazzlingly white, like the light bursting from a magnesium strip burning violently; the shadows were shockingly deep, blacker than the super-black material of a carbon nanotube array.

Tong Qinzhen tried hard to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and tentatively called out: “Yang Mangshu——? Jiang Ran——?”

The experiment building only had three floors, not many laboratories, the sound echoed in the empty corridor, and finally disappeared into the shadows in the distance.

Unable to find anyone for a long time, with only his own voice echoing in his ears, Tong Qinzhen was really panicked, and started chattering to boost his courage.

“This building looks very suitable for murdering someone and dumping the body, my god...”

“It's all my fault, I shouldn't have agreed...”

“Neither of them are pushovers, my god, should I really transfer schools...”

“Don't scare me, Sis, Bro, I'm very timid...”

...

Tong Qinzhen searched from the first floor to the second floor, the third floor was locked tight and he couldn't go up, aside from the ghostly shadows that made his heart howl, he couldn't find a single person.

He returned to the first floor, contacted those two's roommates, Shushu and Ran bro still hadn't returned.

“Is it also powered off when you call? Or was I blocked?”

Tong Qinzhen asked.

The person on the other end of the call laughed: “Shushu would block everyone before she'd block you, don't you have any idea how much she likes you? She's probably joking with you.”

Tong Qinzhen felt bitter.

The other one said on the phone: “Brother, don't spread rumors, if Ran bro finds out I'm 'allegedly' driving a wedge between you, how am I supposed to get by for the rest of this year, I'm graduating soon, don't mess with me.”

Tong Qinzhen felt even more bitter.

Just as he was hesitating whether to continue searching, a slight sound came from the stairwell.

“Pat...”

It was like the sound of a shoe sole stepping on the floor, extremely light, yet it seemed particularly clear in the silent environment.

Tong Qinzhen froze.

He held his breath, listened intently, his heart pounding like thunder.

He tried to call out: “Shushu? Ran Ge?”

No response.

That sound continued, each time seeming a little farther away.

He shivered, looked up, clenched his phone, took a deep breath, and simply ran up the stairs while shouting.

“Shushu——”

“Ran Ge——”

“If there's a problem, let's talk it out, don't fight——”

Running to the second floor, the door leading to the third floor's biochemical experiment floor was originally locked, but at some point, it had opened a crack, the phone's light couldn't illuminate the gap, it was dim.

The footsteps were still going up.

At the same time, Tong Qinzhen clearly heard a familiar voice, mixed with panic:

“Zhenzhen! Come up and help!”

The voice was slightly different from usual, more hoarse, but Tong Qinzhen recognized it: “Shushu!”

He quickly ran up to the third floor, and found the people at the end of the corridor.

Yang Mangshu was wearing familiar clothes, a white T-shirt with a denim jacket over it, her originally dark, fine, long hair was slightly disheveled.

She was desperately pulling Jiang Ran's arm, her face full of terror, almost using all her strength to stop Jiang Ran from walking into the door at the end of the corridor.

There was no sign on the door, just an ordinary iron door, but it was half-open, revealing a strange dark light, which had already swallowed half of Jiang Ran's body.

“Don't go in!”

Yang Mangshu was a law student, usually sharp and flamboyant, but at this moment her voice was trembling, carrying an unconcealable panic, “Are you crazy, don't go in!”

Jiang Ran didn't turn his head, struggling to break free from Yang Mangshu's restraint: “Let go.”

“What happened?!”

Tong Qinzhen rushed over, shouting loudly.

Yang Mangshu heard his voice, turned her head abruptly, the terror in her eyes almost materializing: “Zhenzhen! Pull him out! Quick!”

Tong Qinzhen couldn't figure out the situation at all for a moment, but seeing Yang Mangshu's expression, he didn't have time to hesitate, and ran over quickly.

Just as he was about to reach them, Jiang Ran abruptly flung his arm, Yang Mangshu was pushed to the ground, she scrambled to get up, disregarding everything, wanting to continue stopping him.

Jiang Ran finally turned his head to look at her.

Then, Jiang Ran looked at the bewildered Tong Qinzhen.

On the face known as the most valuable one in the School of Liberal Arts, there was not a trace of blood, his lips were still trembling, Tong Qinzhen guessed he wanted to say something, but it seemed to be just his illusion, the phone's light was glaring, perhaps he wasn't looking at him at all...

The next second, Jiang Ran was almost forcibly dragged into that door by some irresistible force.

The moment Jiang Ran disappeared, the door slammed shut with a heavy “Bang”.

The sound of the door closing seemed to trigger an earthquake.

The corridor, which had been without power for a long time, suddenly flashed a few times with a blinding light, the light bulbs emitted a “zzzt” electrical sound, and the entire corridor was instantly illuminated brightly.

Tong Qinzhen subconsciously raised his hand to block his eyes, and when the light stabilized, he lowered his hand, but was stunned.

The environment before his eyes... was completely different from the abandoned experiment building he had seen before.

The walls became clean and tidy, the floor no longer had a thick layer of dust, but was replaced with brand new tiles.

The light tubes overhead were all lit up, emitting a soft white light.

Even the strange smell in the air had disappeared, replaced by a strange scent of cleaning agent.

This was a residential building in normal use.

“Ran bro...?”

Tong Qinzhen steadied Yang Mangshu, and wanted to open the door, but was grabbed by the sleeve.

He looked down, Yang Mangshu's face was deathly pale, her eyes vacant: “The door is closed... Don't go near it...”

“Bang!”

Suddenly, a loud noise came from outside, as if some heavy object had smashed onto the ground.

Tong Qinzhen and Yang Mangshu both flinched at the same time.

The two looked at each other, and then almost subconsciously rushed to the windowsill at the end of the corridor.

They stuck their heads out to look down, and the scene before their eyes made Tong Qinzhen's breathing stop instantly.

Below the building... was not the weed-covered wasteland he had seen when he came in.

On the contrary, it was a completely unfamiliar scene: the ground was flat, surrounded by neat parking spaces and clearly marked exit signs, there was even a police car with flashing red lights parked outside.

This wasn't the bottom of the abandoned experiment building at all.

But Tong Qinzhen's attention was drawn to something else.

A corpse was lying downstairs——it was Jiang Ran.

His body was twisted, and blood was spreading from his head, staining a large, glaring patch of red on the clean concrete ground.

The flowing blood spread to a person's feet.

That tall young man looked up slightly, and met their eyes from a height of about four or five floors.

Tong Qinzhen couldn't see his face clearly, the only thing he could identify was that pair of scarlet eyes, dark, condensed, like a pool of blood flowing in a crevice.

Chu Zu followed the map across the entire city and found that building.

Gentleman told him many points of caution, his tone as peaceful as ever, like a teacher reminding elementary school students before a field trip.

But Gentleman didn't say, that when he pushed open the small community's iron gate and came in, the originally desolate and gloomy area would instantly become bright.

Just as 《The Peach Blossom Spring》 wrote, after walking a few hundred more steps, it suddenly opened up and became clear.

Gentleman also didn't say, that when he was almost at the bottom of the building, someone would suddenly fall from the building——and smash right in front of him.

Gentleman: “Are you scared?”

Chu Zu didn't answer, he reflexively raised his head, and his gaze met the people upstairs.

Chu Zu said in a low voice: “There are other people here, I also heard the sound of police sirens outside——did the mental hospital come looking for me?”

He recalled, Dr. Zhang's phone cache wasn't cleared, the map software's search history could find his destination.

He wasn't in a hurry at all when he came, he even ate a grilled sausage at a night stall along the way.

Chu Zu only remembered he had no money after buying it, the vendor saw he didn't look like someone intentionally trying to dine and dash, and didn't hold it against Chu Zu, saying he had a fixed time and fixed place for his stall, and told him to pay for it next time.

Chu Zu didn't like exercise, he just looked tall, but was actually very out of breath, even walking fast for two steps made him pant, he was slow the whole way.

——If Dr. Zhang called the police, the police would indeed arrive before him.

Gentleman: “There are many people in this building, and also police, but he is not here to arrest you.”

He said, “As long as you remember those five things, you are very safe here.”

Someone had already died in front of him, but Gentleman said it was safe.

Chu Zu believed him.

He was just about to step over the corpse and enter the building, when two figures rushed down from upstairs, sprinting to his side.

They were two young people, a man and a woman, their faces looked terrible.

After stopping, the male staggered closer to the corpse, half-knelt on the ground as if he had lost his soul, muttering: “Ran bro...”

The female looked calmer than him, there were still tear stains on her face, biting her lip and trembling slightly.

“Are they also here to find a room?”

Chu Zu asked Gentleman.

Gentleman: “They are your peers, you shouldn't be talking to me now, they will think you are not normal.”

——I'm not normal to begin with.

Chu Zu felt this was nothing to hide, accepting that he wasn't normal instead made him feel very relaxed.

Just like how people gradually accept a birthmark on their body, it just grows on the skin, visible to the naked eye, making peace with it is the most efficient way, and Chu Zu happened to feel he should be a person who is good at making peace.

But similarly, Chu Zu felt he should be a person who is good at listening to others' suggestions.

So he changed his words: “Are you two also here to find a room?”

Aside from doctors, Chu Zu hadn't interacted with normal people, but he seemed to be born with a talent for dealing with people, skillfully using conversational tactics to soothe the two's emotions.

Little yellow chicken looked at the main text, the host had already gotten the two people's names: Tong Qinzhen, Yang Mangshu.

Their personalities could be seen from their self-introductions.

Tong Qinzhen hadn't recovered from the huge shock and confusion, and fell silent after saying his name, his gaze constantly drifting over the corpse on the ground, looking up at a certain place from time to time, his mental state was visibly not good.

Yang Mangshu took a deep breath: “Yang Mangshu, Yang like Poplar tree, Mang like sharp edge, Shu like special honor.”

The two wanted to call the police, but their phones had no signal at all.

They found there was a police car parked outside, Yang Mangshu was wary of Chu Zu who had suddenly appeared here, and forcibly pulled Tong Qinzhen up from the ground, telling him to go with her to find the police and explain the situation.

But after only a few minutes, the two returned to the same spot.

Tong Qinzhen was already bursting into tears, trembling as he said they couldn't get out.

“After pushing open the door and walking out, we're still here... like a 'ghost wall'.”

Yang Mangshu said hoarsely, “This building... this building is not at all what Jiang Ran thought...”

Little yellow chicken tilted its head up and shouted: “Still haven't found the problem?!”

The Superior didn't mind its lack of respect: “Don't rush me, I have it under control.”

Little yellow chicken was anxious anxious anxious anxious anxious.

Chu Zu's setting collection had very little content, divided into two parts.

One part was his name, age, gender, height, weight, history of mental illness.

The other part was about Gentleman.

【Gentleman is always honest with Chu Zu, he just cannot speak of many things plainly, and Chu Zu will also trust him unconditionally.】

This was too rule-breaking, writing trust directly into the setting, with no cause, only a conclusion.

If the host had his memory, he would definitely be ruthlessly complaining that the author was brain-dead right now!

Okay, the host had class, he wouldn't say that, but Little yellow chicken would say it, and then the host would express his affirmation!

Little yellow chicken didn't trust Gentleman——it didn't trust anyone except itself, especially someone like Gentleman who only spoke in halves.

Like a psycho, does he think being a 'riddler' is very 'coolness factor'! Will it kill him to speak clearly!

Little yellow chicken felt something was very wrong with the host, and a large part of the reason was Gentleman.

Chu Zu without his memory didn't seem too different from before, although he appeared domineering many times, that was also when encountering incidents.

The usual Chu Zu was very easy to talk to, Little yellow chicken could recognize the gentleness in his flat expression and tone.

Not just gentle to Little yellow chicken, he actually had a very good attitude towards many people.

Back then the host said his acting was no good, and he couldn't play Jiang Zu well, but that warm feeling didn't need to be acted, he just amplified a certain part of his own traits, turning a small wisp of sunlight into a freely scattering warm sun.

But the current Chu Zu was different.

He only revealed warmth when recalling death, death was too terrifying, making him especially cherish those who had helped him, or those he had helped.

For moments worth remembering, Chu Zu was not stingy in giving softness, but towards strangers, or people in 《The Fifth Door》 he had contacted but not perceived deeply, he was very cold-hearted.

Little yellow chicken could tell the difference.

Chu Zu didn't care about Dr. Zhang at all, he was just acting considerate.

The main text wrote a lot about his psychological activities, Little yellow chicken also didn't know why the host wanted to “perform”, logically speaking he had no memory now, and wasn't performing according to a character setting... he was just being himself.

A Chu Zu who had not come into contact with the system, and had not worked hand in hand with Little yellow chicken.

Little yellow chicken remembered the host had asked it before: Can individuals with the same memories and the same subjective perspective be judged as the same individual?

Little yellow chicken felt it should count, because it relied on memory and perspective to ensure it was still Little yellow chicken.

But what if the memories were different?

Life experience shapes a person's character, now the host was missing that part, revealing a familiar yet strange “Chu Zu”.

——It's all Gentleman's fault!!!

Little yellow chicken was 'Rebelling against heaven', faintly feeling it had played a large role in the formation of the host's character, but the current Gentleman was doing a terrible job.

It had done a great job, the host who was with it was such a positive host!

“The host might not be so... easy to talk to right now, if his personality is still as unyielding as ever, he, he...”

Little yellow chicken said nervously to the Superior, “He will be in great danger.”

Chu Zu had already entered the building, in this building there were not only doors that ate people, but also people who “ate people”.

There was a reason why 《The Fifth Door》 could attract so many people in its first two hundred thousand words.

It wasn't an orthodox ensemble cast, but the conflicts between the characters and the clashes caused by their respective goals were distinct, later on, the doors were no longer the biggest threat.

To make an analogy, it was like at the beginning it was an 'orthodox mystery' novel, and when the readers became familiar with the rules and started to feel bored, the author began to dig up the character relationship lines buried previously.

The 'orthodox mystery' gradually transformed into a 'social school mystery'.

It no longer focused on gimmicks, locked rooms, logical reasoning, or challenging the reader, but began to focus on emphasizing social reality and human flaws.

Chu Shiju had no social reality, he was all human flaws.

Little yellow chicken didn't even dare to imagine, what it would be like when these two collided.

The Superior still said: “Don't rush me, I have it under control.”

You have shit!

Little yellow chicken grit its teeth angrily, turned its head and continued to read the refreshing main text.

In the main text, Yang Mangshu was already trying to sort out the key information.

“Jiang Ran and I arranged to meet, to talk about Zhenzhen in the second-floor laboratory, we didn't see eye to eye and it fell apart.”

“Just as we were about to go back, we saw movement in the corridor, we were afraid it was Zhenzhen, and chased after him.”

“That person entered a door, I wanted to go in, my hand was on the doorknob, but I was pulled into another room... then, Jiang Ran was also pulled in.”

Speaking up to here, Yang Mangshu's voice became even more hoarse.

“That wasn't the abandoned laboratory, it was a very ordinary 'three-bedroom apartment', we wanted to get out, but the door wouldn't open... later the room caught fire.”

“The door still wouldn't open, outside the window looked like it was ten or so stories high... Jiang Ran's roommate is a 'maritime technology major', he went to sit in on elective courses, including fire emergency... Jiang Ran saved me and got me out.”

“The doors in this building... seem to be alive, they eat people, if you touch a door you get sucked in... later... I wanted to pull Jiang Ran out, he pushed me away. And then...”

“He was pulled into the room, and then fell to his death from the rooftop?”

Only then did Chu Zu begin to examine the corpse on the ground.

He patted Tong Qinzhen's shoulder, telling him not to block his view, his gaze sweeping up and down the corpse was very calm.

“A person who falls to their death, their head wouldn't be smashed like this.”

Chu Zu said, “Is there a bloody hole in his chin?”

The two fell silent, looking at Chu Zu with strange eyes.

Chu Zu didn't mind, his long legs folded as he crouched down, his fingers tilted Jiang Ran's chin up, and he gently pinched his cheeks open.

“A bowl-sized hole, directly pierced through the lower jaw, his front teeth are gone——he was impaled by something when he fell.”

Chu Zu pointed to his own chin: “It entered from here.”

Then pointed to his mouth: “And came out from here.”

Tong Qinzhen's face turned pale, he immediately covered his mouth, but still couldn't take it, turned around, bent over, and vomited.

Yang Mangshu's face was deathly pale, a bit unsteady on her feet: “There's nothing here that could... could impale him.”

Chu Zu stood up, his hand was stained with blood, Yang Mangshu took a pack of tissues from her jacket pocket and gave it to him.

Taking the tissues and wiping his fingers, Chu Zu scanned his surroundings: “There isn't.”

He handed the remaining tissues to Tong Qinzhen: “Are you alright?”

Tong Qinzhen wiped his mouth, and shook his head: “I, I don't know...”

Tears started to well up in his eyes, he said to Yang Mangshu: “I'm sorry... it's all because of me... I...”

Yang Mangshu hesitated for a long time, and took a deep breath: “It's not what you think.”

She glanced at the corpse on the ground in embarrassment, then quickly moved her gaze away, not daring to look a second time.

Tong Qinzhen said haggardly: “I shouldn't have agreed to both of you at the same time, I always thought neither of you were serious... neither of you wanted to go public, so I... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry to you and Ran bro.”

“We met here to talk about you, that's right, but...”

She slowly exhaled the breath in her chest, “Zhenzhen, I'm sorry... you are the third party.”

“Jiang Ran and I have always been boyfriend and girlfriend, then I cheated on him with you, and he also cheated on me with you... we only recently discovered this.”

Chu Zu discovered, Tong Qinzhen really seemed about to burst into tears.

Especially when Yang Mangshu added: “We both really like you, that's true, but we also really like each other, that's also true.”

The bloody scene was accompanied by an indescribable awkwardness, Chu Zu searched his memory, whether it was real memory or his own delusion, he just couldn't find an experience that could cope with this scene.

They seemed to be university students.

Are all university students like this now?

Chu Zu only remembered that university students were mostly idiots, a 'limpid stupidity' mixed with youthfulness... he had never seen such a complicated emotional entanglement.

He broke the silence: “I'm going into the building, staying here is not a solution, maybe only by going in can we find a way out.”

He said, “Only after getting out can we find the police, and deal with your... lover's body.”

Chu Zu was clearly lying, he also didn't know if he could get out, he wasn't going in to leave.

He just wanted to bring the two of them along.

Chu Zu wasn't afraid of those strange doors, nor did he want to help anyone, but bringing two people along could save a lot of trouble.

He needed to find an empty room, trying them one by one was too troublesome, this building had at least several thousand rooms.

Yang Mangshu was considered experienced, and it was impossible for her to abandon Tong Qinzhen, if he was going to take them, he could only bring both.

Yang Mangshu took a deep look at the corpse on the ground, and said to Chu Zu: “I'll go with you.”

“I, I also...”

Tong Qinzhen said while crying, “I'll also go...”

And just as Chu Zu walked into the building, he came face to face with a man with a terrified expression.

That person was sprinting, trying to escape outside, he was stunned when he saw Chu Zu, and the panic on his face instantly turned into bone-chilling hatred.

The man pulled out a short knife stained with red from behind his waist.

“It's all because of you——”

The man, his face (ferocious) to the point of distortion, rushed over.

...

Little yellow chicken's heart stopped, it knew the host's skills——he had no skills!

It quickly checked the man's character setting.

It didn't know until it checked, and when it did, its soul almost left its body.

He was a wanted murderer, he had 'kidnapped' a rich man's son to the abandoned building, but the building changed, and he was also trapped here.

The main text and the setting currently didn't say why he went crazy just from seeing Chu Zu... the key point wasn't here!

In front was a bloody knife, and behind him were two university students 'without the strength to even tie up a chicken'... save me save me save me!!!

Little yellow chicken pounced at the Superior, and was grabbed by the scruff.

The Superior was sweating, staring at it, and said before Little yellow chicken could speak: “I stuffed some props over.”

Little yellow chicken: “Make it clear! What props! If you stuffed 「"Catch Me If You Can"」 I'm done with you!”

The Superior sighed, looked at it with the expression one uses for an idiot, and said: “Of course it was 「Master Wang」.”