Chapter 78: Wang Family Funeral Home
Although she knew in her heart that this “delay” in body control was definitely not a good thing, Lu Jinzhao was still fortunate at this moment, because with the transaction with the parchment, at least she could still move inside the platform now, rather than waiting to die.
She was even more certain that what the parchment wanted was not only her soul, but also her body.
The parchment wanted her to die, probably to kill the Lu Jinzhao in terms of “consciousness”, and then it would “revive” through this body.
Then, it made perfect sense that the parchment had tried so hard to make her a passenger at the Yuncheng underground station.
Only by becoming a passenger would Lu Jinzhao face the danger of death, and as a passenger, this “body” could be restored by the train even if injured or even if limbs were severed.
Perhaps there was more to it, but for now, Lu Jinzhao could only think of this.
After organizing the clues in her mind, Lu Jinzhao looked up at Meng Ning and asked:
“Did you see Xiao Ping when you came?”
Meng Ning’s expression was somewhat stunned: “No, I originally wanted to wait for you to wake up and ask you.”
However, with Lu Jinzhao asking this, she probably also understood that something might have happened to Xiao Ping.
“What happened to you all last night?” Meng Ning couldn’t help but ask.
Lu Jinzhao briefly recounted what happened last night, and also told Meng Ning: “Currently, my guess is that the bell sound might be what triggers death, but I can’t be 100% sure; it might just be a coincidence.”
Meng Ning nodded thoughtfully: “I understand.”
Lu Jinzhao thought for a moment, then still voiced an idea in her heart: “I suggest carrying something like steel wire or an iron hammer with you. If it really gets to a very critical moment, you can try”
She said, raising one hand and pointing to her ear: “Make yourself deaf.”
As long as she couldn’t hear, the bell sound wouldn’t be able to become the medium for being killed.
Lu Jinzhao didn’t think that an instance of this level would have a ghost that could do something metaphysical like “even if you lose hearing, you can still hear sounds.”
Meng Ning listened with a paling complexion, but still nodded.
Looking at her, Lu Jinzhao felt that if it came to a critical moment, she would probably be able to do it.
“But you need to judge the timing precisely.”
The transmission of sound was fast to the point of no reaction, so it must be anticipated.
But this also gave rise to a problem: would Meng Ning believe her words, and was her judgment really correct.
Although Lu Jinzhao herself thought it was eighty to ninety percent correct, after all, this was just a [Propyl] level platform.
After the two finished talking, the door to the duty room was pushed open.
With yesterday’s experience, the two already knew who was coming today.
Sure enough, that young man appeared at the door again.
He brought the news of Xiao Ping’s death.
Lu Jinzhao was not surprised by this.
In her view, among this time’s teammates, the only one with slightly better qualities was Meng Ning.
Even if Meng Ning appeared exceptionally fragile, in reality, her reactions were quick, and she knew to use teammates to help herself complete the mission.
What she might lack was just a handy life-saving supernatural item, and she could have a more outstanding performance in a [Propyl] level instance.
The young man informed the two of the location of Xiao Ping’s death, and told them that due to the reduction in staff, the shifts had changed; tonight’s night patrol would still be two people, and after collecting Xiao Ping’s corpse, the two could rest.
After the young man left, Lu Jinzhao and Meng Ning were silent for a long time; both knew very well in their hearts that tonight would be the most difficult night.
Meng Ning looked at Lu Jinzhao hesitantly, her gaze falling on her hands and legs; Lu Jinzhao read the implication from her gaze.
She waved her hand: “Don’t worry, I can still move barely.”
Meng Ning was stunned for a moment, nodded, was silent for a while, her gaze constantly turning to Lu Jinzhao and then withdrawing, as if engaged in some psychological struggle.
Lu Jinzhao asked directly: “Do you want to ask about my supernatural item?”
Actually, this was putting it nicely.
More likely, Meng Ning thought that she was like this anyway and would probably die tonight, so could she “lend” the supernatural item to her.
Lu Jinzhao didn’t resent her idea; after all, if it were her, her thoughts at this moment would only be bolder.
But this didn’t mean she was willing to let others covet her things.
She said straightforwardly: “I can’t lend it to you, because you can’t afford the price of using it.”
Lu Jinzhao didn’t directly tell the other party the limitations of the wooden box.
It could only transact with one person at a time, and that huge side effect, were the reasons why this supernatural item was rated so low.
No one else could use it before Lu Jinzhao died.
“And compared to using it, puncturing your own eardrums is actually an easier thing.”
If she had obtained enough clues early enough to know that the bell sound was key, she would definitely choose to make herself deaf rather than transact with the wooden box.
She hoped Meng Ning would take her words to heart.
Thinking of this, Lu Jinzhao sighed in her heart.
She not only needed to fully deal with the ghost’s attack, but also had to keep an eye out for whether the teammate beside her would backstab her.
One supernatural item was already precious enough for passengers struggling on low-level platforms.
Meng Ning pursed her lips: “I understand.”
Whether she really understood or was just saying it casually, Lu Jinzhao didn’t know.
She propped herself up from the chair and stood up, tried walking a few steps under Meng Ning’s worried gaze, then said: “Let’s go, let’s collect Xiao Ping’s corpse.”
“But I’ll have to trouble you to put in more effort.”
This was unavoidable, so Meng Ning could only nod.
Based on the experience of the previous two days, daytime work wouldn’t have any danger.
This was probably the breather the train gave to passengers, and also a way to balance the difficulty.
Xiao Ping’s corpse was in the direction near the main entrance; Lu Jinzhao didn’t know what idea made him choose to escape in that direction, but obviously, he didn’t succeed in escaping.
Xiao Ping’s corpse was about the same miserable state as Chen Hai’s, which also confirmed for Meng Ning and Lu Jinzhao that the ghost that killed him was probably the same one that killed Chen Hai.
But this instead gave Lu Jinzhao a doubt.
Was there only that one ghost inside this platform?
Then what about the empty body drawer they saw when they first entered the morgue?
Perhaps reality would have something like “staff mistake”, but this was the platform; any anomaly would only be a clue, so that must have meaning.
She kept recalling in her mind things that might be clues, and suddenly, she realized something.
Although they had been in the platform for so long, some of the reminders the young man gave them at the beginning seemed to have no effect so far.
For example, the repeatedly mentioned: “Stay in places with light”, “No matter what, try not to stay in completely dark places”, and the power outage she was very concerned about.
Would these be useless hints?
Perhaps it was just not yet the time for them to take effect?
