Chapter 86: Wang Family Funeral Home
What a pity.
Lu Jinzhao shook her head secretly in her heart. Although she was not particularly experienced as a senior, she could tell that Meng Ning was someone with decent aptitude.
But she probably wouldn’t have time to grow anymore.
She didn’t say anything more to Meng Ning. She had said what needed to be said and done what needed to be done. In fact, from the beginning, she had no interest in saying even one extra word to her teammate. The fact that she could restrain the idea of screwing them over and give a few reminders was not because she had a conscience, but because she was still Lu Jinzhao right now.
There were only two candles left. If it were just her alone, she didn’t think it would be enough, so her thought was to continue staying with Meng Ning after returning from the morgue.
She guessed Meng Ning wouldn’t go too far. In the short term, she would keep waiting here.
Waiting for a conclusion, waiting to see if she was dead or came out alive.
After simply sorting out her subsequent plans in her mind, Lu Jinzhao lit another candle and walked toward the morgue.
She thought for a moment and didn’t go straight to the stairwell. Instead, she stood on the first floor and pressed the elevator button.
——Buzz buzz
It was the sound of the elevator starting. Lu Jinzhao couldn’t hear it, and Meng Ning observing from outside couldn’t hear it either, but she saw her pressing the elevator button.
Meng Ning’s eyes were full of doubt. She thought, could Lu Jinzhao be planning to take the elevator?
“She shouldn’t be doing something like that.”
After all, even as a semi-novice with little experience, Meng Ning knew that such behavior was too stupid.
But Lu Jinzhao had no intention of taking the elevator. She just saw that the elevator was running upward. After confirming this, she decisively quickened her pace toward the stairwell.
What she was doing was just trying to minimize unfavorable conditions for herself. Even if it might be pointless, at least she wouldn’t have to worry about the elevator doors suddenly opening when she reached the negative second floor, with something crawling out.
Lu Jinzhao held the candle and walked into the stairwell.
A chilling aura wrapped around her the instant she stepped into the stairwell. The few areas of skin on her body that were exposed prickled with goosebumps upon first contact with this chilling aura.
She couldn’t hear the sound of her footsteps in the stairwell. The candle’s faint light also made it hard for her to see the positions further down or the situation at the corner. Combined with the narrow terrain of the stairwell, for an instant, Lu Jinzhao even felt like she was holding a candle and proceeding through a coffin.
It wasn’t an illusion. Here, the light produced by the candle became even dimmer.
The burning speed was also faster than when she had been walking on the road before.
She had to hurry.
At least, while the candle was burning, she had to walk faster.
Lu Jinzhao almost broke into a run. She didn’t have time to look carefully at the stairs under her feet and could only cross them step by step by feel. Fortunately, her instincts never failed her in such moments.
The stairs, which should have been long, were quickly traversed by her taking two steps at a time. Sweat appeared on her forehead and back—that was the signal of her weakened body being overburdened again by its owner using it at high intensity.
Lu Jinzhao knew that her current body couldn’t support her running for long, let alone on the stairs.
But it didn’t matter. She didn’t need to run for long. As long as she squeezed her body at critical moments, even if something went wrong, it could be repaired on the train.
Lu Jinzhao’s lips were pale. Even with intense exercise, no color rose on her face; instead, it became even paler. The cold sweat on her forehead dripped down her cheeks. If anyone saw her now, they would probably think this person looked like she was on the verge of death.
Lu Jinzhao was panting heavily. It was clearly just going down two floors, from the first floor to the negative second, yet she felt as if she had run a thousand meters. Her lungs felt like they had a hole, making every breath painful.
Lu Jinzhao realized that her body was probably now being forcibly sustained by some unscientific power, but thanks to this power, she could continue acting by overdrawing herself.
She had arrived at the negative second floor.
Ahead was the stairwell exit.
The flame in her hand had started swaying slightly from the previous flight of stairs. She thought it was because she was going down, but now she had stopped, yet the flame was still swaying, even more uneasily.
Undoubtedly, there was a ghost ahead.
Although sweat was breaking out on Lu Jinzhao’s body, she only felt cold.
Not just the cold from her physical weakness, but also the air around her.
She was clearly in the stairwell, yet it felt like she had entered a freezer.
Even the interior of the morgue before hadn’t been this cold!
These thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant. Lu Jinzhao didn’t stay in place for more than a second before walking directly toward the stairwell exit.
But as she took the first step, the flame on the candle in her hand suddenly began to sway even more violently!
Even without hearing any sound, Lu Jinzhao could see the swaying flame and feel the wax oil rushing down like tears.
The wax oil was very hot, like torture when it dripped onto her cold fingers. As she continued forward, the wax oil dripped even more profusely.
Making her fingers feel as if they were burning too.
She smelled the odor.
The smell of the candle burning, the smell in the stairwell, and the rotten smell.
Rotten smell?!
Lu Jinzhao’s expression immediately became alert. There would indeed be the smell of corpses here, but because most corpses were frozen promptly, there wouldn’t be a strong rotten smell in the corridor.
But in this instant, Lu Jinzhao clearly smelled it—a strong rotten smell!
As if a rotting corpse was standing nearby.
Her scalp went numb, but her feet didn’t slow for a moment. She walked to the door of the stairwell.
Lu Jinzhao quickly glanced toward the morgue position, and then she saw the opened door and a figure with its back to the door.
Emergency lights lit up outside the morgue door, illuminating only a small section at the entrance, but that was enough for Lu Jinzhao to see this scene clearly.
Her hand instantly gripped the candle tighter, and she instinctively focused her gaze on that ghost. Her mind was in chaos for an instant, then she realized it couldn’t be the ghost lurking in the darkness.
Not that ghost, so what was it doing there?
Just to scare her?
In the next instant as Lu Jinzhao thought this, a gust of rotten-smelling wind suddenly came from the side, and then the violently burning candle went out.
Lu Jinzhao felt a chill all over her body. She immediately reacted—not good, that ghost was just to attract her attention!
The next second, she felt something approaching her.
The wrist holding the candle was gripped by something.
In that instant, it felt as if countless drops of scalding wax oil were falling on her wrist, and then on all her skin and internal organs.
In the pitch darkness, Lu Jinzhao felt herself burning.
…I got careless. At 8 PM, low blood sugar hit and I passed out on the bed, almost missed the 12 AM deadline.
