Chapter 90: Chapter 90 Seeing Ghosts in Broad Daylight

“That can only mean she isn’t lacking food at the moment, not only that, but she’s also quite affluent!” Qi Mengnan furrowed her brows in thought for a second and analyzed.

She held a Fire Axe in her hand and had a megaphone hanging from her chest. Although she was chatting casually, her eyes scanned vigilantly from side to side.

The voice promoting the base had just come from the megaphone on her chest.

As members of the temporary search team dispatched by the Anming official authorities, their duty was not only to search for supplies but also to spread the word about the official base that was under construction to any survivors they might encounter.

Zhao Ziyi listened to her words with an extraordinary surprise,

“Sister Qi, not lacking food… that’s too incredible! Even the top brass of Anming City wouldn’t dare claim they’re not lacking food!

And even if some people aren’t lacking food, they still pluck the feathers from the goose as it passes…”

“That’s why they say the real experts are among the people,” Song Qian said quietly and then signaled the others with a look to continue the loud casual talk.

Meanwhile, he pointed towards the tightly shut General Manager’s Office and approached it lightly on his toes with his submachine gun at the ready.

“Zhao Ziyi, you’re right! First, we had the high temperatures of around seventy or eighty degrees and the Mutated Mosquitoes which ruined a batch of food and people, followed by this huge storm and Mutated Leeches ruining another large batch of food and people.

If it hadn’t rained, the emergency grain reserves in our city could have lasted for a while. But now, most of the city’s grain and meat reserves have gone to waste after two natural disasters.

Honestly, the officials are having a tough time too. During the heat wave, they had just managed to establish temporary shelters underground and in bomb shelters.

But who would have thought, right after, we’d face endless torrential rain, without even time to react or evacuate, ruining all the previous preparatory work.

Now the city is flooded and everyone is exhausted from relocating to higher ground. But who knows what we’ll be facing next?

If an earthquake hits, those higher places could turn into the most dangerous spots…

If you think about it, I seem to have the worst luck in my generation: middle school saw educational reform, high school with the FD, university came with employment reforms.

And just when I finally managed to secure a coveted ‘iron rice bowl’ job with the government, before I could even get comfortable with it, we faced a once-in-a-thousand-years disaster that requires us to bravely charge to the front…”

After pouring out her heartfelt thoughts, Qi Mengnan heaved a deep sigh, but her eyes glanced toward Song Qian up ahead, inquiring whether they should keep up with the awkward chat.

Song Qian shook his head slightly, gestured for them to halt, and the muzzle of his submachine gun was already aimed at the lock of the door.

“Pop!”

Even with the silencer attached, the gun still emitted a faint sound.

The lock was blown open.

Song Qian, gun at the ready, lifted his foot and kicked the wooden door open with a “Bang!”

His actions were so violent that he nearly startled the Cannibal Flower, which had become like a small gecko lying silently on top of the glass window, watching them.

If it hadn’t been for Jiang Yan’s orders, it would have really wanted to come down and swallow Song Qian whole.

Outside the door, Qi Mengnan stepped in quickly with the Fire Axe in her hand.

Zhao Ziyi, on the other hand, held a meter-long steel crowbar and was also ready for a fight.

The room was initially small, and the three of them quickly checked every possible corner where someone could be hiding, only to find shockingly:

The room was empty.

“This…” The trio shared a look of astonishment for a second.

Footprints clearly ended outside this room.

The footprints inside the room were all dry, which was still explainable.

But what about those wet, fresh footprints in the hallway leading up to the 13th floor–were they from a ghost?!

Seeing ghosts in broad daylight??

A female water ghost??

That’s just too far-fetched!

Zhao Ziyi was about to speak when Song Qian raised his hand, signaling to stay quiet.

They saw him, gun in hand, slowly walk towards the antique shelf directly across from the entrance door.

He felt around a bit on the side of a solid plank, then with a “Thud!” pushed it, revealing a secret door and a very small hidden room.

Zhao Ziyi’s eyes nearly popped out, and he exclaimed, “Holy shit!!” as he walked up quickly.

Qi Mengnan also relaxed her frown and followed quickly.

The room was pitch dark. Song Qian had already turned on the tactical flashlight atop his submachine gun.

Wherever the light landed, that’s where the muzzle pointed.

Inside there was only a 1.5-meter tatami mat on the floor and a bedside table next to it.

Further inside was a simple shower.

The flashlight then illuminated another wall, revealing a solid wooden wardrobe to their view.

“Wow, Brother Song Qian, you’re so amazing! You uncovered such a mechanism!” Zhao Ziyi said as he quickly walked towards the wardrobe.

The tatami mat on the floor couldn’t hide anyone, Qi Mengnan checked the shower and found no one.

So it had to be inside this wardrobe.

Zhao Ziyi gripped his crowbar tightly, his hand gently nearing the wardrobe door, while Song Qian’s flashlight and gun barrel followed his move.

Zhao Ziyi swiftly opened the wardrobe door, and a strong scent of cologne hit him.

The trio looked inside and paused.

Inside was a row of Armani suits of the same style and color, ironed smoothly. In the corner, there were a few Playboy bunny costumes with black stockings and such.

To the right on the shelves were various indescribable toys and a box of opened condoms.

Below in a small drawer were stacks of hundred-yuan bills freshly withdrawn from the bank and not yet unpacked, ten thousand per bundle.

Zhao Ziyi grabbed a round and fluffy bunny tail and smirked,

“This General Manager sure played pretty wild…”

“So, the girl just vanished into thin air?” Qi Mengnan found it hard to believe, but quickly refocused her thoughts,

“Forget it, whether she’s human or ghost, let’s collect any usable supplies first! Zhao Ziyi, these clothes and condoms can be packed away. As for that money, even though it’s useless now, take it all.”

As she spoke, she took out a large waterproof bag from her backpack.

“Yeah. But our main goal for coming to this building was to look for antibiotics in that clinic. So, Sister Qi, you guys handle this, and I’ll go and check the air conditioning vent in the room, in case the other person is hidden up there.”

Song Qian finished speaking and had already walked out quickly, but soon turned back,

“Sister Qi, did you notice Liu Jusheng has disappeared?”

“Eh, right! I was wondering why it was so quiet all of a sudden! Eh, Zhao Ziyi, where’s Liu Jusheng?” Qi Mengnan’s gaze paused, turning to Zhao Ziyi beside her.

They were the last two to come in.

Zhao Ziyi glanced outside the door, shrugged his shoulders, and helplessly said,

“I don’t know, we just got to the 13th floor, and he said his stomach hurt and he needed to use the restroom, told me to go up ahead and find you guys, so I came up first.

Then we encountered those creepy footprints, and I forgot about it.”