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Chapter 633 Pulling out the saw, looking around, the car is bewildered.

No ghosts appeared in the elevator, and no other accidents occurred. It just swayed a few times while the group was riding in it, as if it had been in disrepair for a long time.

Gu Mian and the others arrived safely on the thirteenth floor.

As the egret stepped out of the elevator, it gently tapped its foot, activating the motion-activated lights in the hallway.

Gu Mian looked around under the warm orange light.

Yuan Haotian's house is a two-unit-per-floor apartment. The other room on this floor seems to be unsold, with small advertisements plastered all over the door.

Looking out the window of the stairwell, Gu Mian saw several unfinished, abandoned buildings.

These unfinished buildings look like they've been abandoned for a long time, with weeds growing all over the ground below.

"Did the developer of this community run away?" Coco also came to the window and looked at the unfinished buildings in the distance. "My family used to live in a community like this. The developer ran away after building it halfway. There was no property management or management. The owners had to do everything themselves."

No wonder there were no security guards in the guard booth, and even the access control was broken.

The egret behind the two was standing in front of Yuan Haotian's house, looking somewhat hesitant.

“We have a key to Li Shu’s house so we can go in, but what about Yuan Haotian’s house?” She looked at Yuan Haotian’s sturdy door with some difficulty.

Before coming here, she imagined that Yuan Haotian's house, which had been destroyed by fire, was dilapidated and that the lock could be opened with a small hammer.

But that's not the case.

Yuan Haotian seemed to have a very strong sense of security against thieves; the doors to his house were more sturdy than those of most other houses.

Bai Lu looked at the small advertisement on the other door: "How about we call a locksmith..."

She had only spoken halfway when she heard the sound of a zipper being pulled behind her.

The egret suddenly shut its beak.

She suddenly remembered something: the NPC named Coach Car seemed to have jumped out of bed after the zipper sound and chased away the two ghosts for them.

After the two ghosts were driven away, the judge, who looked like a doctor, zipped up his guitar bag.

She recalled what had happened not long ago and began to daydream.

"Could the guitar in the doctor's bag be a special item that makes NPCs instinctively help him whenever they see it? But does this game really have such overpowered special items? This kind of special item is practically epic!"

As the egret imagined it, it turned back, wanting to admire the glory of the epic special item.

When she turned around, she saw the light she had imagined—a huge chainsaw gleaming under the motion-activated lights, with a guitar case casually tossed aside.

The driving instructor in the suit seemed stunned by the epic-level special item, clutching his chest and retreating to the wall with a pained expression.

The guitar case contains... a chainsaw?
Before Bai Lu could recover from her shock, she saw Gu Mian, dressed in a white coat, carrying a chainsaw and aiming it at the seemingly indestructible door.

Then there was a "sizzle" sound.

The door that Yuan Haotian had carefully installed has cracked.

Egret: "..."

"Alright," Gu Mian kicked open the door, which had cracked open a little, "we can go in now."

The egret silently took a step back, revealing a serene expression.

Coco and Xie Bi'an followed Gu Mian into the house without any surprise. The driving instructor, who had been leaning against the wall with palpitations for a long time, also staggered into the house.

"Snapped"

Gu Mian casually turned on the light switch by the door.

The light bulb overhead flickered, emitting a dim light.

Only then could the group see the scene inside the room clearly.

This is a... very shabby room.

It's clear that the house has been through a fire; the walls show signs of demolition and reconstruction, and the reconstruction is not yet complete.

The whole house has a Syrian style.

The dilapidated house had very little furniture, not even a sofa.

Several chairs of different styles were placed in the living room. Near the balcony was a small round table that only reached knee height, and next to the table was a small thermos that looked a bit old.

On the table sat a chipped bowl, next to which were two chopsticks of different lengths. Gu Mian took a few steps forward and saw what was in the bowl.

"Instant noodles?" Coco followed Gu Mian to the table. "No, it doesn't seem to be instant noodles..."

"Pour boiling water over the noodles." Gu Mian stared at the contents of the bowl.

It was the kind of noodles served in buckets, probably because there was no pot at home, so Yuan Haotian could only soak the noodles in boiling water.

Xie Bi'an also stepped forward and stared at the bowls and chopsticks on the table, his thoughts unreadable.

"How awful," Bailu said, trying to forget the scene she had just witnessed. She looked around at her surroundings. "Living in a place like this, and eating noodles soaked in hot water."

Gu Mian turned her head to look into the bedroom again.

The bedroom door is long gone, leaving only an empty door frame as a reminder that there used to be a door here.

A bed... no, a mattress was laid on the bedroom floor. It seems that Yuan Haotian usually sleeps on this.

The blankets on the bed were neatly folded.

Gu Mian took two steps to the bedside and reached under the blanket.

Sure enough, he touched something.

He took out something hidden under the blanket; it was a photograph.

Family photo.

The photo was well preserved, without a single crease.

The picture above shows Yuan Haotian and his family of four.

This photo was taken at an amusement park, with a giant Ferris wheel in the background.

Yuan Haotian in the photo doesn't look much different from how he does now. He's making a V-sign at the camera, and his seventeen or eighteen-year-old sister stands quietly beside him, staring at the camera with a slightly shy expression.

Behind them were their parents, who were smiling slightly.

Everything seemed so perfect.

Except for the butterfly hair clip on my sister's head.

“This is…” Bai Lu looked at the photo, her pupils contracted, and then she took out the pink hair clip that she had been keeping in her pocket.

She placed the hair clip next to the photo and compared them carefully.

The same.

The hair clip in the photo wasn't as new as the one in her hand.

"What's going on?" Bai Lu frowned. "Cao Deren's family has a hair clip that looks just like Yuan Haotian's sister's, but it's not his sister's hair clip, it's just exactly the same."

Could it be that Yuan Haotian killed someone because of this hair clip?
He was traumatized when he discovered that Cao Deren had a hair clip that was exactly the same as his deceased sister's in Weishan.

No, that's not right either.

The hair clip was bought a few days before the incident, which doesn't match the time they went to climb Weishan.

Bai Lu frowned deeply. She felt as if she had discovered something, but she couldn't quite grasp the clues in her mind.

“There’s an even more coincidence,” Gu Mian suddenly said from the side.

Then Bailu saw him take a photo out of his white coat pocket.

She looked down and saw that it was the same one on Lishu's computer desk.

"What's wrong with this photo?" Bailu asked, puzzled.

"Look at the background."

Upon hearing this, Bailu carefully examined the gray-white building behind Lishu, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar the building seemed.

Then, as if struck by a sudden realization, she gasped, "Isn't this... the building we're in?"

This chapter is only two thousand words long, damn it!

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