When they returned to the hotel, Fei Peng's heart pounded as he recalled the terrors they had felt earlier. He gently pushed open the door, and a faint voice whispered in his ear, as if warning them to be careful. They crept past the reception desk, their hearts pounding with vigilance, trying their best to remain silent.

"Feipeng, are we really going to go up to the third floor?" Xiaoya asked in a low voice, a hint of unease in her eyes.

“That’s right. We have to find out the truth.” Fei Peng’s tone was firm. Although he was worried deep down, he had to show a strong courage to give Xiao Ya confidence.

As they climbed the stairs, Fei Peng's heart grew heavier. Each step felt like walking on the edge of unease, as if every plank of the stairs echoed with unsettling notes. He knew that the closer they got, the greater the danger would become.

Finally, they reached the third floor. Fei Peng paused briefly, hearing a faint sound nearby; he knew he had to proceed with extreme caution. He gestured to Xiao Ya to remain silent. Then, he slowly walked towards the room, mentally planning his next move.

He tried to open the door, but it was locked. Frustrated, Fei Peng gently knocked a few times, thinking to himself: If there are any clues inside, I mustn't miss them.

"Should we go find a place to look around?" Xiaoya asked, a little uneasy, her eyes darting around.

“I think we can try looking for a window,” Fei Peng said, starting to think about how to get into the room. Just as he was looking around, his eyes suddenly spotted some faint fingerprints on the floor. The fingerprints in the dust gave him a jolt.

"Wait a minute, Xiaoya." Feipeng bent down to examine the fingerprints carefully, a mixture of alertness and excitement welling up inside him. "These fingerprints... are fresh!"

"What? Fingerprints?" Xiaoya also came closer, her face showing surprise and confusion. She didn't know what this meant, but she could sense Feipeng's emotions rising.

“These might have been left by the missing girls. We need to be careful.” Fei Peng stood up, a determined glint in his eyes. He had a feeling that these fingerprints might hold some truth, perhaps the key to their disappearance.

"What should we do? What if we are discovered..." Xiaoya's voice was filled with fear.

“I’ll do my best to cover for you. We have to find this lead.” Fei Peng took a deep breath. Although he felt nervous, he knew he had to act quickly.

They searched the third-floor corridor when Feipeng suddenly noticed a window slightly ajar. He approached the window and peered through the crack; the night was still hazy, and streetlights flickered. A thought struck him: perhaps he could enter another room through this window.

“We can try entering through the window!” he said to Xiaoya, though he still had some hesitation, but he was unwilling to give up the opportunity.

“But it’s so high up here…” Xiaoya hesitated, her heart filled with fear of the unknown.

"I'll catch you down there, don't worry," Fei Peng encouraged, a hint of determination in his eyes. He felt a surge of responsibility; he couldn't let Xiao Ya get hurt.

Xiaoya nodded silently, feeling uneasy but also inspired by Feipeng's courage. She slowly climbed onto the windowsill, trying to maintain her balance, while Feipeng quietly watched over her, silently praying that everything would go smoothly.

Finally, Xiaoya carefully climbed through the window, with Feipeng close behind. The two quickly entered the next room, and the scene before them shocked Feipeng. This room was completely different from the one they had seen in the hotel. There were a few blurry paintings on the walls and some discarded items scattered on the floor.

"Where...is this place?" Xiaoya whispered, a hint of nervousness in her eyes. Feipeng, meanwhile, carefully observed the room, trying to find any possible clues.

“I don’t know, but we have to be careful,” Fei Peng said, already planning his next move. He knew that potential dangers could arise at any moment, and they had to remain vigilant.

"So how do we find clues?" Xiaoya's voice was filled with anticipation.

“I think there might be something here that can help us,” Fei Peng replied, silently scanning the room. Suddenly, he noticed a worn-out box in the corner, covered in dust, seemingly untouched for a long time.

“That box looks suspicious.” Fei Peng pointed to the box, thinking to himself, “If there are any clues inside, they might help us find the missing girl.”

Xiaoya walked towards the box, her heart filled with trepidation. Although her hands trembled slightly, she still managed to reach out and open the box. With a soft click, the lid slowly opened, revealing a pile of old items, several yellowed diaries, and some photos.

"What are these?" Xiaoya asked in a low voice, her heart filled with both anticipation and trepidation.

Feipeng quickly flipped through the diaries, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart. The handwriting was blurry and trembling; it seemed to be the diaries of the missing girls, each page filled with their worries and anxieties.

“Here… are the records about their disappearance.” Fei Peng’s voice was low and tense, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

"A missing person record? You mean..." Xiaoya's heart tightened, and her eyes flickered with complex emotions.

“They’ve documented a lot of things, including that shadow.” A sense of unease welled up in Fei Peng’s heart. He knew that this might bring them closer to the truth, but it would also put them in greater danger.

"What should we do?" Xiaoya's voice was filled with unease, and fear welled up in her heart once again.

"We must take this evidence with us; it might help us escape from here," Fei Peng said, but in his heart he was thinking about whether he could turn this information into a key to their escape.

Just as they were focused on the items in the box, suddenly, they heard hurried footsteps outside. Fei Peng and Xiao Ya's hearts tightened; they instantly realized that the shadows might have discovered them.

"Quick, hide!" Fei Peng whispered, quickly pulling Xiao Ya to a corner, his heart filled with a sense of urgency. At this moment, they had to be extremely careful to avoid being discovered.

Xiaoya gripped Feipeng's hand tightly, her heart filled with fear and unease. She could sense Feipeng's tension, but at this moment she was powerless to help and could only place her hopes on him.

Huang Feipeng gripped Xiaoya's hand tightly, feeling her body temperature gradually cool. The footsteps outside grew closer, and the walls seemed to respond to their fear, trembling slightly. Feipeng thought to himself, "If we're discovered, the consequences will be unimaginable." He felt a surge of anxiety, countless possibilities flashing through his mind, but for now, the only option was to endure and wait.

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