### Chapter 28: Pig Head, Time to Get Up and Work!
Lying in bed, Zhao Mingyue was having a bit of trouble sleeping. This was quite normal, considering anyone who had gone through the night’s events wouldn’t exactly be sleeping like a baby. Every time she closed her eyes, her mind dripped with visions of ghosts in this building.
There was the man’s melted face and the Headless Old Man walking backwards, along with those faces carved into the walls, and of course the female corpse and ghost in bathroom 506.
To top it off, she lived here—specifically on the fourth floor, the most dangerous of them all!
You see, the residents on the fourth and fifth floors were like tasty treats for the female ghost on the fifth floor. Anyone living here would eventually be gobbled up by her, and if luck ran out, Zhao Mingyue might be the first on the menu.
Aside from the uncontrollable images of these ghostly faces, Zhao Mingyue was also mulling over the details of the task. If she thought hard enough, she realized she had pieced together the female ghost’s secrets, the mysteries of the hallway, and the twisted thoughts of the Old Landlord. What she couldn’t wrap her head around was why Lu Liangting, an outsider, was here.
Was he on a mission too? He seemed quite experienced, so it probably wasn’t his first rodeo. Heck, he even had a ghost tucked away somewhere—not a particularly powerful one, but still a ghost!
If he was out here on a mission, then he must also have a black cellphone somewhere on him.
And what’s more, wasn’t Lu Liangting supposed to be here with Xia Han? Where was she?
Meanwhile, those police officers below were still poring over something, and they hadn’t left yet.
What perplexed her most, however, was Bai Yu’s attitude towards Lu Liangting. Was it just her imagination, or was Bai Yu oozing hostility towards him? But then again, Bai Yu seemed cautious of everyone.
Just when she decided to sit up and check the rolling comments on her black cellphone, someone suddenly knocked on her living room door.
She looked up, alert; at this hour, that knock could only mean one thing—a ghost!
“Bai Yu, can you see who’s at the door?”
“It’s the police.”
“Police?!” Zhao Mingyue blinked and quickly rolled out of bed. She was still in her frog pajamas, her short hair a bit tousled.
“They’re here.” She flipped on the living room lights, standing at the door, peering through the peephole. Yup, two police officers were indeed standing there.
“Hello, we are officers from the Tianchang City Jinjiang District police station. Here are our credentials. We’d like to ask you a few questions—please answer honestly.”
The two officers stood at the door, male and female, and it was the female officer who spoke, softening her gaze as she noticed the cute girl opening the door.
Zhao Mingyue nodded lightly, “Uh-huh, go ahead.”
The officers were summoned by Lu Liangting, not because of the female ghost on the fifth floor, but due to the unfortunate matter of her cousin Xia Han.
When he came down from the fifth floor, he had found Xia Han’s corpse right on the third floor.
Along with the need for professionals—like police—to handle the female corpse on the fifth floor, there could be more bodies lurking in other rooms.
Had it not been for Xia Han, he wouldn’t have called the cops this early; he’d have waited until at least after five. Now that he had called them, stepping out of the task area meant he was risking mission failure.
The police asked some basic questions like when Zhao Mingyue had moved in, if she’d gone out that night, and had she heard any strange noises in the hallway.
Zhao Mingyue wasn’t about to be a blockhead; she fabricated a pleasant little lie, claiming she had stayed in for the night and heard some commotion but hadn’t bothered to investigate.
She was certain Lu Liangting wouldn’t spill her secrets, and if she didn’t lie now, she’d definitely end up at the station giving statements—and then it was mission failure, forget about getting any sleep!
After finishing their inquiries, the female officer kindly advised Zhao Mingyue to stay indoors in the coming nights, leaving her with a good impression. Before the officer left, she even asked for her contact information, just in case she’d need it later.
Once the police were gone, Zhao Mingyue yawned and returned to her bedroom.
After that little adventure, sleepiness finally hit her. She burrowed under the covers and bid Bai Yu goodnight, quickly drifting off.
The only perk of living in this building was that during summer, one didn’t have to bother with the AC; at night, it was cold enough to freeze your socks off.
Zhao Mingyue was out cold, while Bai Yu glanced at the black cellphone on the table.
The messages rolling across the screen were from the “audience.”
She had no clue who these “viewers” were or which world they hailed from. They didn’t affect anything directly; they only popped up at the start of a mission, with their perspective glued to the black cellphone.
During her shower earlier, she had left the phone outside, so there was no concern about the “audience” getting a peek into her bathroom antics.
She casually scanned the messages, not finding anything useful. Bai Yu settled at the edge of Zhao Mingyue’s bed, propping her chin on her hand.
She could mine some useful tidbits from the bizarre comments, which was helpful, but right now, she was contemplating something else.
Once midnight rolled around, it would be the weekend, meaning tomorrow—after the dawn—the school bell would ring.
Both Zhao Mingyue and Lu Liangting were students at the same high school, and let’s not forget that the group of transformed psychotic cuties likely attended their school too, either as students, teachers, or even staff.
To be frank, tonight’s task was a walk in the park with Zhao Mingyue around; nothing could go wrong.
But school? That was a whole different ballgame—too many restrictions.
She was a ghost, and her power would be reduced by over fifty percent during the day.
“I’m going to make sure you stay alive.” Catching a glimpse of Zhao Mingyue sleeping soundly, Bai Yu reached out, adjusting the blanket to cover her shoulders.
She whispered to herself, not long before Zhao Mingyue mumbled something in her sleep.
“Bai, Bai Yu, this dress looks great too! You should wear it… uh… let’s sleep together tonight, okay?”
A silly smile crept onto her face as she hugged the blanket tightly, making Bai Yu feel a mix of helplessness and affection.
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“Ah, let me sleep a bit longer!”
That’s what Zhao Mingyue had said just twenty minutes ago when she turned off her alarm. Within that time, she’d apparently drifted right back to sleep.
Bai Yu stood at the bedside, one hand resting lightly on Zhao Mingyue’s neck.
Not even half a second later, Zhao Mingyue shot her eyes wide open.
“Brr, that’s freezing!”
“Miss Zhao Mingyue, the time is now six fifty-eight.”
Bai Yu gently reminded her. She could just picture Zhao Mingyue’s face if she overslept—regret throughout the entire day, paired with those longing looks directed at her, as if to say,
“Bai Yu, why didn’t you wake me up?”
