Chen Jiu followed quickly.

It's a storage room, but to be in this weird place, it's not a place to store things.

The moment he entered the storage room, Zhang Ping was completely stunned, his eyes staring directly at the ground, motionless.

Chen Jiu followed his line of sight.

This is a corpse that has been dead for many years, its body exudes a strong stench, its body is highly decomposed, and it is impossible to distinguish its original appearance, and the bones all over its body have been dislocated and twisted.

Zhang Ping turned his head to look at Chen Jiu, slowly opened his mouth, pointed to the corpse on the ground, and there was some indescribable bitterness in his voice: "It turns out that I have already died here......"

The corpse was wearing a blue security uniform, and the security hat had long since been lost.

But from the nameplate on the chest, you can still clearly see the word Zhang Ping.

Seeing this scene, Chen Jiu sighed lightly.

He had probably guessed this when he entered the darkroom.

Zhang Ping's memories disappeared on the night of his murder, and the ghost hovered in the office, apparently hiding his body in the storage room after he was killed.

This led to the emergence of this ghost of a security guard hiding in the office in a daze.

"Brother, I remembered, it turns out that when I sneaked into this office that day, I bumped into the secret of Yuezhong Industry, and I was killed and thrown inside." Zhang Ping seemed to be telling a story, and seemed to be talking to himself, "No wonder, for so long, I haven't received a call from my little sister..."

As Zhang Ping muttered to himself, his original appearance also changed rapidly, his eyes bulged outward, turning a miserable white, and his originally frightened face gradually distorted and became weird and crazy, and his body was like a layer of hoarfrost, which quickly became miserable.

Yin Qi is like a thick fog, permeating the storage room, many people have died here, and the weight of Yin Qi is naturally not comparable to other places.

If nothing else, Zhang Ping will lose control because he can't accept his death, and finally lose his humanity like the bodyless ghost outside.

If Chen Jiu was an ordinary person at this time, he could only bury his head and choose to escape.

If you are lucky, you can run out of the dark room and close the door before Zhang Ping completely loses his mind, although the strength of resentful ghosts like this is strong, but the range of action is limited.

If you want to get out of this darkroom, you will also be greatly weakened.

Otherwise, Zhang Ping, who appeared in the office, would not be a weak ghost who could only frighten people.

But this was only limited to the fact that he had not absorbed the yin qi in the darkroom.

After Zhang Ping completely consumed the yin qi in the dark room, his strength was already extremely close to that of a powerful ghost.

It may not be impossible to break through the door of the darkroom.

Ordinary people can only wait for death when they come to this point, of course, there is another possibility, that is, to let the bodyless ghosts outside the office in, let them fight against each other, and take advantage of the chaos to delay a day.

As for running out of this building, that's even more impossible.

Not surprisingly, when he stepped out of the building, the only thing that awaited him was death.

Being able to bring himself into this Paradise of Fear out of thin air, he didn't think he would be a soft-hearted person.

But it's a pity that Chen Jiu is not an ordinary person.

Zhang Ping, who was changing rapidly, suddenly calmed down in an instant, and his hands tightly held Chen Jiu's left hand, and said solemnly.

"Brother, I just suddenly figured it out, people can't be resurrected after death, in fact, it's pretty good to be a ghost, don't worry, I must be a good ghost."

Looking at this scene, Chen Jiu felt relieved in his heart, patted Zhang Ping's shoulder, and comforted: "Brother Zhang, people can't be resurrected after death, since you have this kind of awakening, I am very happy to be a brother." ”

"I know you may not be able to accept that you have become a ghost in the short term, but now that the past has come true, what we need to do is look to the future." Chen Jiu said softly.

Then he inadvertently put away the soul chain in his hand.

Zhang Ping endured the conflict of scolding his mother in his heart, and squeezed out a kind expression, "Brother, what do you want to know, I must know everything." ”

Just now, the moment the soul chain appeared in Chen Jiu's hand, he almost had the feeling of being out of his body again.

Chen Jiu nodded and asked, "Now you, you should remember all the previous things, right?" ”

As he spoke, Chen Jiu took out the business card he had gotten earlier.

"Do you recognize the person on the business card or the ID?"

"Gong Gaofei? Zhang Derong? Zhang Ping thought hard and said, "I know the Gong Gaofei in front of me, he is the boss of Yuezhong Industry, and I don't know the business card." ”

"But I guess it should be one of Gong Gaofei's partners."

"You also know that if you want to do this kind of organ resale transaction, you can't do it at all without a certain amount of connections and means."

Before he died, the secret he bumped into was the private resale of organs by Yuezhong Industrial.

Therefore, he was also killed by Gong Gaofei and became another unjust soul.

And in that storage room, there is not only his body, but the missing people in the building over the years have also been hidden here by his people in Yuezhong Industry.

In order to cover up his crime of reselling organs, Yuezhong Industrial specially spread rumors about the white tiger in the building.

to facilitate their own actions.

Originally, Zhang Ping, as a security guard in the building, might not have been involved in this incident, but it can only be said that he happened to bump into it by coincidence.

"I didn't expect that this company looks quite normal, but behind the scenes, it is doing this kind of hateful thing." Chen Jiu looked at the list in his hand and shook his head.

Here's a list of items.

It's just that the items above have become pieces of human organs.

"Zhang Qingyao, 26 years old, female, blood type AB, physical examination is intact, and meets the needs of heart transplantation."

"Li An, 24 years old, male, blood type O, kidney adaptation, meet the transplant needs."

……...

Living people, like objects, are written on the list, but each name on the list corresponds to a human life.

Sometimes the human heart is more unpredictable than the ghosts.

But if a person is extremely bad, even the evil spirit, he cannot compare with it.

[F-level mission: Investigation of the truth of the tragedy of Yuezhong Industrial Company has been completed]

[At the end of the dungeon, the quest reward will be settled.] 】

A crisp system prompt sounded in Chen Jiu's ears.